Silly Us, Of Course it's Not A Dream
There was sun on his face as Connor awoke, stretching out cramps from the night before. It was warmer then the previous day, which lightened his mood a little. Looking at his friends he saw that he was the first to get up and so took his time washing his face and hands in the river next to them. Yeah, he admitted that he was a clean freak, but it was something his mother had hammered into him from the day he was born. You feel clean you think clean. There were birds in the air chirping happily, and the forest seemed friendly, although slightly untouchable. Taking it all in Connor had to admit that wherever they were, it was defiantly a nice place, the kind of place where nothing bad ever seemed to happened. Because of this he wasn't scared, just confused, lost and alone, even with his two friends beside him.
After a spell, in which he paced and thought and paced again, he grew tired of waiting for Demi and Loren to wake up. He shook them both, ignoring the complaints. Demi was the first to come around; she had always been a light sleeper. She sat up, and after surveying her surroundings with disappointment, sighed audibly.
"Aw man, it wasn't a dream. Damn." Loren came around just then and chuckled, "I know what you mean, I almost convinced myself it was a nightmare." Connor smirked grimly.
"No such luck." Running a hand through her hair, Demi realized she had an assortment of twigs and things in it.
"Great, just what I need, I always knew those camping freaks were crazy, there's nothing fun about sleeping in the great outdoors." She started to pick her hair clean.
"Well," Loren pointed out, "When they said "great outdoors" I think they meant the great outdoors with UV's and television and propane burners."
Connor then looked them both in the eye and they could feel that he was going to say something important.
"I've been doing some thinking-," He started.
"Whoa, that's surprising," interrupted Demi and ducked as he took a playful swing at her.
"As I was saying, I did some thinking before you guys were awake and I decided that maybe we should keep heading upstream." Rolling her eyes Demi remarked,
"Why should we? It's not like we're going anywhere very fast. In fact, I didn't even know we were heading anywhere in particular."
"What makes you think we should do that?" Loren asked after she was finished.
"You see," Connor explained, "The other two said they met some friends, which I think means these friends must live around here. And if they live around here chance is it'll be by the water." Loren nodded.
"Sounds reasonable."
"Sounds reasonable?" Demi asked irritated, "The only thing that sounds reasonable to me right now is breakfast! Not another long hike to someplace we don't even know is actually there."
"And just yesterday you were complaining about STAYING here." Connor said sarcastically.
"Well I've changed my mind, I don't want to get anymore lost then I already am."
"How can we be lost if we don't know where we were in the first place?" Loren rolled her eyes with emphasis.
"This is totally pointless. Demi, we're leaving. Now." Demi was mumbling something about how no one ever listens to her, when a bush rustled loudly behind them.
"I can't believe your going," said a female voice, "Not when we told you to stay right here." Then to all of their utter shock Alyssa stepped out from the shadows with her hands on her hips disapprovingly.
"A-Alyssa!" Loren stuttered with wide eyes, "Where did you come from?" She just laughed a little devilishly.
"You'll find out." She was dressed in the same outfit as before, all black, with detailed embroidery along the collar and lining the sleeves. The skirt was the same length as well. The only things different were her new boots; they were brown leather and very comfy looking instead of her tiny high heels.
"Nice duds," Demi complimented Alyssa. She smiled, "thanks." After that they all asked as many questions as they could, trying to find out where she had been, how she got here, what she'd been doing. Tactfully none of them had the nerve to ask about Ryan. Still they got no answers, and were all frustrated and angry to some extent in the end. That's when Alyssa checked her wrist as if looking for the time.
"Okay, children that's all the time I have for you today! You can ask questions on my business hours, 8:00 till 9:00. Until then bu-bye." She motioned them to follow her. "Just kidding, but we have to get a move on, we have someone waiting for us in the woods."
They began to trek nosily past branches and ferns and other strange but fascinating plants. Connor tried to keep to himself but couldn't help his curiosity. Besides, he reasoned, curiosity killed the cat not the human.
