DISLAIMER: I own nothing! Well Aisling is me, so she's mine and Beth is
Jacintha, so she's hers. But beyond that, I own nothing!! You sue and your
life will be more miserable than you can possibly imagine.
AUTHOR: Well if you haven't spotted it by now you're no use to anyone are you?
In this little vignette, there's a cringe-fest, further violence involving the almighty wallet and a little surprise…
Sticks: HOW can that be bad? They have tons of doing the stuff they, and ye have tons of fun reading about the stuff they and I have even more fun writing the stuff they do… There's a point to this, I know there is. Got it! Just get someone to write down all you and your friend exploits and you're sorted!
Weaver: odd things about great minds, you usually have to have them, to be able to use them *smirk raises eyebrow* Bad luck? Hun, I don't care if the review gives me Black Death, I'm happy for it! 113?! If you'd told me when I started this that Id get half that I would have died laughing!! 113. I know, I'm terrible for not reading it! But the book shops around here are more on a lucky draw basis than anything else when it comes to Star Wars. I'm currently on the search for Last Command (yes I HAVE read it Sage, but John wants it back!) so it may have to wait! Hey, don't let me stand in the way of you and a hot guy! I wouldn't dare! I'm so glad you're addicted! *rubs hands together* Slowly my web weaves around the world, soon I will have total domination and they will be unable to resist!!! Is this thing still on?
Cali Vianya: *bows* Thank you again! Hey, the good had to come from somewhere didn't it? *slow, slow little smile* Threaten me? You think to threaten me? I am quite safe from your pitiful band here! Palpatine: That's my line whore-bitch! Ihadanepiphany: *growl* (Palpatine shrinks back then walks away, whistling nonchantly) *smiles at Cali Vianya* You were saying? *smirk*
DragonElf-86: *shrug* You should see Jacintha in a pissy mood. Thank you!
Sage of Dreams: You're being patient? How many clones do you have? Do I really want to know? *thinks for a moment* No! I don't! You've got your eyes closed? Why? Are you sane? No wait, forgot who I was talking to! *snigger*
Biblehermione: Hey, if an author don't appreciate her reviewers, she aint gonna get many reviews, is she? *shrug* maybe, Jacintha told me that I seem to be turning Vader into a male version of me. Hmm. Yeah, maybe.
Celestia Vitaria: yep! Did anybody but me think it were possible? Hey, if anyone were gonna do it, these two loonies were, am I right? *growl* You'd better bloody update girl, don't make me sent you another K.U.T.A. Second ones aren't so nice. *smirk wink smirk* Sounds deadly, but for who? *chuckle*
Dark Side Luke: yeah, I see your point. *laughs out loud* That still gets me! Poor Luke!
H: Did you review before? It seems like you've been reding the story for a bit but have you reviewed? Read my bio! Ill try and put the authors notes at the ends of sentences anymore, k?
Jacintha: yes you do! *slow smile* I'm glad we live far apart as well otherwise Id have to hurt you for that. Ah yes, revenge is in the air for Xizor… You should be scared.
Jedi Knights 666: it makes all the difference don't it? Ive got an idea for them meeting the Rebels but it wont be for a bit, other stuff has to come first. So learn patience. Take a lesson from the dark side. *snigger*
Yipe! I'm done. What are you guys waiting for? Read the damn story! *goes off, kicks all the clones and troopers out of her bed and falls asleep*
Thrawn: Reviews wanted and needed! Shes greedy, so what?!
Enjoy
'You're an idiot.'
'Oh come on it'll be so funny!' There was a moments silence for a few moments while the other thought about it.
'Alright. What do we do?'
There was another Court function that night, just like every night. All of Imperial City's rich and famous were, of course, out in force.
