Disclaimer: Do I really have to do this again? You know I don't own TLW.
A/N: I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! :) sorry... i'm happy... exams are over! and quite frankly, i don't care how well i did... all's i know is that i'm done! :) okey... now that that's done... i just wanted to give a big thanx to you ppls who are taking the time (all of i dunno... one-two minutes *grin*) to review... you can't imagine how happy i get when i see a review... specially from authors of fics that i LOVE!!! Just the fact that you're even bothering to read my little fic overwhelms me! As i promised, chapter 5, with a little action in it too. (gasp!) Something that i have noticed is that my writing style has kinda taken a nose-dive... I'm not exactly sure why. But i'll work on that. Oh. And i'm not too happy with this chapter... so i might take the weekend to fix it up... but since i'm in a good mood.. i decided to celebrate by posting this anywayz... hope it's not too horrible.
A/N2: are ppl still even reading this??? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!! they're keeping me from giving up on this fic... cuz i really don't know where i want this to go anymore... i mean, i have an idea.. but... feedback is always appreciated!
A/N3: one more thing... i upped the rating...(not by much).... but yah. ... uh... i'll shut up now... :)
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Veronica and Malone headed out to meet their friends by the elevator. Challenger was already sitting by the kitchen table indulging himself in some brandy. "Finally those two have decided to return." He turned his head to the elevator and called out, "I asked you two to collect some plants in the morning! What on earth took you so long?" He took another sip of brandy.
"Knowing those two, they were probably too busy in a heated lover's spat to even notice the sun go down." Ned whispered to Veronica.
"Ned!" Veronica exclaimed and jokingly punched him lightly in the shoulder.
"What? It's probably true. Either that, or they were too busy doing something else…" Wiggling his eyebrows and smiling innocently, he went to pour himself a glass of brandy.
"Ned, your mind is in the gutter."
"Who me?" He pointed to himself and pretended to be shocked. "I was just implying that maybe they stopped off to collect rocks, what were YOU thinking, Veronica?" He playfully nudged her.
As Roxton entered the elevator with Marguerite still over his shoulder he yelled up, "We would have been back sooner if it weren't for her! Blasted woman decided that she wanted to get lost for the entire day!"
She continued to squirm, and Roxton was struggling to keep her still. Suddenly her foot successfully connected with his stomach. "For crying out loud, woman! You just kicked me in the stomach!" His voice echoed throughout the tree house.
Veronica couldn't help but giggle at Roxton's outburst. "I wonder what exactly they're up to."
"Probably still having their little spat."
Challenger looked up. "Sounds more like a wrestling match down there. I think I'll retire for the night." And with that, the professor decided to exit before he was an unwilling spectator to a fistfight.
"I think I'm going to stay a little longer. Maybe she'll slug him!" Ned laughed.
"Ned. I can't believe you! I, for one don't want to be around to see those two at each other's throats. And you shouldn't either." She looked on disapprovingly.
"But it makes for good entertainment, Veronica."
"Malone…" She warned. Having no other choice, the reported decided to go to bed.
"Fine. But you must know I'm throwing away a great opportunity for a hilarious story…"
"I demand that you release me at once! The King would highly disapprove of this unruly behaviour! I'm warning you if you don't put me down this instant…"
Sick and tired of Marguerite's non-stop babbling, he clamped his hand over her mouth. *Ah, the blessed sound of silence.* He closed his eyes and sighed. Until he felt a sharp stabbing sensation in his hand. His eyes darted to his hand which had suddenly gained a fresh set of teeth marks.
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Marguerite looked up into the sky. *Great. The sun's gone down. And where in God's name is Roxton. Bloody fool! If he left without me…* She was interrupted by the sound of a snapping twig. Her head jerked up and she was suddenly very alert. "Roxton?" Her voice barely above a whisper. She heard another twig snap on the other side of her. *This can't be good.* It was definitely NOT Roxton. "Whoever or whatever is out there, you better watch it. I'm not afraid to use this." She said as she waved her gun in the air. But before she even realized it, she was grabbed from behind. A strong arm pulled her hand forcibly behind her back, causing the gun to fall to the ground. Another hand was clamped over her mouth.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing all alone in the forest? Huh? It's not safe for a lady to be out wandering at night unaccompanied." His breath reeked of a foul stench and Marguerite had to suppress the bile from rising in her throat.
