Quatre awoke to a noise unlike anything he had ever heard before. It was a sort of singing,
like a chorus of angels. He squinted, looking around for the ghostly choir. What he saw,
however startled him. It was a mansion, seemingly made of the purest silver. Amethyst
windows and a sapphire door graced its walls.
"Trowa, get up. Theres something over there that looks suspicious."
Trowa awoke immediatly and turned over, looking off in the direction. "What in the name
of Calloria is that?"
"I think its a house," remarked Quatre dryly.
"Very funny, De'Winner." Trowa surveyed it a moment.
"I say we take a look," said Quatre carefully. He didnt really want to get into an arguement
with Trowa, as it would mean Quatre would have to do the cooking.
"Good idea."
Twenty minutes they were standing in front of the sapphire drawbridge, looking through it
into the river below. Looking to one another they shrugged and crossed it, watching thier
footing carefully lest it shatter and plunge them into the raging waters below. Daren and
Asarin, their horses, refused to cross. Eventually they blindfolded the two and led them
across.
Once inside, they were surprised. The simple white room seemed endless. It was circular,
with ten doors placed equally apart on the sides. In the center of the circular chamber
stood a stand rested a box. Carved on its lid were the emblems of a snake, a dagger, and a
unicorn all intertwined. The box itself was made of what seemed to be a swirled mix of
opal and onyx, while the design and the edges were etched in silver.
"So I see you finally decided to get here."
A white tiger sauntered out from a door lazily, its piercing blue eyes looking them up and
down. "You sure took your sweet time. I thought I was going to be waiting another five
thousand years for you. But then again, what does it matter? I have all the time in the
world after all."
"What the?" Quatre drew his sword out from its sheath warningly.
"Boo."
He ran at it, noting Trowa was right beside him. The tiger rolled its eyes. A second before
impact, they were both blown backward by some sort of force field.
"You idiots. Did you really think you could hurt me? Ive always been and I always will be.
Now put your toys away and lets get down to business."
Two days later, the tiger sent Trowa out for wood. Quatre was fairly sure they didnt need
it, but he suspected she had her reasons.
"Quatre, come here a moment."
He walked over to where the tiger lay warily. It rested with its head upon its paws, looking
at him. He could have sworn the eyes it had were not those of a tiger.
"It's about time I let you in on a secret. There is a war brewing, a war that can and most
likely will shake the very basis of everything you believe and love." She paused. "Well," she
added, "almost everything you love. Good and evil are trying to annihilate each other
again, and frankly I am really irritated. My younger twins always were bickering, but now
its grown. This is going to be an all out war. Evil has already gathered its two leaders, and
so has Good. So youre here."
"What do I have to do with it?," asked Quatre, puzzled.
"Quatre, I am neither good nor evil. I need a companion, for two are always needed as a
figurehead. And Quatre, I chose you."
He watched as the tiger stood up on its hind legs. The limbs shrunk and the fur
disappeared. The fangs diminished, and long black hair grew. Quatre was shocked. When
it ended, she was the one he had seen in his dream. Her ice blue eyes made him gasp.
"What, falling in love?," she smiled, and he noted she must be perfect.
"I think so....."
She smiled slyly. "Come unto me, young knight. I have need of your skill."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hilde pushed her way through the thronging multitude. Honestly, every priest and
priestess in Calloria had turned up. Ever since country people reported they felt the elder
gods returning things had been hectic for the clergy. Hilde looked to her one and only
goddess Darenica for support and guidance. She pushed her way up towards the podium.
As High Priestess of the Goddess Darenica, she was forced to assure the crowd that the
Elder Gods were simply a myth invented to scare small children.
Suddenly she felt strong hands grab her neck and clamp her mouth shut.
"If you want to live, Your Grace, I suggest you make no sound." It was a mans voice, and it
seemed to be mocking her. She struggled to get away, hoping to Darenica that Carina, her
rival in the preisthood, had not sent some underling to permanently put a stain on her
chastity. "Please," she whimpered, "let me go."
"After you give me all the wealth that your priesthood gleans from the public."
She sagged in relief. So he only wanted her money. She emptied her robe pocket,
dispensing a silver crucifix set with amethysts, sapphires, and diamonds, and about a
hundred gold Callorians.
