A/N: SO I know I haven't updated in a longggggggg time but, really who does
have the time. I promise I will finish this fic... somewhere in far future.
But from now to then I'll try to update all I can. And to the people who
reviewed thanks so much, it means a lot to me! Oh and if someone comments
I'll comment on one of their stories and if someone makes me one of their
favorite authors or this story on of their favorites then I'll do the same
to them. Oh yes my spellchecker is broken so please excuse any mistakes.
Now on to the story....
Disclaimer: Need I say it?
"Hey Owen! They're here!" Kel her a clear voice call. Drowsily she raised her head to view the speaker, or rather, yeller.
She surveyed Seaver with a relived look plastered on his face. A muffled cry came out from the shrubs as Owen, boasting a dirtied gray tunic strugged from the braches steady grasp.
Kel cuffed Neal lightly on the head to awaken him. "Whassdamatter!" Neal muttered groggily. "Wake up Queenscove!" Kel barked in a reply.
"What are you guys doing here?" Seaver exclaimed, in more of a statement then a question. Neal grunted and Kel took the opprtunity to answer for him.
"Oh we're just having the grandest party." Kel replied dryly. Owen sent her a confused glare. "WE WERE LOST!" Kel all but whispered.
Neal jumped at this and fully woke.
"Oh." Owen stated blandly.
"So you can get us out of here, right?" Neal directed his inquiry toward Seaver. "Yeah sure we came from right over.... Owen, where did we come from?" Seaver said uncertaintly.
"I dunno...." Owen answered after her spun around, searching.
Kel slapped her foredhead, "Mithros spare me, you dimwitts can't get us out of here?"
"Heh-heh..........ha.....ha....ho.......AHHHHHH!!!!" Seaver began yelling when Kel lunged for him.
A/N: If you want more, I'll have to get a lot of reviews! Thanks so much everyone!
Until Later,
Oke
Disclaimer: Need I say it?
"Hey Owen! They're here!" Kel her a clear voice call. Drowsily she raised her head to view the speaker, or rather, yeller.
She surveyed Seaver with a relived look plastered on his face. A muffled cry came out from the shrubs as Owen, boasting a dirtied gray tunic strugged from the braches steady grasp.
Kel cuffed Neal lightly on the head to awaken him. "Whassdamatter!" Neal muttered groggily. "Wake up Queenscove!" Kel barked in a reply.
"What are you guys doing here?" Seaver exclaimed, in more of a statement then a question. Neal grunted and Kel took the opprtunity to answer for him.
"Oh we're just having the grandest party." Kel replied dryly. Owen sent her a confused glare. "WE WERE LOST!" Kel all but whispered.
Neal jumped at this and fully woke.
"Oh." Owen stated blandly.
"So you can get us out of here, right?" Neal directed his inquiry toward Seaver. "Yeah sure we came from right over.... Owen, where did we come from?" Seaver said uncertaintly.
"I dunno...." Owen answered after her spun around, searching.
Kel slapped her foredhead, "Mithros spare me, you dimwitts can't get us out of here?"
"Heh-heh..........ha.....ha....ho.......AHHHHHH!!!!" Seaver began yelling when Kel lunged for him.
A/N: If you want more, I'll have to get a lot of reviews! Thanks so much everyone!
Until Later,
Oke
