Disclaimer: Onay Iay on'tday wnoay Scaflowneeay...erm...that's pig latin for "No I don't own
Escaflowne".
AN: Here's my next chapter ^_^. I hope you like it...and I hope I didn't mess anything up 0o. I
hope to get through this story quick, as I already have an idea for a sequel ^_^.
I just found out how Gaou died ^___^, so I can fit it in later, and I found another mistake in the
story...~_~''' *heh* Folken was a few years older than he should've been...so, for those who have
already read the previous chapters, Folken is now 13 (as is Achaia 0o).
Sorry if this chapter is short *shrugs* But it took awhile to get out, and I'm running out of
inspiration. 0o I also have a summer job now...but I hope it won't interfere too much with my
getting chapters out. Oh, and I'm sorry about how long this chapter took 0o.
Now addressing reviews:
lilygirl2001: Thanks for the review ^_____^
Combat_rose: I'm glad you thought it was cute, and I hope you continue to read ^_~
Sarina Fannel: I love your fictions too ^____^ I even have you on AuthorAlert (and my e-mail is
used for MSN, so that's why I was able to reply to your posting of that chapter so quick ^___^).
I hope I can get the next few chapters out quick...but so far I have no ideas 0o...that shouldn't
last too long now....
The First Stranger - The Game Called Soccer
The next morning was nice, and Achaia rose early. So early she was able to watch the sunrise on
the balcony of her room. After she left the balcony and returned to her room she found that the
clothes she'd been wearing shen she'd first arrived on Gaea had been washed and been placed in the
closet, along with a few dresses.
She quickly changed out of her nightclothes and into the tank top and baggy pants, to her they
were much more comfortable than dresses. She could hear the birds outside and today seemed like
a good day to teach soccer to Folken as she'd said she would. She decided to try to teach Van too,
even though she wasn't sure how well the three year old would do.
Then a small knock sounded upon her door. " Probably Van," she thought with a grin. Achaia opened
the door to Van's grinning face. He was carring Merle, as he was often seen doing.
" Hewo, Achwaia!" He exclaimed.
" Hello, Van. Do you have anything planned for me today?" Achaia asked.
" Umm...no, why? I can pwan something if you wike," Van replied.
" No, that's okay. I thought I'd teach you and Folken how to play soccer today, that is if you
want," Achaia replied.
" Yay!!! I'm gonna go tell Fwolken, 'kay? Can you watch Mwerle?" Van asked.
" Sure," Achaia replied, scooping the cat girl up. Van quickly raced out, causing Achaia to mutter,
" He sure has a lot of energy...." She shook her head silently and then tossed Merle into the air,
making the cat girl laugh as she caught her and did it again. " Do you like that, Merle?" she asked,
continuing doing it until she heard muffled laughter from her doorway. She turned and blushed as
she saw Folken and Van there, " How long were you standing there?"
" Only for a few minutes," Folken reassured her, then he decided to change the subject, " So, Van
told me you were going to teach us how to play soccer...."
" Yep, do you know where we can find a field? We're going to need a lot of space to play," Achaia
replied.
" Sure, there are plenty around here," Folken replied.
" Then whets go!!" Van cried.
Both Achaia and Folken grinned as Van, once again, raced out the door. Then Achaia, still holding
Merle, headed after him, Folken, carrying the soccer ball, followed her and shutting the door behind
them. Van led them to a field a short distance from Fanelia's castle. There the group stopped and
Achaia put Merle down as Folken handed her the soccer ball.
" The main rule you need to know for soccer is," Achaia explained, " That you aren't allowed to touch
the ball with your hands. You are allowed to use othe body parts, however, including your head." Achaia
grinned at the slightly confused look on Van and Folken's faces. " The object of the game is to get the
ball in the other person's goal. We really need more people to play, though, but we can practice,
and maybe later we can teach others."
" Okay," Folken replied, sounding slightly unsure, " What's a goal?"
Achaia sighed, " Uhhh...basically the space between two poles...."
" Oh, okay," Folken replied, seeming to comprehend.
" Umm...let's just play around and let you guys get used to playing without using your hands,"
Achaia suggested.
" 'Kay!" Van eagerly agreed.
" Okay, I'm ready when you are," Folken replied.
" Okay," Achaia said, dropping the soccer ball and passing it to Van, " Then let's see how you
guys do!"
They played for several hours while Merle watched, being her giggly self. After they finished all
were hot and ready for a break.
" That wasn't too shabby," Achaia panted.
" Yeah, good game," Folken agreed.
Achaia giggled, " That wasn't really a real game."
" Oh," Folken replied.
" I wanna pway again tomowwow!!!" Van enthusiastically cried.
" Okay, we'll see if we have the time," Achaia replied with a grin.
" Yay!!!" Van cried, picking up Merle and leading the party back to the castle.
" He is just too cute," Achaia commented to Folken.