"Nice.....nice...." he purred. He let her go. "Now just go, walk forward." She turned around,
and was about to say something like spare my life, but he grabbed her before she could say
anything. His face was fixed in a pleased grin, and a long chestnut brown braid hung from
his head to the ground. She looked into his violet eyes a moment before he whirled her
around and pressed a dagger to her throat.
"You stupid idiot," he hissed. "You shouldnt have looked at my face. Now I have to either
take you along or kill you."
"Please.......just let me go," she pleaded.
"No....I suppose Ill have to bring you along. Besides, it might be fun watching the
corruption of the High Priestess."
Her eyes widened and she gasped. "You- you- you wouldnt- I took a vow-- chastity--"
He swore. "Not like that you stupid twit."
She breathed out in relief.
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Sia stood there watching the moon rise and fall in the clouds of the night. She sighed. "I
feel as if i should of never of bitten Heero. I feel so guilty under this "LOVE" bit. " She
said it, mistakingly loud enough for Heero and Sushies ears.
"I should of NEVER of been sto stuuupid."
"I dont think that was stupid."
"I took away everything you probably worked hard for. Oh my God, Im being soft..." She
fell to her knees. "Dang it! I miss being evil. I miss it! Just for the hell of it. WHY MEE.
Alright, my insanity is over...you should of killed me."
"No.....and theres something you should be informed about. Treize Kushrenada and
Milliardo Peacecraft are both out to destroy each other, good and evil. I think you should
move upon this. For if either of them are allowed to succeed, everything will cease to exist.
A balance between the two would be upset. Dont ask me how I know, but I know."
She turtned and looked at him. Her eyes more vampiric looking than usual. "Sushie. Send
out the Goblins. Tell them to seek and Destroy anything that can upset the balance.
Advance at their own discresion. " She said and turned away. "I have fallen in love with an
Ex Soulder and a Vampire all rolled into one. Lucifer, why the hell did you make me do
that."
"YES MAN"
"You mean ma'am sushie. And if you call me that again, i will have a strange thirst for
dragons blood."
"ACK! YES V COUNTLYNESS!" And took off...that baka stubby ebony dragon.
She sighed. "Heero...how am i supposed to control this feeling? There has to be a way
humans do. But i cannot place a finger on it."
"You don't. You can't. Youre not supposed to." He frowned. "Have you heard a voice
murmuring in your mind? It's been telling me to just shut up and kiss you already. It's the
same one that told me about the war coming up."
Cheater, said the voice in his head. Then it disappeared.
She looked shocked. "Yes, i have. only it mentioned not telling you to shut up. I rather like
your voice. it echoes off the walls in such a way it provokes these thoughts further. So
minus the Shut up part...yea basically." She nodded, her bl;ack hair moving with it a little.
It's about time you listen to me. Now hurry up and kiss, because I have a young knight here
I need to "deal" with. Then it went again.
Sia closed the balcony door so Sushie wouldn't fly in like the annoying fly he ish.
Heero frowned. "You don't suppose it could be that ancient goddess that everybody says
has returned, could it? Saria or whatever? It doesnt seem like a god though,.......technically
gods do not have the power to reach into someones mind according to ancient theology."
"If it is, will you believe what she is saying and do what she has advised for us to?"
"Yes I would." He took her hand and stared into her eyes. "Would you consent to a kiss,
Countess?"
Nobody ever knew a vampiress could be articulate. But giving the sutiation, she allowed
herself. "Y-Yes...I would consent.... A-anytime that voice ...calls."
"Good." He leaned in close, then whispered into her ear. "Orders from superior accepted..."
Then he placed his lips upon hers. The sensation spreading throughout his bloodstream
made his soul lift. He felt as if he could have flown anytime. He slipped one arm behind
her neck and one about her waist.
She allowed this, she felt adrenaline rise through her. She wrapped her arms around his
neck. The sensation was like biting in the sweetest blood of a thief and a whore. Maybe a
drunk, but it would be too runny.
"I suppose the voice was right eh," murmured Heero, drawing her tighter to him.
"Yes...it was...and it will continue to be." She said.
Very, very good........purred the voice Now make sure you repeat this process every now
and then,. and if you dont I will be forced to step in. Now be good children, while Im busy.