Vader stood behind the Emperors throne and suppressed a yawn. He could see all
the assorted finery and could only guess at the amount of deals, alliances and betrayals that were hidden beneath them, none of which held any amount of any kind of interest for him He caught sight of Alison, being patronized by a group of generals. She looked more bored than he felt and was clearly closer to loosing her temper completely. He saw General Veers in the crowd and decided to step in. While Aislings outburst would definitely liven up the atmosphere a bit, he had respect for Veers and had no wish to see the man humiliated.
'Aisling,' he said, going up to her. 'A word, if you please?'
'Of course Lord Vader,' Aisling replied, not quite able to hide her relief. Se nodded at the generals. 'Gentlemen.' Taking the hint, they drifted away. 'Thank you,' she muttered, when they had gone
'Anytime. Where's Beth?' Aisling motioned with her glass.
'Trying to avoid Xizor and chat up that lad over there.' Vader peered in the direction she had indicated.
'He's on the Avenger,' he stated.
'Yeah, had her eye on him for a while,' Aisling agreed. 'Looks like she's finally managed to get hold of him.'
'Not for long,' Vader growled.
'You know she'll kick your ass,' Aisling said.
'She tried that, remember?' Aisling smirked.
'She can be extremely inventive when she puts her mind to it,' she told him in a low voice. 'And patient when she wants to be.'
'Your point?' he asked. She smiled slowly.
'Just a friendly warning.' She turned back to look at her friend, who was walking toward them with a smirk that Aisling knew well. 'And you're too late anyway.'
Vader growled. Then chuckled evilly and pointed minutely towards Beth while folding his arms.
Beth felt something land on her shoulder and looked, smiling, thinking that it was himself (A/N I.e. the cute lad from the Avenger) back again. And instead found herself looking straight into the eye of a mini-velociraptor.
'Aisling,' she gasped, freezing. 'Aisling, there's a, there's a, there's a,' she stammered, terrified near out of her wits. By now, some of the more observant courtiers had noticed her odd behaviour.
Aisling came over, sipping her drink. 'Yeah?'
'There's a. there's a, there's a,' Beth gasped, like a stuck record.
'A what? A finer?' She looked around. 'Where?' (A/N A finer is a complete hottie, k?)
'On, on, on, on my shoulder.' Beth was transfixed by the small dinosaur, who was hissing and snapping its jaws, trying to figure out how best to attack her.
'Your shoulder?' Aisling looked oddly at it. Beth saw the raptor turn its head and hiss as she looked. 'Er, no, there's nothing on your shoulder,' she told Beth.
'A, a, a raptor,' Beth whispered, three hairsbreadths away from a full panic attack. 'There's a raptor on my shoulder!!' Puzzled, Aisling looked again, There was nothing there, and she told her so.
'Look,' she said, waving her hand in the air right above Beths left shoulder. 'No raptor, no finer, no nothing. Now quit it, you're freaking me out.' Beth was looking at her right shoulder, where the small dino was now standing. It had jumped there when Aisling hand had waved near it.
There was now a clear space around the two and the rest of the Court was eyeing first their drinks, then their own shoulders with suspicion. Palpatine leant forward, glancing from Vader to the girls and back again. At last some entertainment!
Beth watched the six-inch dinosaur in horror. It had reached a decision. It leant forward, stretched out its claws, hissed loudly and went flying as Beths hand, fuelled by terror, smacked into it. The rest of Beth ran screaming and shot up one of the pillars, clinging determinedly to the top.
There was another scream. A woman and two dandies fainted as a six-foot long, two-legged dinosaur appeared in front of them. The full-size velociraptor climbed groggily to its feet as the whole Court watched it in horrified fascination. Palpatine raised an eyebrow.
'Friend of yours?' he murmured to Xizor, who barely looked at him.
The raptor looked around at the frozen audience and roared. Absolute pandemonium. The dino targeted a man on the edge. It leapt.
A lazily aimed lightening bolt from the Emperor fried it completely, creating an explosion in mid-air. When the smoke cleared, the raptor was completely gone, bar a few sizzled bits of meat.