Four other men emerged from their hiding places. *Where was Roxton when she needed him?* Before the others could come any closer she decided that it was now or never. She bit hard onto the hand of her attacker and stomped hard on his foot. She turned and tried to bolt down the forest. But she wasn't fast enough. Another pair of arms reached for her. She kicked and screamed at the top of her lungs. If she was going down, she wasn't going to go without a fight. But there were too many of them, and their strength far outweighed hers. One forced her to the ground.
"She's a feisty one, isn't she? Let's use that energy for something else, shall we?" His face sneered at her and she fought to keep her tears from shedding. As the man tore her blouse she continued to fight his groping hands and with one last effort she screamed for help. She closed her eyes in terror at the inevitable.
Suddenly she heard a groan and the sounds of a struggle. Her eyes snapped open. Roxton! But to her surprise she saw a blond woman punch her attacker while a flock of other men were also fighting with the other attackers. Roxton, however, was nowhere to be found.
Once all the attackers were lying unconscious, the woman walked towards her. Marguerite's eyes were flush with tears, making it extremely difficult to see. She noted the strange clothing the woman and men were wearing. It reminded her of the fantasy stories of Robin Hood and his Merry Men in jolly old England. As her saviour approached, she opened her mouth to vocalize her undying gratitude until her eyes focussed on the face of the woman. She sputtered in total shock, "Veronica???…."
TBC...
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What's going on? There are TWO Marguerites???? hee hee.. that outta make Roxton happy *grin*... either that, or drive him to insanity. lol! alright. i'm strange... but i blame the heat! i wish i had air-con!!! anywho... reviews would be great! remember... flames = marshmellows = yum
btw, CrimsonCat i didn't even notice that little triple rhyming thingy... when i went back to see what you were talking about i laughed out loud...!!! and i'm not changing it either.. i think it's funny. :)
the little rectangular button's just down there... begging you to click and then review... ;)
A/N: I'M FREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! :) sorry... i'm happy... exams are over! and quite frankly, i don't care how well i did... all's i know is that i'm done! :) okey... now that that's done... i just wanted to give a big thanx to you ppls who are taking the time (all of i dunno... one-two minutes *grin*) to review... you can't imagine how happy i get when i see a review... specially from authors of fics that i LOVE!!! Just the fact that you're even bothering to read my little fic overwhelms me! As i promised, chapter 5, with a little action in it too. (gasp!) Something that i have noticed is that my writing style has kinda taken a nose-dive... I'm not exactly sure why. But i'll work on that. Oh. And i'm not too happy with this chapter... so i might take the weekend to fix it up... but since i'm in a good mood.. i decided to celebrate by posting this anywayz... hope it's not too horrible.
A/N2: are ppl still even reading this??? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!! they're keeping me from giving up on this fic... cuz i really don't know where i want this to go anymore... i mean, i have an idea.. but... feedback is always appreciated!
A/N3: one more thing... i upped the rating...(not by much).... but yah. ... uh... i'll shut up now... :)
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Veronica and Malone headed out to meet their friends by the elevator. Challenger was already sitting by the kitchen table indulging himself in some brandy. "Finally those two have decided to return." He turned his head to the elevator and called out, "I asked you two to collect some plants in the morning! What on earth took you so long?" He took another sip of brandy.
"Knowing those two, they were probably too busy in a heated lover's spat to even notice the sun go down." Ned whispered to Veronica.
"Ned!" Veronica exclaimed and jokingly punched him lightly in the shoulder.
"What? It's probably true. Either that, or they were too busy doing something else…" Wiggling his eyebrows and smiling innocently, he went to pour himself a glass of brandy.
"Ned, your mind is in the gutter."
"Who me?" He pointed to himself and pretended to be shocked. "I was just implying that maybe they stopped off to collect rocks, what were YOU thinking, Veronica?" He playfully nudged her.
As Roxton entered the elevator with Marguerite still over his shoulder he yelled up, "We would have been back sooner if it weren't for her! Blasted woman decided that she wanted to get lost for the entire day!"