Heero smiled, his lips brushing Sias. "I dont think she needs to worry, right?"
"No need to. Just the matter of HOW soon this may be repeated?" As she spoke, her lips
did the same thing, like she saw a couple on the bridge under the full moon. May of been
the latest whore and thief to the collection of corpses, she couldn't tell, the thieving
bastards.
"Naughty, naughty Sia," he murmured teasingly.
"Naughty eh? Comes with being evil..."
"God...I never thought I'd feel this for anyone.....but I'm so deliriously happy. I love you,
Countess Sia."
"I love you too, Count Heero. I love you and the feeling you're giving me."
She said in her coo.
Now, nothing naughty yet, children. There will be plenty of time for that after this war is
stopped. If you even wanted to, I suppose I could give you the next thousand years for it.
Now let me go and attend to my own falling in love...It's a bit hard to completely enjoy
falling head over heels when you have to make sure two other couples are falling like
theyre supposed to. Now have fun dears, but nothing naughty yet.....It was gone again.
"I really hope she doesnt intend on dropping in every five minutes....a bit hard to
concentrate on you when shes instructing me on how to show my affections for you." He
smiled.
She smiled back. "Ignore her and follow your own heart. If she persists oninterrupting
around othe clock, she will be one bottle short of a wine rack and two legs short of a table."
She grinned and let her eyes flicker then she said one other thing. it was in Celtic, the
ethnic romantic lannguage, nobody could understand so she translated "If love were a
fountain, im drowning."
"Then I've drowned and died." He drew her a bit tighter and grinned, letting her head rest
on his shoulder. She began to slip away, not sleeping, somthing else.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Saria smiled contentedly. Now that those two had successfully fallen, she could attend to
her own.
"If you dont mind, what is your name?"
She started to reply that it was Sarenicallia, but then she remembered no human tongue
could pronounce it so she reverted to her human name. "Its Saria....if you want to call me
something closer to my real name, call me Cerria....it's a bit closer, but harder for a human
tongue to utter."
"Well then, Saria, I think Im falling in love with you," Quatre took a step closer. He
needed to feel her close to him, to assure himself she wasnt a dream and was really here
with him. He bent to one knee and kissed her hand. "My services are yours, My lady," he
murmured, savoring the taste of her sweet hand under his lips.
"Arise Sir Knight."
He did, then brought her closer to him. "I need you, sweet Cerria" he bent his head and
brought his lips to hers. She responded tantalizingly, making him feel like all Heaven had
opened before him. He let his arm cross her back, and his other arm hold the back of her
head as if it were a delicate bird. Her arms found the back of his neck.
"Quatre........Dont leave me," she whispered softly into his ear.
"I couldnt if I wanted to, love." He tightened his grip on her, never wanting to let go. Saria
let her head drop and rest on his shoulder.
There was a clatter as an armful of logs hit the floor.
"So where did your queen come from, Quatre?" Trowa grinned evilly.
"Actually she sort of transformed from a tiger." He released his tight grip on her. Sh,
however, refused to give up posession of his hand.
"Hello Trowa, didnt expect you back so soon," Saria greeted him pleasantly. "And oh, by
the way, youre next to be bitten by the love bug."
"What? Huh? What are you talking about?"
"You'll find out soon enough, poor Trowa." Saria grinned evilly. Then something swept
over her. Her whole body went rigid, and her face went wooden.
"It will be on the eve of the Summer Carinillian. The two combatants will meet on the
battlefield they call DARENIAN. They must be stopped. He will ride upon a black steed,
and he upon a white stallion. Thier armies must not be allowed to meet."
She collapsed onto the floor. Neither of the two dared to move or even speak. Finally it
was Trowa who ventured a remark.
"What was that?"
"No clue...."
Somehow she had transformed back into a tiger underneath thier noses. Suddenly she sat
up, her blue eyes glowing brightly.
"So who wants fish for dinner?"
They both groaned.
"Fish again?"
She sniffed. "Unless you want to go out and find me an utterly terrified dragon, I suggest
you humor me. Everyone knows tigers love fish and violet dragons."
Trowa sighed. "Let's accomodate her. I dont want to be up all night listening to her
complain."
