he Amazing Adventures of the Muse and the Mystic:
Episode 1 1/2: Mischief, Mayhem, and Mistletoe
Disclaimer:
Aerosmith reference by Calliope - $ 20.
Use of Jareth, who doesn't belong to them - $ 1,000,000,000. (rough est.)
Caillean's butchering of Dickens - $ .50
Wreaking pure havoc with your friend in the spirit of Christmas.... Priceless.
Prologue: Deck the Halls
"Deck the halls with boughs of.... damn." Caillean turned and looked around the room. "There's no holly! How am I supposed to deck the halls without holly?"
Swerving around a multitude of goblins holding bunches of pine boughs and regarding her with matching expressions of frustration, the redhead made her way across the foyer to the front door. Opening it with a loud creak, she called outside.
"Calliope! We need holly!"
In a flash of light, the blonde muse appeared before her, holding a crystal.
"Now you want holly? Do you know how hard it was just to find mistletoe on Olympus?" She held up a small plant with white berries. "You never told me the damned thing was a parasite fungus. Now you think I'm going to find holly? What is that, a mold?"
"No, it's a evergreen which people hang in their homes to signify..." She stopped at the look of exasperation on her friend's face.
"You're really getting into this whole Christmas thing a little bit too much, don't you think?"
Caillean leaned against the door and sighed. "But it's my first Christmas here at Greywolf Manor, I want it to be special!"
"Oh, stop pouting, you look ridiculous." As Caillean's expression darkened, Calliope held up her hands in entreaty. "Look. There's a whole forest of pine out here surrounding the manor. Why don't you go and get some more of that stuff and fill up the house to your heart's content."
"Because," Caillean stared at her friend as if she were an imbecile, "I_need_holly."
"Well, there isn't any on Olympus, I've checked."
"There isn't any here either." Caillean gestured around her and began to pout once more. "Where am I going to find any?"
"You could always ask Jareth."
"Yeah, sure. Remember last week when I asked him if he wanted me to decorate the castle? He threw me out with no more than a 'bah, humbug'."
Calliope snorted. "He makes the Grinch look good."
Caillean looked at her friend with wide eyes. "Please?"
"Don't do the big googly eye thing with me, it won't work."
Since the "big googly eye thing" continued without abatement, Calliope sighed and threw up her hands once more. "I give up." She turned away with disgust. "I'm going home."
Caillean stood still for a moment in deep thought, and then smiled slyly at her friend's retreating back.
"You know," She mused. "I think there might be some holly in the Fey Kingdom."
Calliope stopped mid stride. "What was that?"
"Oh, nothing." Caillean shrugged as the muse turned to look at her. "I'll just go and ask Stephan if he can spare some holly. I'm sure if he has any, he'll be generous. Very generous."
She tried to hide her smile as Calliope came running back over to her.
"Wait." The blonde stopped inches away from Caillean. "I... ah... seeing as you're so busy with all the decorating and what not, I'll go."
"No, I can't ask you to do that." The smile was getting all the more difficult to keep in. "I mean, I know how much you hated having to go and find the mistletoe and all..."
Calliope had already pulled out one of her crystals. "No! I insist. I'll be back."
And, before Caillean could object once more, she disappeared in a flash of light.
Shaking her head and laughing, Caillean walked back over to the front door. She stared at it for a moment, and then frowned.
"Beezle!"
"Yes, my lady?" A goblin ran up to her.
"We don't have a wreath!"
A chorus of sighs followed her into the house.
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Episode 1 1/2: Mischief, Mayhem, and Mistletoe
Disclaimer:
Aerosmith reference by Calliope - $ 20.
Use of Jareth, who doesn't belong to them - $ 1,000,000,000. (rough est.)
Caillean's butchering of Dickens - $ .50
Wreaking pure havoc with your friend in the spirit of Christmas.... Priceless.
Prologue: Deck the Halls
"Deck the halls with boughs of.... damn." Caillean turned and looked around the room. "There's no holly! How am I supposed to deck the halls without holly?"
Swerving around a multitude of goblins holding bunches of pine boughs and regarding her with matching expressions of frustration, the redhead made her way across the foyer to the front door. Opening it with a loud creak, she called outside.
"Calliope! We need holly!"
In a flash of light, the blonde muse appeared before her, holding a crystal.
"Now you want holly? Do you know how hard it was just to find mistletoe on Olympus?" She held up a small plant with white berries. "You never told me the damned thing was a parasite fungus. Now you think I'm going to find holly? What is that, a mold?"
"No, it's a evergreen which people hang in their homes to signify..." She stopped at the look of exasperation on her friend's face.
"You're really getting into this whole Christmas thing a little bit too much, don't you think?"
Caillean leaned against the door and sighed. "But it's my first Christmas here at Greywolf Manor, I want it to be special!"
"Oh, stop pouting, you look ridiculous." As Caillean's expression darkened, Calliope held up her hands in entreaty. "Look. There's a whole forest of pine out here surrounding the manor. Why don't you go and get some more of that stuff and fill up the house to your heart's content."
"Because," Caillean stared at her friend as if she were an imbecile, "I_need_holly."
"Well, there isn't any on Olympus, I've checked."
"There isn't any here either." Caillean gestured around her and began to pout once more. "Where am I going to find any?"
"You could always ask Jareth."
"Yeah, sure. Remember last week when I asked him if he wanted me to decorate the castle? He threw me out with no more than a 'bah, humbug'."
Calliope snorted. "He makes the Grinch look good."
Caillean looked at her friend with wide eyes. "Please?"
"Don't do the big googly eye thing with me, it won't work."
Since the "big googly eye thing" continued without abatement, Calliope sighed and threw up her hands once more. "I give up." She turned away with disgust. "I'm going home."
Caillean stood still for a moment in deep thought, and then smiled slyly at her friend's retreating back.
"You know," She mused. "I think there might be some holly in the Fey Kingdom."
Calliope stopped mid stride. "What was that?"
"Oh, nothing." Caillean shrugged as the muse turned to look at her. "I'll just go and ask Stephan if he can spare some holly. I'm sure if he has any, he'll be generous. Very generous."
She tried to hide her smile as Calliope came running back over to her.
"Wait." The blonde stopped inches away from Caillean. "I... ah... seeing as you're so busy with all the decorating and what not, I'll go."
"No, I can't ask you to do that." The smile was getting all the more difficult to keep in. "I mean, I know how much you hated having to go and find the mistletoe and all..."
Calliope had already pulled out one of her crystals. "No! I insist. I'll be back."
And, before Caillean could object once more, she disappeared in a flash of light.
Shaking her head and laughing, Caillean walked back over to the front door. She stared at it for a moment, and then frowned.
"Beezle!"
"Yes, my lady?" A goblin ran up to her.
"We don't have a wreath!"
A chorus of sighs followed her into the house.
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