"So," He fastened his pace to move up beside Alyssa, "Who exactly is waiting for us?" She looked at him from the corner of her eye. "His name is Legolas, he was the one who found me and HIM." She didn't say Ryan's name. 'So She's still mad at him' Connor thought amusedly.
"I have to warn you though," she went on, "He's a little odd." She turned to Demi, "Damned hot! But still odd….. Take this: he thinks he's immortal." Demi raised a slender eyebrow.
"Yeah, exactly. Oh and don't be all freaked at their clothing, they look like they just stepped out of the middle ages. They talk like it to." She made a face, "try talking to them, communicating is a big hassle. You can't use any kind of modern slang or jargon."
"Sounds tough," Loren commented from behind. Soon they came to a path that looked like an animal trail. Alyssa stopped for a moment, and then after muttering, "right" turned down hill. Soon they spotted someone up ahead.
"Here we go," She murmured. She coughed once or twice, clearing her throat.
"Hello!" She called out. The man nodded. "I found my friends!" He nodded again. When they got up real close Connor could see him in better detail. He was tall and trim, like a dancer might be, armed with a bow and arrows. Connor chocked down a little laugh, Legolas looked JUST like he had walked out of some Robin Hood, Men in Tights, parody. Sure a little fancier, a little better looking…. But still. When Legolas turned his head, Connor spotted his ears, tipped at the end. He decided Alyssa was right, he was a bit odd, and maybe if Connor were a girl he might think he was also cute. Demi and Loren sure seemed to think so, he noted out of the corner of his eye. They were standing a little crookedly, shifting from side to side. Loren was blushing and he felt a twinge of jealously before firmly pushing it away.
"My name is Connor," He introduced himself unsure of how he should go about doing it, "And uh, this is Demi and Loren."
"Hello Connor," He said, "and Greetings Lady Loren and Lady Demi." Loren turned redder. Demi smiled, back to herself.
"Nice to meet you to."
There was sun on his face as Connor awoke, stretching out cramps from the night before. It was warmer then the previous day, which lightened his mood a little. Looking at his friends he saw that he was the first to get up and so took his time washing his face and hands in the river next to them. Yeah, he admitted that he was a clean freak, but it was something his mother had hammered into him from the day he was born. You feel clean you think clean. There were birds in the air chirping happily, and the forest seemed friendly, although slightly untouchable. Taking it all in Connor had to admit that wherever they were, it was defiantly a nice place, the kind of place where nothing bad ever seemed to happened. Because of this he wasn't scared, just confused, lost and alone, even with his two friends beside him.
After a spell, in which he paced and thought and paced again, he grew tired of waiting for Demi and Loren to wake up. He shook them both, ignoring the complaints. Demi was the first to come around; she had always been a light sleeper. She sat up, and after surveying her surroundings with disappointment, sighed audibly.
"Aw man, it wasn't a dream. Damn." Loren came around just then and chuckled, "I know what you mean, I almost convinced myself it was a nightmare." Connor smirked grimly.
"No such luck." Running a hand through her hair, Demi realized she had an assortment of twigs and things in it.
"Great, just what I need, I always knew those camping freaks were crazy, there's nothing fun about sleeping in the great outdoors." She started to pick her hair clean.
"Well," Loren pointed out, "When they said "great outdoors" I think they meant the great outdoors with UV's and television and propane burners."
Connor then looked them both in the eye and they could feel that he was going to say something important.
"I've been doing some thinking-," He started.
"Whoa, that's surprising," interrupted Demi and ducked as he took a playful swing at her.
"As I was saying, I did some thinking before you guys were awake and I decided that maybe we should keep heading upstream." Rolling her eyes Demi remarked,
"Why should we? It's not like we're going anywhere very fast. In fact, I didn't even know we were heading anywhere in particular."
"What makes you think we should do that?" Loren asked after she was finished.
