A/N: HI!!!!!!!!! Updating again (lucky you, lol).
Thanx to Starose and psycho bird-man for telling me what the right word was (predecessor). You cannot imagine how loud I laughed (and how stupid I felt) when I read those reviews. Typical me, thinking I know the word and then being totally off. So anyway, in the previous chapter the word is PREDECESSOR not PROCESSOR, and you will find it edited if you should read chapter 11 again (though I can't imagine why you would want to).
Son of Dandin: Thanks for the idea, I had never thought about that before, it would probably make a great story, maybe for my next one, as this is already completed (just not all posted.)
Just so you all know, this chapter takes place three days after the previous.
CHAPTER 12: Meet the Parents
Never in his wildest dreams would Matthias have expected a party. For him. He lay awake almost an hour after the festivities had ended, reflecting on the night. It had been a small affair, with only the closest of his friends attending. The night had been one of the best of his life. He had laughed and joked with them all; there was never a dull moment.
The soft creak of the door brought Matthias out of this reflections.
"I do hope you had fun." It was Cornflower.
"Yes, it was wonderful. One of the best nights of my life, easily," he replied, sitting up.
"That's good. I wasn't sure if it would stress you out more or not, luckily it didn't," she replied, sitting next to him.
"Have I been stressed lately?"
"I don't know, but it seems like it. Not to b rude, or anything, just- -"
"I know what you mean. Oh- good news- the gatehouse will be finished soon with any luck."
"Great! Then we'll be able to free up this dormitory for some other beast!"
"Hmmm, aye. I'm going to turn in now, I'm very tired," he said sleepily.
"Okay, see you in the morning," she said, kissing him.
*******
A very jubilant Cornflower awakened Matthias the next morning. "Matthias, wake up! Come on Mr. Sleeping Warrior! Stop your snoring so we can get breakfast," she said, massaging his shoulders.
"Imasleep. Lemme sleep. I'm tired," he said, his words slurred with sleep.
"No. Hotcakes with maple cream for breakfast. Please?" When he remained motionless, Cornflower knelt down next to his side of the bed and tickled his ears. "We're going to my parents place in the woodlands today, remember?"
"Okay, I'll get up in a minute."
Satisfied that he wasn't going to fall asleep again, Cornflower went down to Friar Hugo and got a plate for him. When she returned, she found him still under the covers.
"Matthias," she said in a singsong voice, "wake up!"
"I am awake. Even dressed."
"Okay. I brought you breakfast so we wouldn't have to wait."
After Matthias ate, the pair set off into Mossflower Woods. They reached Cornflower's former home in less then an hour. It wasn't far from St. Ninian's, where the Churchmouse family lived. After the war, Cornflower chose to stay at Redwall rather then going back home.
"Knock knock, anyone home?" called Cornflower when they reached the door, opening it and walking in.
"Cornflower! We certainly weren't expecting you!" exclaimed her mother, hugging her.
"We just decided to stop by. I do hope we aren't intruding."
"Of course not, sweetheart. Why, hello Matthias. I didn't even notice you there, you were so quiet."
"Hello, Mrs. Fieldmouse. I hope you and Mr. Fieldmouse are well?"
"We're wonderful, thank you, Matthias. Are you the escort?" she joked.
"No, ma, um, we, erm, we recently married," interjected Cornflower.
Tears came to Mrs. Fieldmouse's eyes upon hearing this. She gave Matthias a huge hug, squeezing him tight. She then turned to Cornflower and did likewise. "Congratulations to you both! This is marvelous news!"
"Congratulations to who?" asked her father, who had just entered the room.
"Cornflower and Matthias, they---" Mrs. Fieldmouse was cut off by her husband, who had already figured out what she meant.
"Wonderful!!! Congratulations!!"
"Thank you, sir."
"I'll have none of this 'sir' business," said Mr. Fieldmouse, laughing his booming laugh. "Please call me Oku, or dad. Either'll do." He hugged them both, as Mrs. Fieldmouse had.
"Come on in. Do you need anything?"
"No thanks."
"I'm fine, ma. I want to show Matthias around, is that alright?"
"Yes, of course dear. Please excuse the mess, Matthias, we're preparing for a party. It's tonight, actually, you will get a chance to see everyone we haven't seen in a while."