"Smart boy," she observed.
like a chorus of angels. He squinted, looking around for the ghostly choir. What he saw,
however startled him. It was a mansion, seemingly made of the purest silver. Amethyst
windows and a sapphire door graced its walls.
"Trowa, get up. Theres something over there that looks suspicious."
Trowa awoke immediatly and turned over, looking off in the direction. "What in the name
of Calloria is that?"
"I think its a house," remarked Quatre dryly.
"Very funny, De'Winner." Trowa surveyed it a moment.
"I say we take a look," said Quatre carefully. He didnt really want to get into an arguement
with Trowa, as it would mean Quatre would have to do the cooking.
"Good idea."
Twenty minutes they were standing in front of the sapphire drawbridge, looking through it
into the river below. Looking to one another they shrugged and crossed it, watching thier
footing carefully lest it shatter and plunge them into the raging waters below. Daren and
Asarin, their horses, refused to cross. Eventually they blindfolded the two and led them
across.
Once inside, they were surprised. The simple white room seemed endless. It was circular,
with ten doors placed equally apart on the sides. In the center of the circular chamber
stood a stand rested a box. Carved on its lid were the emblems of a snake, a dagger, and a
unicorn all intertwined. The box itself was made of what seemed to be a swirled mix of
opal and onyx, while the design and the edges were etched in silver.
"So I see you finally decided to get here."
A white tiger sauntered out from a door lazily, its piercing blue eyes looking them up and
down. "You sure took your sweet time. I thought I was going to be waiting another five
thousand years for you. But then again, what does it matter? I have all the time in the
world after all."
"What the?" Quatre drew his sword out from its sheath warningly.
"Boo."
He ran at it, noting Trowa was right beside him. The tiger rolled its eyes. A second before
impact, they were both blown backward by some sort of force field.
"You idiots. Did you really think you could hurt me? Ive always been and I always will be.
Now put your toys away and lets get down to business."
Two days later, the tiger sent Trowa out for wood. Quatre was fairly sure they didnt need
it, but he suspected she had her reasons.
"Quatre, come here a moment."
He walked over to where the tiger lay warily. It rested with its head upon its paws, looking
at him. He could have sworn the eyes it had were not those of a tiger.
"It's about time I let you in on a secret. There is a war brewing, a war that can and most
likely will shake the very basis of everything you believe and love." She paused. "Well," she
added, "almost everything you love. Good and evil are trying to annihilate each other
again, and frankly I am really irritated. My younger twins always were bickering, but now
its grown. This is going to be an all out war. Evil has already gathered its two leaders, and
so has Good. So youre here."
"What do I have to do with it?," asked Quatre, puzzled.
"Quatre, I am neither good nor evil. I need a companion, for two are always needed as a
figurehead. And Quatre, I chose you."
He watched as the tiger stood up on its hind legs. The limbs shrunk and the fur
disappeared. The fangs diminished, and long black hair grew. Quatre was shocked. When
it ended, she was the one he had seen in his dream. Her ice blue eyes made him gasp.
"What, falling in love?," she smiled, and he noted she must be perfect.
"I think so....."
She smiled slyly. "Come unto me, young knight. I have need of your skill."
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Hilde pushed her way through the thronging multitude. Honestly, every priest and
priestess in Calloria had turned up. Ever since country people reported they felt the elder
gods returning things had been hectic for the clergy. Hilde looked to her one and only
goddess Darenica for support and guidance. She pushed her way up towards the podium.
As High Priestess of the Goddess Darenica, she was forced to assure the crowd that the
Elder Gods were simply a myth invented to scare small children.
Suddenly she felt strong hands grab her neck and clamp her mouth shut.
"If you want to live, Your Grace, I suggest you make no sound." It was a mans voice, and it
seemed to be mocking her. She struggled to get away, hoping to Darenica that Carina, her
rival in the preisthood, had not sent some underling to permanently put a stain on her
chastity. "Please," she whimpered, "let me go."
"After you give me all the wealth that your priesthood gleans from the public."
She sagged in relief. So he only wanted her money. She emptied her robe pocket,
dispensing a silver crucifix set with amethysts, sapphires, and diamonds, and about a
hundred gold Callorians.