Palpatine glanced at Vader and said to the Court, 'Feel free to leave if you wish.' The place was empty under three minutes.
Except for Beth, sliding down the pillar, Vader and Aisling, pissing themselves laughing, and Palpatine, looking at the trio with bemusement. Xizor had disappeared.
Beth glared at the pair who were having to lean on each other to stay upright.
'It wasn't supposed to be real!' she screeched. 'I was supposed to imagine it!! Not turn my head and see a godsdammed velociraptor staring at me!!!'
'It was, a, new part,' Aisling gasped through the howls of laughter. 'Ow! Ow! Stop it you bitch! It was only a shagging illusion!' Vader laughed harder. 'You didn't, ' Aisling gasped. Vader nodded. 'You didn't!'
'New part.'
'You put a real raptor on my shoulder?!!!' Beth shrieked.
'Nope I put a real condor dragon hatchling (A/N A lizard thing that looks a helluva lot like a dragon from the forest moon of Endor) on your shoulder and made it look like a raptor.' Vader had taken an image of the dinosaur from Aislings mind earlier and for the first part, hidden the small beast from the rest of the Court, then inflated the image for the rest of it.
'And what was all that in aid of?' Palpatine asked, moving down to join them. Vader got up off his butt when he saw him coming.
'No offence to you your Emperoryness, but these Court things are boooo- riiing!!' Aisling said as Beth started belting Vader, while making definite sounds of disgust and loathing. Eeuw and ack featuring heavily. 'Just thought that it could do with livening up.'
'Aha!!' Beth yelled, diving for Vaders belt. 'My wallet!' She grabbed the little piece of leather and dived back out of the Siths reach, who was still too busy laughing to bother.
Palpatine looked at Beth, who was sitting on the floor, hugging the wallet and giggling insanely.
'What is she doing?'
Aisling looked and rolled her eyes.
'Celebrating the return of the wallet apparently.'
'Ah.'
'Yep.' Palpatine gestured and the wallet moved. Beth squealed and held it tighter. She motioned upwards and the wallet moved in that direction, Beth firmly attached. A few determined shakes, a couple of dives and a loop-de- loop got rid of the passenger. The sacred wallet flew to the Emperor while Beth fell to the floor.
'Such trouble,' Palpatine mused. 'Over a few inches of leather?' Beth climbed to her feet, seething and ready to chew bulkheads. Aisling looked at her worriedly.
'Yes, well,' she said. 'There is a prized possession inside it that she'd very much like to have back.' Aisling stuck out a foot, Beth tripped over it and crashed to the floor again.
'Well done, Palpatine murmured. He regarded the wallet. 'It must be worth much for her to be so determined.'
'To you? Nothing. To me? Less than that. To her?' She glanced as Beth who was getting to her feet, a suicidally determined look on her face. 'A world or two.' Palpatine nodded to himself; as Aisling tried to discreetly restrain her friend. He reached a decision.
Aisling blinked as the wallet floated in front of her eyes. She reached up and took it.
'Thanks,' she muttered, a bit taken aback. Palpatine actually giving her the wallet was the last thing she expected. He nodded again and leaned forward slightly.
'Were I to keep it, I would have to kill her,' he whispered in a conspiring voice, motioning towards Beth who was trying to get Vader to, "get off your arse and get my shagging wallet!" 'Then I would have to kill you.' Aisling, looking into his sickly-yellow eyes, knew that he would have no problem with this at all and their lives hung on his whim. Not a good feeling. 'And then,' the Emperor continued, dropping his voice even lower. 'I'd have to put up with Vader sulking.'
Aisling stared at him, then grinned despite herself. Palpatine winked and glided out of the hall.
Ignoring Beth, who was still yelling at Vader, Aisling opened the wallet and took out the picture. She couldn't figure out what Beth kept going on about. George wasn't that fine. She flipped the little rectangle over.
