Yes, hello I'm back again. I know I haven't updated in like a bazillion
years but my computer crashed and then Microsoft Word wouldn't work and
then I was on vacation but what do you care? Yeah so I'm sorry to anyone
who felt uh.violent towards me for not getting this chapter up sooner. And
I'm sorry to anyone who was hoping this story was going to be serious from
now on. Because this chapter is awfully silly. And to whomever asked the
question 'Why did chapter 8 include the phrase "Where Kate doesn't try"?'
Well, that's because (believe it or not) my actual name is not Swim Freak
but in fact Kate, short for Kathryn *shudder*. I have evil parents. Yeah
well, here's the new chapter! Be excited!!! *growl* er..I mean uh..*smiles
sweetly and quietly backs away*
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"We have to go ba-" Niko started when Sandry appeared, looking like her usual self, hair brushed and neat and she was even smiling a little, her eyes were just a bit puffy.
"Niko, I heard what was going on and I refuse to go back until we've fixed the problem here." Her eyes blazed with amusement as she added: "The duchess has spoken."
"WHAT?!" Daja and Tris shrieked
"Well, she didn't waste anytime getting used to her position." Briar muttered
'Oh shut up plant boy. I know you want to stay.' Sandry snapped her mind-voice betraying contempt
'Oh and you don't?' He shot back
'To help with the problem, Briar.'
'Yeah. I'm sure.'
Neal didn't notice how the two mages were glaring at each other; he simply stared lovingly at Sandry and thought *And now you're a Duchess. How fitting. I lub you!* though (with out realizing it) he had said "I lub you!" Out loud. And he said 'lub' not 'love' with made it all the more sappy and humiliating. Everyone turned to stare at the strange boy who had just proclaimed his love to an unknown person (or thing or animal or cheese *ahem* oh.sorry) Anyways, Neal had no idea why everyone was looking at him so strangely. *I am wearing pants.right?* he quickly looked down and was relieved to find he was fully clothed. After a few seconds of dismissing other thoughts (I'm not wearing a dress, I didn't grow a tail, I'm not balding, etc, etc) he finally asked,
"Why are you all looking at me?"
"Do we have to respond to that?" Daja asked, turning her back towards Neal "I think it's best to let it lie." Tris said lightly and everyone gave earnest nods of agreement, save for Neal who didn't know whether to be hurt, mad, or grateful. He settled on confused.
"So," Sandry started, purposely changing the subject "What's our next order of business?"
"Shouldn't you be telling us, Duchess?" Briar said sarcastically
"That is enough out of you, Briar! I positively hate you sometimes!" Sandry shrieked and everyone gasped and looked at her. But Sandry took no notice she simply continued to yell at Briar "So I'm a Duchess now! Does that bother you?! I didn't even want to be the fucking Duchess but I AM! And I have to deal with it! But you don't, Briar, so if I bother you so much why don't you just STOP TALKING TO ME!?!?" She glared at Briar, who just stood there with his mouth open, for a good while after her little fit and then smoothed her hair and turned to the others.
"I'm sorry for my behavior just now. I know that's not the way I should act but the thief boy was asking for it." She gave a little sigh, "Now, can we get back to business?"
Daja and Tris grinned at each other "I didn't know you had it in you." Daja said smiling
"If only you could see the look on your face right now, Briar." Tris laughed
"You rock." Neal said admiringly
Niko smiled "Shall we meet with the King and discuss the problem now, Sandry?"
"Yes, I should think so." She said coolly and everyone walked to the throne room. Except of course for Briar who hadn't yet moved.
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A deep voice rumbled from a dark figure leaning over a fire, "They don't suspect a thing." The figure chuckled to itself in an unsettling way and grinned evilly at the figures of our mage friends glowed in the flames. But it stopped at the sound of Neal's voice, which sounded smaller and higher that it really was,
"Are we going to defeat the immortals now?" he squeaked. This caused another peal of distressing cackles from the figure. As the laugher died down to chuckles it said,
"All in good time, Sir Nealan, all in good time."
A/N: HAHAHA! Haha! It's another cliffy and who knows WHEN I'll update?!?!!? *cackles evilly* I'm Satan. BYE!
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"We have to go ba-" Niko started when Sandry appeared, looking like her usual self, hair brushed and neat and she was even smiling a little, her eyes were just a bit puffy.
"Niko, I heard what was going on and I refuse to go back until we've fixed the problem here." Her eyes blazed with amusement as she added: "The duchess has spoken."
"WHAT?!" Daja and Tris shrieked
"Well, she didn't waste anytime getting used to her position." Briar muttered
'Oh shut up plant boy. I know you want to stay.' Sandry snapped her mind-voice betraying contempt
'Oh and you don't?' He shot back
'To help with the problem, Briar.'
'Yeah. I'm sure.'
Neal didn't notice how the two mages were glaring at each other; he simply stared lovingly at Sandry and thought *And now you're a Duchess. How fitting. I lub you!* though (with out realizing it) he had said "I lub you!" Out loud. And he said 'lub' not 'love' with made it all the more sappy and humiliating. Everyone turned to stare at the strange boy who had just proclaimed his love to an unknown person (or thing or animal or cheese *ahem* oh.sorry) Anyways, Neal had no idea why everyone was looking at him so strangely. *I am wearing pants.right?* he quickly looked down and was relieved to find he was fully clothed. After a few seconds of dismissing other thoughts (I'm not wearing a dress, I didn't grow a tail, I'm not balding, etc, etc) he finally asked,
"Why are you all looking at me?"
"Do we have to respond to that?" Daja asked, turning her back towards Neal "I think it's best to let it lie." Tris said lightly and everyone gave earnest nods of agreement, save for Neal who didn't know whether to be hurt, mad, or grateful. He settled on confused.
"So," Sandry started, purposely changing the subject "What's our next order of business?"
"Shouldn't you be telling us, Duchess?" Briar said sarcastically
"That is enough out of you, Briar! I positively hate you sometimes!" Sandry shrieked and everyone gasped and looked at her. But Sandry took no notice she simply continued to yell at Briar "So I'm a Duchess now! Does that bother you?! I didn't even want to be the fucking Duchess but I AM! And I have to deal with it! But you don't, Briar, so if I bother you so much why don't you just STOP TALKING TO ME!?!?" She glared at Briar, who just stood there with his mouth open, for a good while after her little fit and then smoothed her hair and turned to the others.
"I'm sorry for my behavior just now. I know that's not the way I should act but the thief boy was asking for it." She gave a little sigh, "Now, can we get back to business?"
Daja and Tris grinned at each other "I didn't know you had it in you." Daja said smiling
"If only you could see the look on your face right now, Briar." Tris laughed
"You rock." Neal said admiringly
Niko smiled "Shall we meet with the King and discuss the problem now, Sandry?"
"Yes, I should think so." She said coolly and everyone walked to the throne room. Except of course for Briar who hadn't yet moved.
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A deep voice rumbled from a dark figure leaning over a fire, "They don't suspect a thing." The figure chuckled to itself in an unsettling way and grinned evilly at the figures of our mage friends glowed in the flames. But it stopped at the sound of Neal's voice, which sounded smaller and higher that it really was,
"Are we going to defeat the immortals now?" he squeaked. This caused another peal of distressing cackles from the figure. As the laugher died down to chuckles it said,
"All in good time, Sir Nealan, all in good time."
A/N: HAHAHA! Haha! It's another cliffy and who knows WHEN I'll update?!?!!? *cackles evilly* I'm Satan. BYE!