K i'm sorry but we were in the mood to write a stupid fic. And we decided to use the mian characters who we like (ferret pipes in "xcept for daine") xcuse my younger sib *glares at her* she's hyper right now. (ferret pouts " what u talkin 'bout? I'm always hyper.") *shakes head* k here we go.

Alanna and Kel-the Tortallan Hicks

" Howdy laddy buck, " Alanna rolled over in bed to greet her husband and the new morning.

"Lioness, it's been ages since you've called me that. Why can't we keep it that way?" he grumbled.

" Go' morn'n t' u, too. An' I think I'll keep callin' you that," she grunted.

" Please don't. Now go back to sleep, please."

" No, I'm gonna sit outside on the patio next t' the swamp and eat my breakfast. That is if t' flies don't get it first, " she laughed a nasty laugh that sounded more like yucks.

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A huge ratty dog jumped on to Knight Keladry's stomach, " Oof. Off Jump. I'm gettin' up." And she did just that. She looked at the window, and the rising sun, " Ain't it a glory morn'n'?"

Jump looked at her as if to say, No. You haven't fed me yet.

Kel let out a laugh very similar to Alanna's that made her friend Neal come to the door.

"Kel are you okay? What's that sound?"

"I'm okay, it's just b laughin' at this big hunk o' a beast," she assured her friend.

"Well can I come in? I'm still a little worried."

"Queenscove! I ain't decent! Unless you want to see me in my nighties, you vixen you," she turned to get dressed.

Outside the door Neal blushed, and he started laughing when he saw Kel's outfit.

" I'd think you'd be used t' me an' me clothin'," she looked at him sternly.

" I am, but it's going to take me awhile to get used to you in long john, overalls, and a straw hat," he said through tears.

" Well ge' used t' it, 'cuz it's how I dress now, got it?"

" Of course, let's go eat."

" Oh goody, time for my fav'rit'. Porridge."

Neal rolled his eyes as they walked down the hall to the Great Hall.

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Daine rolled over in bed. There was Numair. She sighed. She was getting sick of rolling over and seeing him. She needed a change in pace. She grinned. She'd been trying to change it up for a while now.

The night before she'd been flirting with the boy who had cleaned up Kitten's mess in her room. Numair hadn't cared, or at least he hadn't shown it. She suspected he was doing the same thing as she was.

Hmm, what could she do to add more variety? Maybe someone a little younger? She grinned. She knew just the person, and she got up and walked down to see an old friend.

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hehehe, u like? (ferret jumps up and down! " we'll get daine next chapter! Sluttie daine!") we'll continue soon. The reason y we came up w/ the idea is cuz of all the stereotypes of Texans ( which we are) thank u verymuch (*ferret shoves tas aside* " deep in the heart of Texas!") hehe. Bye Bye now. Y'all come back now ya hear!