"You see," Connor explained, "The other two said they met some friends, which I think means these friends must live around here. And if they live around here chance is it'll be by the water." Loren nodded.
"Sounds reasonable."
"Sounds reasonable?" Demi asked irritated, "The only thing that sounds reasonable to me right now is breakfast! Not another long hike to someplace we don't even know is actually there."
"And just yesterday you were complaining about STAYING here." Connor said sarcastically.
"Well I've changed my mind, I don't want to get anymore lost then I already am."
"How can we be lost if we don't know where we were in the first place?" Loren rolled her eyes with emphasis.
"This is totally pointless. Demi, we're leaving. Now." Demi was mumbling something about how no one ever listens to her, when a bush rustled loudly behind them.
"I can't believe your going," said a female voice, "Not when we told you to stay right here." Then to all of their utter shock Alyssa stepped out from the shadows with her hands on her hips disapprovingly.
"A-Alyssa!" Loren stuttered with wide eyes, "Where did you come from?" She just laughed a little devilishly.
"You'll find out." She was dressed in the same outfit as before, all black, with detailed embroidery along the collar and lining the sleeves. The skirt was the same length as well. The only things different were her new boots; they were brown leather and very comfy looking instead of her tiny high heels.
"Nice duds," Demi complimented Alyssa. She smiled, "thanks." After that they all asked as many questions as they could, trying to find out where she had been, how she got here, what she'd been doing. Tactfully none of them had the nerve to ask about Ryan. Still they got no answers, and were all frustrated and angry to some extent in the end. That's when Alyssa checked her wrist as if looking for the time.
"Okay, children that's all the time I have for you today! You can ask questions on my business hours, 8:00 till 9:00. Until then bu-bye." She motioned them to follow her. "Just kidding, but we have to get a move on, we have someone waiting for us in the woods."
They began to trek nosily past branches and ferns and other strange but fascinating plants. Connor tried to keep to himself but couldn't help his curiosity. Besides, he reasoned, curiosity killed the cat not the human.
"So," He fastened his pace to move up beside Alyssa, "Who exactly is waiting for us?" She looked at him from the corner of her eye. "His name is Legolas, he was the one who found me and HIM." She didn't say Ryan's name. 'So She's still mad at him' Connor thought amusedly.
"I have to warn you though," she went on, "He's a little odd." She turned to Demi, "Damned hot! But still odd….. Take this: he thinks he's immortal." Demi raised a slender eyebrow.
"Yeah, exactly. Oh and don't be all freaked at their clothing, they look like they just stepped out of the middle ages. They talk like it to." She made a face, "try talking to them, communicating is a big hassle. You can't use any kind of modern slang or jargon."
"Sounds tough," Loren commented from behind. Soon they came to a path that looked like an animal trail. Alyssa stopped for a moment, and then after muttering, "right" turned down hill. Soon they spotted someone up ahead.
"Here we go," She murmured. She coughed once or twice, clearing her throat.
"Hello!" She called out. The man nodded. "I found my friends!" He nodded again. When they got up real close Connor could see him in better detail. He was tall and trim, like a dancer might be, armed with a bow and arrows. Connor chocked down a little laugh, Legolas looked JUST like he had walked out of some Robin Hood, Men in Tights, parody. Sure a little fancier, a little better looking…. But still. When Legolas turned his head, Connor spotted his ears, tipped at the end. He decided Alyssa was right, he was a bit odd, and maybe if Connor were a girl he might think he was also cute. Demi and Loren sure seemed to think so, he noted out of the corner of his eye. They were standing a little crookedly, shifting from side to side. Loren was blushing and he felt a twinge of jealously before firmly pushing it away.
"My name is Connor," He introduced himself unsure of how he should go about doing it, "And uh, this is Demi and Loren."
"Hello Connor," He said, "and Greetings Lady Loren and Lady Demi." Loren turned redder. Demi smiled, back to herself.
"Nice to meet you to."