"Great! Lets go!" Cornflower exclaimed, pulling Matthias away.
"Your parents seem very pleased to see that you have married," he said quietly once they were out of earshot.
"They have always liked you very much, and I'm sure they're glad I am your wife. Their approval of you is very high."
Matthias smiled at this. He highly doubted that her parents would ever disapprove of any she cared for.
Cornflower continued showing him around. After an hour the house was spectacularly clean and guests started arriving. She was getting re- acquainted with all of her old friends, chatting and catching up. They all seemed very taken with Matthias. By the time all the guests had arrived, he found it hard to get anywhere without being accosted by mousemaids. All of them seemed to have some problem that they found essential that he know about. When Cornflower finally got to him, his face was the color of a tomato.
"I take it you were never told how handsome you are, " she said, shaking with laughter. "I'll have to change that."
"As long as you don't ask me to kiss something that is hurting you."
"Well I can't promise I won't make you kiss me."
" 'S long as it isn't somewhere where you are experiencing pain, I'd be most happy to oblige."
"Lets go back out there. I promise you they will stop when I tell them you are taken, okay?"
"Sure."
She smiled up at him and kissed him lightly. They walked back outside and joined a game of volleyball (A/N: Okay, I know they didn't have games like that in Redwall. Cut me some slack.).
By the end of the night, Matthias was laughing and talking with the guests as if he had grown up with them. He was completely worn outfrom all the running around he had done.
Two hours after nightfall, the party was dwindling down. Only two families remained, and they helped with the cleaning up and bringing all the dishes inside.'
Once they were gone, Mrs. Fieldmouse told Matthias and Cornflower that they were welcome to stay for the night, and set up Cornflower's old room for them.
"Thank you, ma," yawned Cornflower.
"Aye, thanks Mrs. Fieldmouse."
"You're both welcome. And please call me ma or something, Matthias."
"Okay, er, ma."
She smiled at them and left, leaving them to sleep peacefully
A/N: Hi again. Does anyone know how I get my typing to show up bold or in italics? I know that even if you put it in special when you are typing that it doesn't apply on the website, but other then that I am completely clueless. (Did that make sense?)
Thanx to Starose and psycho bird-man for telling me what the right word was (predecessor). You cannot imagine how loud I laughed (and how stupid I felt) when I read those reviews. Typical me, thinking I know the word and then being totally off. So anyway, in the previous chapter the word is PREDECESSOR not PROCESSOR, and you will find it edited if you should read chapter 11 again (though I can't imagine why you would want to).
Son of Dandin: Thanks for the idea, I had never thought about that before, it would probably make a great story, maybe for my next one, as this is already completed (just not all posted.)
Just so you all know, this chapter takes place three days after the previous.
CHAPTER 12: Meet the Parents
Never in his wildest dreams would Matthias have expected a party. For him. He lay awake almost an hour after the festivities had ended, reflecting on the night. It had been a small affair, with only the closest of his friends attending. The night had been one of the best of his life. He had laughed and joked with them all; there was never a dull moment.
The soft creak of the door brought Matthias out of this reflections.
"I do hope you had fun." It was Cornflower.
"Yes, it was wonderful. One of the best nights of my life, easily," he replied, sitting up.
"That's good. I wasn't sure if it would stress you out more or not, luckily it didn't," she replied, sitting next to him.
"Have I been stressed lately?"
"I don't know, but it seems like it. Not to b rude, or anything, just- -"
"I know what you mean. Oh- good news- the gatehouse will be finished soon with any luck."
"Great! Then we'll be able to free up this dormitory for some other beast!"
"Hmmm, aye. I'm going to turn in now, I'm very tired," he said sleepily.
"Okay, see you in the morning," she said, kissing him.
*******
A very jubilant Cornflower awakened Matthias the next morning. "Matthias, wake up! Come on Mr. Sleeping Warrior! Stop your snoring so we can get breakfast," she said, massaging his shoulders.
"Imasleep. Lemme sleep. I'm tired," he said, his words slurred with sleep.
"No. Hotcakes with maple cream for breakfast. Please?" When he remained motionless, Cornflower knelt down next to his side of the bed and tickled his ears. "We're going to my parents place in the woodlands today, remember?"