'My wallet!' Beth cried, racing over. She stopped short as Aislings arm shot out. 'That's my picture, you know,' she continued, annoyed.
'You never said that Draco was on the other side,' Aisling said, a bit distantly.
'You never asked. Now hand it over.'
'Go away off to hell.'
'Huh?' Beth gaped at her friend, who was pouring over the picture. 'But that's my picture!'
'Nope, the George one is yours. This one is mine.'
'But George is on the back of that one!'
'Tough break.'
'But, but!' She turned around. 'Vader! Make her hand it over.' Vader looked at Aisling, then at Beth.
'I'm staying out of this one,' he said, folding his arms.
'Ill do something nice to you,' she simpered, batting her eyelids and smiling. Vader looked at her in shock, then took a long step backwards.
'I'm still staying out of it, and you're staying over there.'
'I didn't mean that!! You're worse than Aisling.' She swivelled back to Aisling, and grinned slyly.
'That's cradle-snatching, you know,' she said. 'Dracos only eleven.'
'So's Ron.'
'No he's not!' Beth hissed. 'He's twenty-two! He was born in 1980 and its now 2002!'
'Same with Draco.' Beth spluttered with anger.
'Yeah, but Rupert's older!' Aisling looked up at her, a sardonic look on her face.
'Are you on about the actor? Some defence.'
'It's the actor you're going on about now, you know.' Aisling shrugged.
'Yeah, but I can tell that he's gonna be hot when he's our age. And besides, unlike some, I don't think that looks are everything.'
'Draco? He's cruel to Ron!'
'And?' Beth growled at her.
'Aisling Theresa O' Connell, hand that picture over before I kick your ass from here to home!!'
'Bethany Marie Walsh,' Aisling replied, folding the picture and putting it in her pocket, throwing the wallet to Beth. 'You obviously didn't learn your lesson last time.' She shrugged. 'No matter. I'm sure another lesson will teach you.'
Dun-dun-dun-dun!!!! How will this turn out? Do ye really care? Say tuned for the next bit!!!
Buy-bye!
AUTHOR: Well if you haven't spotted it by now you're no use to anyone are you?
In this little vignette, there's a cringe-fest, further violence involving the almighty wallet and a little surprise…
Sticks: HOW can that be bad? They have tons of doing the stuff they, and ye have tons of fun reading about the stuff they and I have even more fun writing the stuff they do… There's a point to this, I know there is. Got it! Just get someone to write down all you and your friend exploits and you're sorted!
Weaver: odd things about great minds, you usually have to have them, to be able to use them *smirk raises eyebrow* Bad luck? Hun, I don't care if the review gives me Black Death, I'm happy for it! 113?! If you'd told me when I started this that Id get half that I would have died laughing!! 113. I know, I'm terrible for not reading it! But the book shops around here are more on a lucky draw basis than anything else when it comes to Star Wars. I'm currently on the search for Last Command (yes I HAVE read it Sage, but John wants it back!) so it may have to wait! Hey, don't let me stand in the way of you and a hot guy! I wouldn't dare! I'm so glad you're addicted! *rubs hands together* Slowly my web weaves around the world, soon I will have total domination and they will be unable to resist!!! Is this thing still on?
Cali Vianya: *bows* Thank you again! Hey, the good had to come from somewhere didn't it? *slow, slow little smile* Threaten me? You think to threaten me? I am quite safe from your pitiful band here! Palpatine: That's my line whore-bitch! Ihadanepiphany: *growl* (Palpatine shrinks back then walks away, whistling nonchantly) *smiles at Cali Vianya* You were saying? *smirk*
DragonElf-86: *shrug* You should see Jacintha in a pissy mood. Thank you!
