No wanna work on story no more.
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Don't mind her.
She's tired."::
Story stupid.
Isaac: ::in blue "Uh...Akiko? Why do you keep writing chapters so late
at night?"::
Don't have time during the day.
Isaac: ::in blue "Oh. Makes sense."::
Chapter 10: Never Travel Without a Jupiter Adept
Felix and Jenna had gone off somewhere, leaving Picard and Sheba
to continue on their own.
"We should be getting to Kalay pretty soon!" Picard said. "I
can't wait!"
"Neither can I!" Sheba smiled.
Which was when the bushes started shaking.
"Stay behind me, Sheba," Picard warned, stepping in front of her
and drawing his sword.
From behind the screen of bushes came...Garet.
"GARET?!" they asked in unison.
"Hi, guys!" Garet smiled. It was definately Garet, he had the
tall spiky hair and everything. "I've been waiting for those cookies, it
sure took you long enough!"
"Sorry," Picard grinned sheepishly, sheathing his sword. "We've
been sort of sidetracked. First we get attacked a lot, and then some
idiot Mercury Adept teleported us all the way back to Lunpa..."
"It's alright," Garet waved it off.
"So, what are you doing out here?" Sheba asked.
"Oh, I thought I'd meet you guys out here and get the cookies
from you," Garet said. "I didn't think you'd want to go all the way to
Kalay just to deliver some cookies."
"But...what about the big Thanksgiving Banquet?" Picard asked.
"Cancelled," Garet shrugged. "Too much competition from the
Bakery Shop."
Sheba looked perplexed. "But if we're not doing the banquet then
why do you need the cookies?"
"I need the recipe," Garet replied. "To beat out the Bakery
Shop. With the cookies of Laveliro, I could really make some great
sales-"
"Wait a minute, you said you didn't need my secret recipe,"
Sheba's eyes narrowed.
"Just give me the cookies!" Garet growled.
"Woah, calm down, Garet," Picard said quickly. "They're just
cookies. Well, Sheba?"
Sheba closed her eyes and cast Mind Read.
"You're not Garet!" she shreiked. "You're an imposter!"
"That's right, little girl," the fake Garet said in a voice that
sounded quite different. "Now, hand over the cookies!"
"No!" Sheba clutched the basket tighter.
"Who are you?" Picard drew his sword and pointed it at the
imposter's neck.
"I am Sean, the world's greatest cook and warrior!" the fake said
haughtily. "And I will have those cookies if it kills me."
"The...greates cook and warrior, huh?" Picard didn't look
impressed. He put his sword away for the second time that day and
stepped to one side. "He's all yours, Sheba."
"Thank you, Picard," Sheba said in a deceptively sweet voice, and
cast Tempest. Sean was pulled up into the twisters and sent flying,
screaming like a little girl the entire time.
"Remind me not to make you mad," Picard said nervously. "And to
never travel without a Jupiter Adept."
'Kay, review and stuff.
Isaac: ::in blue "That was almost a complete sentence"::
Uh huh...why're you writing in blue?
Isaac: ::in blue "I like blue"::
Oh. 'Kay.
Isaac: ::in the happy special rainbow colored marker "Don't mind her.
She's tired."::
Story stupid.
Isaac: ::in blue "Uh...Akiko? Why do you keep writing chapters so late
at night?"::
Don't have time during the day.
Isaac: ::in blue "Oh. Makes sense."::
Chapter 10: Never Travel Without a Jupiter Adept
Felix and Jenna had gone off somewhere, leaving Picard and Sheba
to continue on their own.
"We should be getting to Kalay pretty soon!" Picard said. "I
can't wait!"
"Neither can I!" Sheba smiled.
Which was when the bushes started shaking.
"Stay behind me, Sheba," Picard warned, stepping in front of her
and drawing his sword.
From behind the screen of bushes came...Garet.
"GARET?!" they asked in unison.
"Hi, guys!" Garet smiled. It was definately Garet, he had the
tall spiky hair and everything. "I've been waiting for those cookies, it
sure took you long enough!"
"Sorry," Picard grinned sheepishly, sheathing his sword. "We've
been sort of sidetracked. First we get attacked a lot, and then some
idiot Mercury Adept teleported us all the way back to Lunpa..."
"It's alright," Garet waved it off.
"So, what are you doing out here?" Sheba asked.
"Oh, I thought I'd meet you guys out here and get the cookies
from you," Garet said. "I didn't think you'd want to go all the way to
Kalay just to deliver some cookies."
"But...what about the big Thanksgiving Banquet?" Picard asked.
"Cancelled," Garet shrugged. "Too much competition from the
Bakery Shop."
Sheba looked perplexed. "But if we're not doing the banquet then
why do you need the cookies?"
"I need the recipe," Garet replied. "To beat out the Bakery
Shop. With the cookies of Laveliro, I could really make some great
sales-"
"Wait a minute, you said you didn't need my secret recipe,"
Sheba's eyes narrowed.
"Just give me the cookies!" Garet growled.
"Woah, calm down, Garet," Picard said quickly. "They're just
cookies. Well, Sheba?"
Sheba closed her eyes and cast Mind Read.
"You're not Garet!" she shreiked. "You're an imposter!"
"That's right, little girl," the fake Garet said in a voice that
sounded quite different. "Now, hand over the cookies!"
"No!" Sheba clutched the basket tighter.
"Who are you?" Picard drew his sword and pointed it at the
imposter's neck.
"I am Sean, the world's greatest cook and warrior!" the fake said
haughtily. "And I will have those cookies if it kills me."
"The...greates cook and warrior, huh?" Picard didn't look
impressed. He put his sword away for the second time that day and
stepped to one side. "He's all yours, Sheba."
"Thank you, Picard," Sheba said in a deceptively sweet voice, and
cast Tempest. Sean was pulled up into the twisters and sent flying,
screaming like a little girl the entire time.
"Remind me not to make you mad," Picard said nervously. "And to
never travel without a Jupiter Adept."
'Kay, review and stuff.
Isaac: ::in blue "That was almost a complete sentence"::
Uh huh...why're you writing in blue?
Isaac: ::in blue "I like blue"::
Oh. 'Kay.