"Okay, I'll get up in a minute."
Satisfied that he wasn't going to fall asleep again, Cornflower went down to Friar Hugo and got a plate for him. When she returned, she found him still under the covers.
"Matthias," she said in a singsong voice, "wake up!"
"I am awake. Even dressed."
"Okay. I brought you breakfast so we wouldn't have to wait."
After Matthias ate, the pair set off into Mossflower Woods. They reached Cornflower's former home in less then an hour. It wasn't far from St. Ninian's, where the Churchmouse family lived. After the war, Cornflower chose to stay at Redwall rather then going back home.
"Knock knock, anyone home?" called Cornflower when they reached the door, opening it and walking in.
"Cornflower! We certainly weren't expecting you!" exclaimed her mother, hugging her.
"We just decided to stop by. I do hope we aren't intruding."
"Of course not, sweetheart. Why, hello Matthias. I didn't even notice you there, you were so quiet."
"Hello, Mrs. Fieldmouse. I hope you and Mr. Fieldmouse are well?"
"We're wonderful, thank you, Matthias. Are you the escort?" she joked.
"No, ma, um, we, erm, we recently married," interjected Cornflower.
Tears came to Mrs. Fieldmouse's eyes upon hearing this. She gave Matthias a huge hug, squeezing him tight. She then turned to Cornflower and did likewise. "Congratulations to you both! This is marvelous news!"
"Congratulations to who?" asked her father, who had just entered the room.
"Cornflower and Matthias, they---" Mrs. Fieldmouse was cut off by her husband, who had already figured out what she meant.
"Wonderful!!! Congratulations!!"
"Thank you, sir."
"I'll have none of this 'sir' business," said Mr. Fieldmouse, laughing his booming laugh. "Please call me Oku, or dad. Either'll do." He hugged them both, as Mrs. Fieldmouse had.
"Come on in. Do you need anything?"
"No thanks."
"I'm fine, ma. I want to show Matthias around, is that alright?"
"Yes, of course dear. Please excuse the mess, Matthias, we're preparing for a party. It's tonight, actually, you will get a chance to see everyone we haven't seen in a while."
"Great! Lets go!" Cornflower exclaimed, pulling Matthias away.
"Your parents seem very pleased to see that you have married," he said quietly once they were out of earshot.
"They have always liked you very much, and I'm sure they're glad I am your wife. Their approval of you is very high."
Matthias smiled at this. He highly doubted that her parents would ever disapprove of any she cared for.
Cornflower continued showing him around. After an hour the house was spectacularly clean and guests started arriving. She was getting re- acquainted with all of her old friends, chatting and catching up. They all seemed very taken with Matthias. By the time all the guests had arrived, he found it hard to get anywhere without being accosted by mousemaids. All of them seemed to have some problem that they found essential that he know about. When Cornflower finally got to him, his face was the color of a tomato.
"I take it you were never told how handsome you are, " she said, shaking with laughter. "I'll have to change that."
"As long as you don't ask me to kiss something that is hurting you."
"Well I can't promise I won't make you kiss me."
" 'S long as it isn't somewhere where you are experiencing pain, I'd be most happy to oblige."
"Lets go back out there. I promise you they will stop when I tell them you are taken, okay?"
"Sure."
She smiled up at him and kissed him lightly. They walked back outside and joined a game of volleyball (A/N: Okay, I know they didn't have games like that in Redwall. Cut me some slack.).
By the end of the night, Matthias was laughing and talking with the guests as if he had grown up with them. He was completely worn outfrom all the running around he had done.
Two hours after nightfall, the party was dwindling down. Only two families remained, and they helped with the cleaning up and bringing all the dishes inside.'
Once they were gone, Mrs. Fieldmouse told Matthias and Cornflower that they were welcome to stay for the night, and set up Cornflower's old room for them.
"Thank you, ma," yawned Cornflower.
"Aye, thanks Mrs. Fieldmouse."
"You're both welcome. And please call me ma or something, Matthias."
"Okay, er, ma."
She smiled at them and left, leaving them to sleep peacefully
A/N: Hi again. Does anyone know how I get my typing to show up bold or in italics? I know that even if you put it in special when you are typing that it doesn't apply on the website, but other then that I am completely clueless. (Did that make sense?)