*Burning Roses.*
*A Beauty and The Beast story.*
Rating: Pg-13Pairings: None yet.
Genre: Romance, Humor, Drama. And action (I think).
Disclaimer: Please, for the love of God, read the first chapter's disclaimer and keep it in your mind.
Summary: :: Blinks at the sudden appearance of horses. Twiddles thumbs then looks around slowly. Coast is clear. Grins then Glomps horses, with a gleeful cackle.:: Oh, and coffee too. Some one out there likes me. THANKIES.
*Ahem * Anywhoo, Duo drags Wufei and Quatre into a game he calls "Hide and Peep." The victim and/or target: Serena.
You know, someone should have told them that it would be very detrimental to their health if they crossed paths with a nakkie Serena.
Relena's in here somewhere too. So is the Beast- man.
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Chapter Six.
Duo looked to his left at Quatre, who was a still at little out of it, then he glanced to his right at a disturbed Wufei. He returned his eyes to the immense and nondescript door mutely.
Abruptly, he grinned. Now, I'm sure any such grin would not warrant much interest from my readers, but this particular grin is…well, to say the least Wufei was now inching way away from Duo with a look of suspicion and not just a little bit of fear. And, Ladies, I'd advise you to get some napkins. Or maybe even a few towels. You're drooling.
Clapping his hands together gleefully, Duo reached over to Quatre and jabbed him one in the miniscule ribs, with a mirthful cackle. Poke. Poke. "I've got a plan."
Wufei was now afraid. Very Afraid. And Quatre would be too, if he wasn't too busy counting little blue birdies flying circles around his head. And considering his size, he was most likely trying to convince said birds that he was not food.
But, not to worry. This writer is not a sadist. At least not where cute little fairies are concerned. With people I don't like….well…
Duo jabbed Quatre again, and the little blonde fairy bid the birdie bye-bye and an 'I won't miss you.' Two large blue eyes opened slowly, slightly dazed and confused. But that was to be expected. Three too many stomps for the mini man.
" She's a keeper." Duo declared, " And, we're going to play a little game I like to call, "Hide and peep."
Quatre and Wufei exchanged doomed glances, as Duo grabbed each by their scruffs and they all vanished. Only the echoes of Duo's mini witch cackle was left to proclaim their presence.
That and Quatre's "Oh, Allah….we should not be doing this."
Quatre's and Wufei's stomachs had that sudden sinking feeling. You know, the ones where you know something s going to happen. Something very bad. And, judging by how far said organs had plummeted, said bad happening was bound to be fatal in some way. Duo ignored it all.
Serena sighed, leaning her head back to rest against the well thought out curve in the tubs side, perfect for resting one's head. Duh. But, the bonus was; it was padded. Oh, lovely. She could have died then and there and have been happy. Not, that she wanted to die, mind you. She didn't. It was a firm belief of hers that she was too young to die. Hence her reasons for not diving down Beast's throat when the opportunity had arisen. Rather, she had stuffed her own face.
Opening her eyes with a languid laziness, Serena's focus came to rest on the ceiling. Five seconds passed, before what she saw registered with her hazy mind.
Things suddenly snapped back into sharp focus with startling clarity.
For guess who should be attached to said ceiling that was painted to a lovely mural by the way, but that is not relevant. Oh, yes, you guessed correctly.
Three little fairies hanging from the roof. I kid you not, this is no spoof.
Quatre was busy staunching his nosebleed, and for a moment, her concern for him out weighed her anger at them. He did look like he was about to implode. It didn't look to be a pleasant demise. And, she could hear the words, "Allah, forgive me."
Wufei was staring at a wall in the far side of the bathroom, red as a cherry, and muttering what she assumed to be prayers. Not that that was going to save him from Serena's righteous wrath. She is woman; hear her roar and all that.
But, Duo. Well, he was looking at her in what appeared to be holy terror.
Serena gave into her best creepy, sadistic grin, making sure to bare her fangs (which, by all rights, hadn't been there before, and should not be there now, but I digress. It plays up the drama.) at them all.
Quatre looked down at her, his eyes rolled back into his head and he dropped from his bat perch like a fly hopped up on what us Future generations will later call Raid™. Works like a charm. Even fairies get the drop from it.
Erm, yes, well, anyway.
Catching the limp fairy in a towel that had been strategically placed to her left, She glared up at the remaining two fairies. Quatre was obviously an innocent that had been a casualty of Duo's, she wagered, charms.
Wufei's prayers doubled in their intensity. But, then I doubt even Nataku had the power or grace of will to save him now.
"Well. I should hope you have a valid reason for being in my chambers, Duo? Otherwise I have two words for you and your friend there; Target Practice. And Maybe: Over Kill. Or; Dead Meat.Or: Fish Fodder. You get my drift, yes?"
Duo gulped. Serena heard it. And, she reveled in the fear she had created; she'd never put the fear of God into anyone before. It felt good. She felt a power trip coming on.