Sage of Dreams: You're being patient? How many clones do you have? Do I really want to know? *thinks for a moment* No! I don't! You've got your eyes closed? Why? Are you sane? No wait, forgot who I was talking to! *snigger*
Biblehermione: Hey, if an author don't appreciate her reviewers, she aint gonna get many reviews, is she? *shrug* maybe, Jacintha told me that I seem to be turning Vader into a male version of me. Hmm. Yeah, maybe.
Celestia Vitaria: yep! Did anybody but me think it were possible? Hey, if anyone were gonna do it, these two loonies were, am I right? *growl* You'd better bloody update girl, don't make me sent you another K.U.T.A. Second ones aren't so nice. *smirk wink smirk* Sounds deadly, but for who? *chuckle*
Dark Side Luke: yeah, I see your point. *laughs out loud* That still gets me! Poor Luke!
H: Did you review before? It seems like you've been reding the story for a bit but have you reviewed? Read my bio! Ill try and put the authors notes at the ends of sentences anymore, k?
Jacintha: yes you do! *slow smile* I'm glad we live far apart as well otherwise Id have to hurt you for that. Ah yes, revenge is in the air for Xizor… You should be scared.
Jedi Knights 666: it makes all the difference don't it? Ive got an idea for them meeting the Rebels but it wont be for a bit, other stuff has to come first. So learn patience. Take a lesson from the dark side. *snigger*
Yipe! I'm done. What are you guys waiting for? Read the damn story! *goes off, kicks all the clones and troopers out of her bed and falls asleep*
Thrawn: Reviews wanted and needed! Shes greedy, so what?!
Enjoy
'You're an idiot.'
'Oh come on it'll be so funny!' There was a moments silence for a few moments while the other thought about it.
'Alright. What do we do?'
There was another Court function that night, just like every night. All of Imperial City's rich and famous were, of course, out in force.
Vader stood behind the Emperors throne and suppressed a yawn. He could see all
the assorted finery and could only guess at the amount of deals, alliances and betrayals that were hidden beneath them, none of which held any amount of any kind of interest for him He caught sight of Alison, being patronized by a group of generals. She looked more bored than he felt and was clearly closer to loosing her temper completely. He saw General Veers in the crowd and decided to step in. While Aislings outburst would definitely liven up the atmosphere a bit, he had respect for Veers and had no wish to see the man humiliated.
'Aisling,' he said, going up to her. 'A word, if you please?'
'Of course Lord Vader,' Aisling replied, not quite able to hide her relief. Se nodded at the generals. 'Gentlemen.' Taking the hint, they drifted away. 'Thank you,' she muttered, when they had gone
'Anytime. Where's Beth?' Aisling motioned with her glass.
'Trying to avoid Xizor and chat up that lad over there.' Vader peered in the direction she had indicated.
'He's on the Avenger,' he stated.
'Yeah, had her eye on him for a while,' Aisling agreed. 'Looks like she's finally managed to get hold of him.'
'Not for long,' Vader growled.
'You know she'll kick your ass,' Aisling said.
'She tried that, remember?' Aisling smirked.
'She can be extremely inventive when she puts her mind to it,' she told him in a low voice. 'And patient when she wants to be.'
'Your point?' he asked. She smiled slowly.
'Just a friendly warning.' She turned back to look at her friend, who was walking toward them with a smirk that Aisling knew well. 'And you're too late anyway.'
Vader growled. Then chuckled evilly and pointed minutely towards Beth while folding his arms.
Beth felt something land on her shoulder and looked, smiling, thinking that it was himself (A/N I.e. the cute lad from the Avenger) back again. And instead found herself looking straight into the eye of a mini-velociraptor.
'Aisling,' she gasped, freezing. 'Aisling, there's a, there's a, there's a,' she stammered, terrified near out of her wits. By now, some of the more observant courtiers had noticed her odd behaviour.
Aisling came over, sipping her drink. 'Yeah?'
'There's a. there's a, there's a,' Beth gasped, like a stuck record.
'A what? A finer?' She looked around. 'Where?' (A/N A finer is a complete hottie, k?)
