Disclaimer: I own the plot. That's it. Please don't sue me!
Author's Note:
Yay! Six reviews and I'm only on the second chapter. I'd like to send a big thank you to Mystical-Grace, Emeri Dragonsoul, scythegirl, Kathryn, lady rosethorn, and Galadriel Greenleaf.
For the record, people. I am not a Briar/foster sister fan. I personally think that, when you make a friend of the opposite sex (or same, some people go that way), sooner or later you have to choose between a brother/sister relationship and girlfriend/boyfriend relationship. I feel that the Circle chose brother/sister a long time ago and see no reason to change history.
Plus, we aren't going to see much of the Circle's love lives. This fic is primarily about Evvy and her friendship with Pasco.
And now, without further ado, Chapter 2.
An hour later, they stopped for the midday meal. This was always fun, as Evvy was allowed to let her cats out of their spelled baskets. She amused herself with playing with the kittens as Briar and Rosethorn set up camp and prepared to warm up some food. She also exercised her limited amount of Imperial as she eavesdropped. What she got out of the conversation went something like this…
"How much longer until … there?"
"You are in a better … to … me. Why don't you use …"
"That's not exact, Rosethorn! I want to know in hours!"
Here Rosethorn gave Briar an evil grin. "Well then, we should be there in … hours."
"WHAT!?!" Briar looked like he was going to blow his top. "We're that close, and you didn't tell me?! I'm not ready!"
Evvy forgot that she wasn't supposed to be listening. "Ready for what? How close are we to where? What's going on?" Briar looked at her as if she'd just fallen out of the sky. "What?"
After Briar got over his shock, he shrugged his shoulders. "Your Imperial's gotten better."
"Are you going to tell me or not?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"The food's ready," Rosethorn interrupted. Briar gave her a thankful look and went over to the fire. Evvy humphed. If he thought he was getting out of it that easily, he was crazy. She decided to ask him later, though, when there wasn't the smell of food wafting into her nostrils.
A little while later, they stopped again to water the horses. Briar threw Evvy a dress and a pair of shoes, and told her to go wash in the stream and put them on.
"WHAT?" She shrieked. "Are you crazy? We're right in the open! I'm not going to wash here!"
"Then at least change. Go behind bushes if you're not comfortable."
"Why do I have to change? The dress is going to get just as dirty as the clothes I'm wearing now, anyway. And the shoes are just going to pinch my feet. You promised I didn't have to wear them until we were almost there." Realization slowly dawned on Evvy's face. "Wait a second. You mean we're…"
"Yes, we are. Will you go change now?"
Evvy grinned evilly. "Not until you tell me where we're going."
Briar groaned. "Fine then. Look like a rag-a-muffin. (a/n: hehehe. I like that word!) See if I care." With that he turned around and stormed off to the wagon again. Evvy watched him go in, then took the dress and shoes behind a bush and changed. She didn't want Briar to get the satisfaction of knowing she listened to him, but she didn't want to look like she rolled in a mud puddle when they got where-ever they were going, either.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"How about now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"No."
"Are we there now?"
"Yes, Evvy. We're there. Get out of the cart." Briar said, trying to keep his voice at a normal level. This had been going on for the past three hours, and he was really getting sick of it. Evvy got the message and was quiet for a full three seconds, just long enough for Briar to get comfortable, before
"This is boring."
"EVVY!"
Suddenly, the cart drew to a stop. Moments later, Rosethorn walked over to the wagon. It took Briar a moment to notice as he was craning his head to see what was in front of him.
"Grab some luggage, you two. We've got to put it onto another wagon." Briar grinned and began grabbing bags and hoisting them onto his back.
Evvy was confused. "Why do we have to put our luggage on another cart?"
Briar grinned even more widely. "Well, we can't lug this big thing up the road through the city to Winding Circle, now can we?"
A/n: OOOOH! I love cliff hangers, don't you? Sure, this one is pretty pathetic, it's true, but it's still a cliff hanger.
I know this chapter wasn't really that good, but I'd like to remind everyone that this is my first fanfic. Be nice.
Everyone see that little blue button? Please use it!