Out side, Beast was prowling. He did that when he was angry. Or he had to think. Or the fairies had taken a joy ride on his nerves. Again. Or, well, you get the gist of it, yes?
He often just prowled to enjoy the rush of adrenaline from the hunt, and watching small, defenseless critters go nanners and fall all over themselves trying to get away from him. It was amusing. One time, a wild pig had run strait into a tree. Neck broken on impact. Easy kill. Very funny.
His prey for the moment happened to be a small doe. A very appetizing Doe, if he did so himself. Which, he did.
And, the atmosphere was perfect, quiet. Just a background thing. Only the doe and he existed.
Well, that is until two screams -carried from the castle on a wind that came from somewhere, to his ears, which sounded like mice, by the way. They were followed by an inane cackle fit enough to grind bones, which was probably why whoever it was screamed in the first place.
The silence shattered like glass about him. And the doe put her nice meaty hind quarters to good use and amscrayed, bounding into the dense forest gracefully.
Scowling, Beast turned back to the Castle and tweaked a bit of magic to transport him to the screams. He was curious as to see who was being tortured, though he had a good idea of who it was already.
He also had a good idea of who was doing the torturing, and wondered how she had gotten to his dungeon. Much less dragged those fairies down there in the first place. He'd known there was something screwy about that girl. At least the other one had fainted. That was normal.
What he came upon was not what he had expected, to say the least. Nooooooo, he thought. Seeing Serena securely, try saying that ten times I dare you, wrapped in a towel and brandishing a pea-shooter she got from God-knows-where and chasing down two squealing fairies was not what he had expected at all. He'd expected the woman to have three fairies tied to a rack down in the dungeon wearing a dominatrix outfit and experimenting with the latest torture devices he had in stalk; reason being they came in handy for dissuading nosey surfs when they deemed in worthy to check out the " Creepy gothic, but otherwise loaded, castle."
Thus, he was adequately startled by the towel-wrapped-warrior-woman, still wet by the way, taking pot shots at the fellow cursee's of the castle. Any other time, he might have been amused. But this was just way to weird for him, than you very much.
"What the hell is going on?" He roared, his larger size giving aid by carrying his voice well over the screams and such.
Time didn't exactly stop on a shilling, but they did. Three beings froze and blinked up at him. One in relief, One meekly and inching away from the last one who was still pretty much in an indignant rage and looking like a certain sea goddess hell bent on making two afore mention persons pay for something or other.
Shaking the pea-shooter at the two fairies, Serena held the towel to her tightly, "Oh, I'll tell you what's been going on! These two perverts have desecrated my maidenhood with their ogling eyes. And, I fully intend to take my vengeance upon them for corrupting my virtue."
Beast balked. Oh, well that's understandable. After all, had he of not been covered by fur and such and had been bathing when someone or other decided to drop in on him and peep he would have done the same thing. All though, there would have been more broken bones involved.
"Very well then. Carry on."
Serena smiled at him. It was not a very nice smile, and Beast involuntarily shuddered. Bad things seemed to happen when she smiled like that. "Thank you."
See Duo careen squealing from the room, a terrified Wufei hot on his trail with a gleefully cackling Serena waving around the pea-shooter like a trigger happy lunatic frothing at the mouth. Only, she wasn't frothing. Yet.
See Beast shake his head, and say something to the plant beside him.
"Things are bound to be interesting with her around." The plant deigned it better to keep it's silence.
Relena stared around her room in apparent awe. (Shudder) Never had she seen such lovely shades of pink (twitch). And the frills…..th..they were just so… ( gag, twitch) hea… venly, and oh so ( falls over, eyes x-ed out.)……………………………………………………………………………….ugh.
Heart beat.
Heart beat.
Cleared throat as a small man with a rather distracting eye twitch steps into the sudden spot light, the back ground scene frozen. He striated his tie and reaches into his pockets to take of some note cards.
"{ Management: Due to several technical and mental difficulties, the Author has fallen in a coma, and will not be writing for the rest of this chapter. We apologize for this error. However, We would like to take this time to inform you that she will be fine in a few hours. Until this time, our fervent prayers for her speedy recovery are with her. We would also like to inform you that Relena will no longer be appearing in her *Pink * room, for it cause several fluxuations in the Author's mental state. Again, we apologize.
Thank you, Management.
P.S. Will whoever left the mug, with the acorn on it, on the desk beside the Computer please retrieve it. Perhaps you should also refill it with double espresso with a caramel swizzle for when the Author comes around. She has the strangest tastes. Thank you.
P.S.S. Also, the management thanks you on behalf of the Author for the "Lovely horses." And "How did you know?" Aside from the obvious of course. She can really be quite dim when she puts her mind to it. Again, thank you. }"
Nervous Wreck, for lack of a better name, pockets the notes, bows then runs off stage screaming.
Chapter End.
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