'On, on, on, on my shoulder.' Beth was transfixed by the small dinosaur, who was hissing and snapping its jaws, trying to figure out how best to attack her.
'Your shoulder?' Aisling looked oddly at it. Beth saw the raptor turn its head and hiss as she looked. 'Er, no, there's nothing on your shoulder,' she told Beth.
'A, a, a raptor,' Beth whispered, three hairsbreadths away from a full panic attack. 'There's a raptor on my shoulder!!' Puzzled, Aisling looked again, There was nothing there, and she told her so.
'Look,' she said, waving her hand in the air right above Beths left shoulder. 'No raptor, no finer, no nothing. Now quit it, you're freaking me out.' Beth was looking at her right shoulder, where the small dino was now standing. It had jumped there when Aisling hand had waved near it.
There was now a clear space around the two and the rest of the Court was eyeing first their drinks, then their own shoulders with suspicion. Palpatine leant forward, glancing from Vader to the girls and back again. At last some entertainment!
Beth watched the six-inch dinosaur in horror. It had reached a decision. It leant forward, stretched out its claws, hissed loudly and went flying as Beths hand, fuelled by terror, smacked into it. The rest of Beth ran screaming and shot up one of the pillars, clinging determinedly to the top.
There was another scream. A woman and two dandies fainted as a six-foot long, two-legged dinosaur appeared in front of them. The full-size velociraptor climbed groggily to its feet as the whole Court watched it in horrified fascination. Palpatine raised an eyebrow.
'Friend of yours?' he murmured to Xizor, who barely looked at him.
The raptor looked around at the frozen audience and roared. Absolute pandemonium. The dino targeted a man on the edge. It leapt.
A lazily aimed lightening bolt from the Emperor fried it completely, creating an explosion in mid-air. When the smoke cleared, the raptor was completely gone, bar a few sizzled bits of meat.
Palpatine glanced at Vader and said to the Court, 'Feel free to leave if you wish.' The place was empty under three minutes.
Except for Beth, sliding down the pillar, Vader and Aisling, pissing themselves laughing, and Palpatine, looking at the trio with bemusement. Xizor had disappeared.
Beth glared at the pair who were having to lean on each other to stay upright.
'It wasn't supposed to be real!' she screeched. 'I was supposed to imagine it!! Not turn my head and see a godsdammed velociraptor staring at me!!!'
'It was, a, new part,' Aisling gasped through the howls of laughter. 'Ow! Ow! Stop it you bitch! It was only a shagging illusion!' Vader laughed harder. 'You didn't, ' Aisling gasped. Vader nodded. 'You didn't!'
'New part.'
'You put a real raptor on my shoulder?!!!' Beth shrieked.
'Nope I put a real condor dragon hatchling (A/N A lizard thing that looks a helluva lot like a dragon from the forest moon of Endor) on your shoulder and made it look like a raptor.' Vader had taken an image of the dinosaur from Aislings mind earlier and for the first part, hidden the small beast from the rest of the Court, then inflated the image for the rest of it.
'And what was all that in aid of?' Palpatine asked, moving down to join them. Vader got up off his butt when he saw him coming.
'No offence to you your Emperoryness, but these Court things are boooo- riiing!!' Aisling said as Beth started belting Vader, while making definite sounds of disgust and loathing. Eeuw and ack featuring heavily. 'Just thought that it could do with livening up.'
'Aha!!' Beth yelled, diving for Vaders belt. 'My wallet!' She grabbed the little piece of leather and dived back out of the Siths reach, who was still too busy laughing to bother.
Palpatine looked at Beth, who was sitting on the floor, hugging the wallet and giggling insanely.
'What is she doing?'
Aisling looked and rolled her eyes.
'Celebrating the return of the wallet apparently.'
'Ah.'