"Nice.....nice...." he purred. He let her go. "Now just go, walk forward." She turned around,
and was about to say something like spare my life, but he grabbed her before she could say
anything. His face was fixed in a pleased grin, and a long chestnut brown braid hung from
his head to the ground. She looked into his violet eyes a moment before he whirled her
around and pressed a dagger to her throat.
"You stupid idiot," he hissed. "You shouldnt have looked at my face. Now I have to either
take you along or kill you."
"Please.......just let me go," she pleaded.
"No....I suppose Ill have to bring you along. Besides, it might be fun watching the
corruption of the High Priestess."
Her eyes widened and she gasped. "You- you- you wouldnt- I took a vow-- chastity--"
He swore. "Not like that you stupid twit."
She breathed out in relief.
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Sia stood there watching the moon rise and fall in the clouds of the night. She sighed. "I
feel as if i should of never of bitten Heero. I feel so guilty under this "LOVE" bit. " She
said it, mistakingly loud enough for Heero and Sushies ears.
"I should of NEVER of been sto stuuupid."
"I dont think that was stupid."
"I took away everything you probably worked hard for. Oh my God, Im being soft..." She
fell to her knees. "Dang it! I miss being evil. I miss it! Just for the hell of it. WHY MEE.
Alright, my insanity is over...you should of killed me."
"No.....and theres something you should be informed about. Treize Kushrenada and
Milliardo Peacecraft are both out to destroy each other, good and evil. I think you should
move upon this. For if either of them are allowed to succeed, everything will cease to exist.
A balance between the two would be upset. Dont ask me how I know, but I know."
She turtned and looked at him. Her eyes more vampiric looking than usual. "Sushie. Send
out the Goblins. Tell them to seek and Destroy anything that can upset the balance.
Advance at their own discresion. " She said and turned away. "I have fallen in love with an
Ex Soulder and a Vampire all rolled into one. Lucifer, why the hell did you make me do
that."
"YES MAN"
"You mean ma'am sushie. And if you call me that again, i will have a strange thirst for
dragons blood."
"ACK! YES V COUNTLYNESS!" And took off...that baka stubby ebony dragon.
She sighed. "Heero...how am i supposed to control this feeling? There has to be a way
humans do. But i cannot place a finger on it."
"You don't. You can't. Youre not supposed to." He frowned. "Have you heard a voice
murmuring in your mind? It's been telling me to just shut up and kiss you already. It's the
same one that told me about the war coming up."
Cheater, said the voice in his head. Then it disappeared.
She looked shocked. "Yes, i have. only it mentioned not telling you to shut up. I rather like
your voice. it echoes off the walls in such a way it provokes these thoughts further. So
minus the Shut up part...yea basically." She nodded, her bl;ack hair moving with it a little.
It's about time you listen to me. Now hurry up and kiss, because I have a young knight here
I need to "deal" with. Then it went again.
Sia closed the balcony door so Sushie wouldn't fly in like the annoying fly he ish.
Heero frowned. "You don't suppose it could be that ancient goddess that everybody says
has returned, could it? Saria or whatever? It doesnt seem like a god though,.......technically
gods do not have the power to reach into someones mind according to ancient theology."
"If it is, will you believe what she is saying and do what she has advised for us to?"
"Yes I would." He took her hand and stared into her eyes. "Would you consent to a kiss,
Countess?"
Nobody ever knew a vampiress could be articulate. But giving the sutiation, she allowed
herself. "Y-Yes...I would consent.... A-anytime that voice ...calls."
"Good." He leaned in close, then whispered into her ear. "Orders from superior accepted..."
Then he placed his lips upon hers. The sensation spreading throughout his bloodstream
made his soul lift. He felt as if he could have flown anytime. He slipped one arm behind
her neck and one about her waist.
She allowed this, she felt adrenaline rise through her. She wrapped her arms around his
neck. The sensation was like biting in the sweetest blood of a thief and a whore. Maybe a
drunk, but it would be too runny.
"I suppose the voice was right eh," murmured Heero, drawing her tighter to him.
"Yes...it was...and it will continue to be." She said.
Very, very good........purred the voice Now make sure you repeat this process every now
and then,. and if you dont I will be forced to step in. Now be good children, while Im busy.
