"Dimensional Whiplash"
By Aleenia Rheese

Chapter Fifteen - Izzat CHOCOLATE?!

In Terra's World...

Figaro Castle

Everyone had pretty much decided to forget the previous happenings (although Edgar still gave Alie mean glares now and then) - at least for now.


The occasion, you ask? Why, Relm's birthday party! She was now the merry age of fifteen! And, it seemed, even more of a pain in the ass! Well, she was!


Alie sat down in a plush chair with a sigh. Relm was prancing about in her new dress, and everyone was happy. Everyone but the young girl from another world, that is.
Relm, noticing this, stopped spinning. "Alie?" she asked softly.


Without realizing it, Alie had been crying. She shook her head, and stood up. She left, ignoring Relm's calls. The brunette climbed the stairs to the lookout tower. She stood there, looking over the vast off-whiteness of the seemingly endless desert.


The little grains of sand sparkled in the moonlight. The stars winked in the sky, looking sad. Alie sighed and felt tears trickle down her cheeks.


She felt the presence of someone behind her. She ignored the person. A large, warm hand was placed on her shoulder. Alie tried to shrug him off, but she didn't feel it was worth the effort.


Edgar looked worriedly at her. "Alie, what's wrong?"


Alie laughed, a low, scornful sound. "What the hell d'ya think? I'm way WAY away from home, my brother is in another dimension, and my... my..." She cut off, sobbing. She was going to say, her mom's birthday was in two days, and she was hating every minute staying there. It meant one minute less of a chance to get home in time.


Her laptop had failed, batteries dead. There were no electrical outlets there, running water and plumbing and all.


Edgar slid his arm around her shoulder. She was shivering. It was cold in the desert at night. "Alie, don't cry..." he said softly.


Aleenia shook her head. "It isn't fair! I promised Mom I'd spend the entire day with her! Her fifty-fifth birthday, and she still looks in her mid-thirties." She laughed, covering her eyes with her face. "We were going to do so many cool things together..."


Edgar hugged her gently. "That's why you were upset tonight," he murmured. "Don't be upset. I'm sure she'll understand." Alie leaned against Edgar and wept.


The king felt confused. One, he felt bad for Alie. Two, he was comforting her instead of dancing with Terra. What was wrong with him?


A few minutes later, he managed to get Alie to rejoin the party.


The cake was being brought out. Relm looked at it, eyes wide. She jumped to her feet, crying, "Izzat CHOCOLATE?!" Alie's head snapped up.


Chocolate? Maybe life wasn't so bad, after all...

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