" Well, that's my brother for you," Folken replied with a shrug.
Escaflowne".
AN: Here's my next chapter ^_^. I hope you like it...and I hope I didn't mess anything up 0o. I
hope to get through this story quick, as I already have an idea for a sequel ^_^.
I just found out how Gaou died ^___^, so I can fit it in later, and I found another mistake in the
story...~_~''' *heh* Folken was a few years older than he should've been...so, for those who have
already read the previous chapters, Folken is now 13 (as is Achaia 0o).
Sorry if this chapter is short *shrugs* But it took awhile to get out, and I'm running out of
inspiration. 0o I also have a summer job now...but I hope it won't interfere too much with my
getting chapters out. Oh, and I'm sorry about how long this chapter took 0o.
Now addressing reviews:
lilygirl2001: Thanks for the review ^_____^
Combat_rose: I'm glad you thought it was cute, and I hope you continue to read ^_~
Sarina Fannel: I love your fictions too ^____^ I even have you on AuthorAlert (and my e-mail is
used for MSN, so that's why I was able to reply to your posting of that chapter so quick ^___^).
I hope I can get the next few chapters out quick...but so far I have no ideas 0o...that shouldn't
last too long now....
The First Stranger - The Game Called Soccer
The next morning was nice, and Achaia rose early. So early she was able to watch the sunrise on
the balcony of her room. After she left the balcony and returned to her room she found that the
clothes she'd been wearing shen she'd first arrived on Gaea had been washed and been placed in the
closet, along with a few dresses.
She quickly changed out of her nightclothes and into the tank top and baggy pants, to her they
were much more comfortable than dresses. She could hear the birds outside and today seemed like
a good day to teach soccer to Folken as she'd said she would. She decided to try to teach Van too,
even though she wasn't sure how well the three year old would do.
Then a small knock sounded upon her door. " Probably Van," she thought with a grin. Achaia opened
the door to Van's grinning face. He was carring Merle, as he was often seen doing.
" Hewo, Achwaia!" He exclaimed.
" Hello, Van. Do you have anything planned for me today?" Achaia asked.
" Umm...no, why? I can pwan something if you wike," Van replied.
" No, that's okay. I thought I'd teach you and Folken how to play soccer today, that is if you
want," Achaia replied.
" Yay!!! I'm gonna go tell Fwolken, 'kay? Can you watch Mwerle?" Van asked.
" Sure," Achaia replied, scooping the cat girl up. Van quickly raced out, causing Achaia to mutter,
" He sure has a lot of energy...." She shook her head silently and then tossed Merle into the air,
making the cat girl laugh as she caught her and did it again. " Do you like that, Merle?" she asked,
continuing doing it until she heard muffled laughter from her doorway. She turned and blushed as
she saw Folken and Van there, " How long were you standing there?"
" Only for a few minutes," Folken reassured her, then he decided to change the subject, " So, Van
told me you were going to teach us how to play soccer...."
" Yep, do you know where we can find a field? We're going to need a lot of space to play," Achaia
replied.
" Sure, there are plenty around here," Folken replied.
" Then whets go!!" Van cried.
Both Achaia and Folken grinned as Van, once again, raced out the door. Then Achaia, still holding
Merle, headed after him, Folken, carrying the soccer ball, followed her and shutting the door behind
them. Van led them to a field a short distance from Fanelia's castle. There the group stopped and
Achaia put Merle down as Folken handed her the soccer ball.
" The main rule you need to know for soccer is," Achaia explained, " That you aren't allowed to touch
the ball with your hands. You are allowed to use othe body parts, however, including your head." Achaia
grinned at the slightly confused look on Van and Folken's faces. " The object of the game is to get the
ball in the other person's goal. We really need more people to play, though, but we can practice,
and maybe later we can teach others."
" Okay," Folken replied, sounding slightly unsure, " What's a goal?"
Achaia sighed, " Uhhh...basically the space between two poles...."
" Oh, okay," Folken replied, seeming to comprehend.
" Umm...let's just play around and let you guys get used to playing without using your hands,"
Achaia suggested.
" 'Kay!" Van eagerly agreed.
" Okay, I'm ready when you are," Folken replied.
" Okay," Achaia said, dropping the soccer ball and passing it to Van, " Then let's see how you
guys do!"
They played for several hours while Merle watched, being her giggly self. After they finished all
were hot and ready for a break.
" That wasn't too shabby," Achaia panted.
" Yeah, good game," Folken agreed.
Achaia giggled, " That wasn't really a real game."
" Oh," Folken replied.
" I wanna pway again tomowwow!!!" Van enthusiastically cried.
" Okay, we'll see if we have the time," Achaia replied with a grin.
" Yay!!!" Van cried, picking up Merle and leading the party back to the castle.
" He is just too cute," Achaia commented to Folken.
" Well, that's my brother for you," Folken replied with a shrug.