Heero smiled, his lips brushing Sias. "I dont think she needs to worry, right?"
"No need to. Just the matter of HOW soon this may be repeated?" As she spoke, her lips
did the same thing, like she saw a couple on the bridge under the full moon. May of been
the latest whore and thief to the collection of corpses, she couldn't tell, the thieving
bastards.
"Naughty, naughty Sia," he murmured teasingly.
"Naughty eh? Comes with being evil..."
"God...I never thought I'd feel this for anyone.....but I'm so deliriously happy. I love you,
Countess Sia."
"I love you too, Count Heero. I love you and the feeling you're giving me."
She said in her coo.
Now, nothing naughty yet, children. There will be plenty of time for that after this war is
stopped. If you even wanted to, I suppose I could give you the next thousand years for it.
Now let me go and attend to my own falling in love...It's a bit hard to completely enjoy
falling head over heels when you have to make sure two other couples are falling like
theyre supposed to. Now have fun dears, but nothing naughty yet.....It was gone again.
"I really hope she doesnt intend on dropping in every five minutes....a bit hard to
concentrate on you when shes instructing me on how to show my affections for you." He
smiled.
She smiled back. "Ignore her and follow your own heart. If she persists oninterrupting
around othe clock, she will be one bottle short of a wine rack and two legs short of a table."
She grinned and let her eyes flicker then she said one other thing. it was in Celtic, the
ethnic romantic lannguage, nobody could understand so she translated "If love were a
fountain, im drowning."
"Then I've drowned and died." He drew her a bit tighter and grinned, letting her head rest
on his shoulder. She began to slip away, not sleeping, somthing else.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Saria smiled contentedly. Now that those two had successfully fallen, she could attend to
her own.
"If you dont mind, what is your name?"
She started to reply that it was Sarenicallia, but then she remembered no human tongue
could pronounce it so she reverted to her human name. "Its Saria....if you want to call me
something closer to my real name, call me Cerria....it's a bit closer, but harder for a human
tongue to utter."
"Well then, Saria, I think Im falling in love with you," Quatre took a step closer. He
needed to feel her close to him, to assure himself she wasnt a dream and was really here
with him. He bent to one knee and kissed her hand. "My services are yours, My lady," he
murmured, savoring the taste of her sweet hand under his lips.
"Arise Sir Knight."
He did, then brought her closer to him. "I need you, sweet Cerria" he bent his head and
brought his lips to hers. She responded tantalizingly, making him feel like all Heaven had
opened before him. He let his arm cross her back, and his other arm hold the back of her
head as if it were a delicate bird. Her arms found the back of his neck.
"Quatre........Dont leave me," she whispered softly into his ear.
"I couldnt if I wanted to, love." He tightened his grip on her, never wanting to let go. Saria
let her head drop and rest on his shoulder.
There was a clatter as an armful of logs hit the floor.
"So where did your queen come from, Quatre?" Trowa grinned evilly.
"Actually she sort of transformed from a tiger." He released his tight grip on her. Sh,
however, refused to give up posession of his hand.
"Hello Trowa, didnt expect you back so soon," Saria greeted him pleasantly. "And oh, by
the way, youre next to be bitten by the love bug."
"What? Huh? What are you talking about?"
"You'll find out soon enough, poor Trowa." Saria grinned evilly. Then something swept
over her. Her whole body went rigid, and her face went wooden.
"It will be on the eve of the Summer Carinillian. The two combatants will meet on the
battlefield they call DARENIAN. They must be stopped. He will ride upon a black steed,
and he upon a white stallion. Thier armies must not be allowed to meet."
She collapsed onto the floor. Neither of the two dared to move or even speak. Finally it
was Trowa who ventured a remark.
"What was that?"
"No clue...."
Somehow she had transformed back into a tiger underneath thier noses. Suddenly she sat
up, her blue eyes glowing brightly.
"So who wants fish for dinner?"
They both groaned.
"Fish again?"
She sniffed. "Unless you want to go out and find me an utterly terrified dragon, I suggest
you humor me. Everyone knows tigers love fish and violet dragons."
Trowa sighed. "Let's accomodate her. I dont want to be up all night listening to her
complain."
"Smart boy," she observed.