Author's Note:
Yay! Six reviews and I'm only on the second chapter. I'd like to send a big thank you to Mystical-Grace, Emeri Dragonsoul, scythegirl, Kathryn, lady rosethorn, and Galadriel Greenleaf.
For the record, people. I am not a Briar/foster sister fan. I personally think that, when you make a friend of the opposite sex (or same, some people go that way), sooner or later you have to choose between a brother/sister relationship and girlfriend/boyfriend relationship. I feel that the Circle chose brother/sister a long time ago and see no reason to change history.
Plus, we aren't going to see much of the Circle's love lives. This fic is primarily about Evvy and her friendship with Pasco.
And now, without further ado, Chapter 2.
An hour later, they stopped for the midday meal. This was always fun, as Evvy was allowed to let her cats out of their spelled baskets. She amused herself with playing with the kittens as Briar and Rosethorn set up camp and prepared to warm up some food. She also exercised her limited amount of Imperial as she eavesdropped. What she got out of the conversation went something like this…
"How much longer until … there?"
"You are in a better … to … me. Why don't you use …"
"That's not exact, Rosethorn! I want to know in hours!"
Here Rosethorn gave Briar an evil grin. "Well then, we should be there in … hours."
"WHAT!?!" Briar looked like he was going to blow his top. "We're that close, and you didn't tell me?! I'm not ready!"
Evvy forgot that she wasn't supposed to be listening. "Ready for what? How close are we to where? What's going on?" Briar looked at her as if she'd just fallen out of the sky. "What?"
After Briar got over his shock, he shrugged his shoulders. "Your Imperial's gotten better."
"Are you going to tell me or not?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"The food's ready," Rosethorn interrupted. Briar gave her a thankful look and went over to the fire. Evvy humphed. If he thought he was getting out of it that easily, he was crazy. She decided to ask him later, though, when there wasn't the smell of food wafting into her nostrils.
A little while later, they stopped again to water the horses. Briar threw Evvy a dress and a pair of shoes, and told her to go wash in the stream and put them on.
"WHAT?" She shrieked. "Are you crazy? We're right in the open! I'm not going to wash here!"
"Then at least change. Go behind bushes if you're not comfortable."
"Why do I have to change? The dress is going to get just as dirty as the clothes I'm wearing now, anyway. And the shoes are just going to pinch my feet. You promised I didn't have to wear them until we were almost there." Realization slowly dawned on Evvy's face. "Wait a second. You mean we're…"
"Yes, we are. Will you go change now?"
Evvy grinned evilly. "Not until you tell me where we're going."
Briar groaned. "Fine then. Look like a rag-a-muffin. (a/n: hehehe. I like that word!) See if I care." With that he turned around and stormed off to the wagon again. Evvy watched him go in, then took the dress and shoes behind a bush and changed. She didn't want Briar to get the satisfaction of knowing she listened to him, but she didn't want to look like she rolled in a mud puddle when they got where-ever they were going, either.
"Are we there yet?"
"No."
"How about now?"
"No."
"Now?"
"No."
"Are we there now?"
"Yes, Evvy. We're there. Get out of the cart." Briar said, trying to keep his voice at a normal level. This had been going on for the past three hours, and he was really getting sick of it. Evvy got the message and was quiet for a full three seconds, just long enough for Briar to get comfortable, before
"This is boring."
"EVVY!"
Suddenly, the cart drew to a stop. Moments later, Rosethorn walked over to the wagon. It took Briar a moment to notice as he was craning his head to see what was in front of him.
"Grab some luggage, you two. We've got to put it onto another wagon." Briar grinned and began grabbing bags and hoisting them onto his back.
Evvy was confused. "Why do we have to put our luggage on another cart?"
Briar grinned even more widely. "Well, we can't lug this big thing up the road through the city to Winding Circle, now can we?"
A/n: OOOOH! I love cliff hangers, don't you? Sure, this one is pretty pathetic, it's true, but it's still a cliff hanger.
I know this chapter wasn't really that good, but I'd like to remind everyone that this is my first fanfic. Be nice.
Everyone see that little blue button? Please use it!