'Yep.' Palpatine gestured and the wallet moved. Beth squealed and held it tighter. She motioned upwards and the wallet moved in that direction, Beth firmly attached. A few determined shakes, a couple of dives and a loop-de- loop got rid of the passenger. The sacred wallet flew to the Emperor while Beth fell to the floor.
'Such trouble,' Palpatine mused. 'Over a few inches of leather?' Beth climbed to her feet, seething and ready to chew bulkheads. Aisling looked at her worriedly.
'Yes, well,' she said. 'There is a prized possession inside it that she'd very much like to have back.' Aisling stuck out a foot, Beth tripped over it and crashed to the floor again.
'Well done, Palpatine murmured. He regarded the wallet. 'It must be worth much for her to be so determined.'
'To you? Nothing. To me? Less than that. To her?' She glanced as Beth who was getting to her feet, a suicidally determined look on her face. 'A world or two.' Palpatine nodded to himself; as Aisling tried to discreetly restrain her friend. He reached a decision.
Aisling blinked as the wallet floated in front of her eyes. She reached up and took it.
'Thanks,' she muttered, a bit taken aback. Palpatine actually giving her the wallet was the last thing she expected. He nodded again and leaned forward slightly.
'Were I to keep it, I would have to kill her,' he whispered in a conspiring voice, motioning towards Beth who was trying to get Vader to, "get off your arse and get my shagging wallet!" 'Then I would have to kill you.' Aisling, looking into his sickly-yellow eyes, knew that he would have no problem with this at all and their lives hung on his whim. Not a good feeling. 'And then,' the Emperor continued, dropping his voice even lower. 'I'd have to put up with Vader sulking.'
Aisling stared at him, then grinned despite herself. Palpatine winked and glided out of the hall.
Ignoring Beth, who was still yelling at Vader, Aisling opened the wallet and took out the picture. She couldn't figure out what Beth kept going on about. George wasn't that fine. She flipped the little rectangle over.
'My wallet!' Beth cried, racing over. She stopped short as Aislings arm shot out. 'That's my picture, you know,' she continued, annoyed.
'You never said that Draco was on the other side,' Aisling said, a bit distantly.
'You never asked. Now hand it over.'
'Go away off to hell.'
'Huh?' Beth gaped at her friend, who was pouring over the picture. 'But that's my picture!'
'Nope, the George one is yours. This one is mine.'
'But George is on the back of that one!'
'Tough break.'
'But, but!' She turned around. 'Vader! Make her hand it over.' Vader looked at Aisling, then at Beth.
'I'm staying out of this one,' he said, folding his arms.
'Ill do something nice to you,' she simpered, batting her eyelids and smiling. Vader looked at her in shock, then took a long step backwards.
'I'm still staying out of it, and you're staying over there.'
'I didn't mean that!! You're worse than Aisling.' She swivelled back to Aisling, and grinned slyly.
'That's cradle-snatching, you know,' she said. 'Dracos only eleven.'
'So's Ron.'
'No he's not!' Beth hissed. 'He's twenty-two! He was born in 1980 and its now 2002!'
'Same with Draco.' Beth spluttered with anger.
'Yeah, but Rupert's older!' Aisling looked up at her, a sardonic look on her face.
'Are you on about the actor? Some defence.'
'It's the actor you're going on about now, you know.' Aisling shrugged.
'Yeah, but I can tell that he's gonna be hot when he's our age. And besides, unlike some, I don't think that looks are everything.'
'Draco? He's cruel to Ron!'
'And?' Beth growled at her.
'Aisling Theresa O' Connell, hand that picture over before I kick your ass from here to home!!'
'Bethany Marie Walsh,' Aisling replied, folding the picture and putting it in her pocket, throwing the wallet to Beth. 'You obviously didn't learn your lesson last time.' She shrugged. 'No matter. I'm sure another lesson will teach you.'
Dun-dun-dun-dun!!!! How will this turn out? Do ye really care? Say tuned for the next bit!!!
Buy-bye!