She continued to squirm, and Roxton was struggling to keep her still. Suddenly her foot successfully connected with his stomach. "For crying out loud, woman! You just kicked me in the stomach!" His voice echoed throughout the tree house.
Veronica couldn't help but giggle at Roxton's outburst. "I wonder what exactly they're up to."
"Probably still having their little spat."
Challenger looked up. "Sounds more like a wrestling match down there. I think I'll retire for the night." And with that, the professor decided to exit before he was an unwilling spectator to a fistfight.
"I think I'm going to stay a little longer. Maybe she'll slug him!" Ned laughed.
"Ned. I can't believe you! I, for one don't want to be around to see those two at each other's throats. And you shouldn't either." She looked on disapprovingly.
"But it makes for good entertainment, Veronica."
"Malone…" She warned. Having no other choice, the reported decided to go to bed.
"Fine. But you must know I'm throwing away a great opportunity for a hilarious story…"
"I demand that you release me at once! The King would highly disapprove of this unruly behaviour! I'm warning you if you don't put me down this instant…"
Sick and tired of Marguerite's non-stop babbling, he clamped his hand over her mouth. *Ah, the blessed sound of silence.* He closed his eyes and sighed. Until he felt a sharp stabbing sensation in his hand. His eyes darted to his hand which had suddenly gained a fresh set of teeth marks.
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Marguerite looked up into the sky. *Great. The sun's gone down. And where in God's name is Roxton. Bloody fool! If he left without me…* She was interrupted by the sound of a snapping twig. Her head jerked up and she was suddenly very alert. "Roxton?" Her voice barely above a whisper. She heard another twig snap on the other side of her. *This can't be good.* It was definitely NOT Roxton. "Whoever or whatever is out there, you better watch it. I'm not afraid to use this." She said as she waved her gun in the air. But before she even realized it, she was grabbed from behind. A strong arm pulled her hand forcibly behind her back, causing the gun to fall to the ground. Another hand was clamped over her mouth.
"What's a pretty thing like you doing all alone in the forest? Huh? It's not safe for a lady to be out wandering at night unaccompanied." His breath reeked of a foul stench and Marguerite had to suppress the bile from rising in her throat.
Four other men emerged from their hiding places. *Where was Roxton when she needed him?* Before the others could come any closer she decided that it was now or never. She bit hard onto the hand of her attacker and stomped hard on his foot. She turned and tried to bolt down the forest. But she wasn't fast enough. Another pair of arms reached for her. She kicked and screamed at the top of her lungs. If she was going down, she wasn't going to go without a fight. But there were too many of them, and their strength far outweighed hers. One forced her to the ground.
"She's a feisty one, isn't she? Let's use that energy for something else, shall we?" His face sneered at her and she fought to keep her tears from shedding. As the man tore her blouse she continued to fight his groping hands and with one last effort she screamed for help. She closed her eyes in terror at the inevitable.
Suddenly she heard a groan and the sounds of a struggle. Her eyes snapped open. Roxton! But to her surprise she saw a blond woman punch her attacker while a flock of other men were also fighting with the other attackers. Roxton, however, was nowhere to be found.
Once all the attackers were lying unconscious, the woman walked towards her. Marguerite's eyes were flush with tears, making it extremely difficult to see. She noted the strange clothing the woman and men were wearing. It reminded her of the fantasy stories of Robin Hood and his Merry Men in jolly old England. As her saviour approached, she opened her mouth to vocalize her undying gratitude until her eyes focussed on the face of the woman. She sputtered in total shock, "Veronica???…."
TBC...
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What's going on? There are TWO Marguerites???? hee hee.. that outta make Roxton happy *grin*... either that, or drive him to insanity. lol! alright. i'm strange... but i blame the heat! i wish i had air-con!!! anywho... reviews would be great! remember... flames = marshmellows = yum
btw, CrimsonCat i didn't even notice that little triple rhyming thingy... when i went back to see what you were talking about i laughed out loud...!!! and i'm not changing it either.. i think it's funny. :)
the little rectangular button's just down there... begging you to click and then review... ;)