Dinner Party
Well, once I stepped into the dinning room, my eyes just about popped out of my head. There were at least a dozen ten foot long tables, the legs on each were at least thick as my thy, (probably bigger, but I wasn't going to go over there and compare) and had all these really neat carvings. On each table there was a long stretch of cloth, with purple and gold weavings, that looked like silk.
Gandalf, who was decided to be my escort that night, smiled at my reaction. Tugging my arm lightly, he led me further inside. My silver slippers glided easily over the dark wood floor.
The 'wizard' (I still didn't believe half the things these people told me about themselves) took me to the center most table and pulled out a chair for me to sit. I gladly plopped onto
the plush seat.
Looking around, I saw that everyone else was either standing around talking, or sitting on their bums gossiping. Bored, I took a pen, which I had hidden in the bodice of my silvery blue dress, and began to doodle on my left hand. After awhile, I began to notice a few disapproving stares, so, blushing, I returned the pen to its former hiding place. And got even more disapproving stares. God, can't these people leave me alone?
Some sort of music began playing, and everyone stood hastily. Not knowing what the hell was going on, I stood too. Two people entered the room then, of course I didn't see who they
were. I was looking in the wrong direction, facing the entry that Gandalf and I had come through. An 'elf' was kind enough to point me in the right direction, although, not so kindly
snickering at my stupidity.
Who do you think entered? Go ahead, guess! Yes, well, it was Legolas and some woman unknown to me who was hanging off his arm. The two of them finally got to their end of the
table. Trust me, it took a LONG ass time for them to do *that* simple task. They kept stopping to talk to people, and of course Legolas had to introduce his wench-wife *thing* to me.
Anyhow, once they sat down, so did everyone else, and everyone began eating. The food was yummalishioso (A/N - MY word, use it, and you DIE!!! Mwahaha)! There was some sort of
bird that tasted kinda like chicken, but it was smaller, with some sort of fruit glaze. There was a kind of fish that was melt-in-your-mouth good, I had never tasted anything like it
before in my life. The drinks! A sweet wine type liquid for everyone. I guess there's no age limit for these people. About half way through dissert, some really good, smooth... stuff.
I noticed something odd about everyone around me.
"You're all light haired!" I gasped, rather loudly, actually. Gandalf gave me a warning glance. I, however wasn't paying attention. "You all have blond or light brown hair!!" I yelled,
pushing my chair away from the table. Now, I new this wasn't really such a big deal, but, think about it. You're in a room full of people, LOTS of people. Like I had said before, there
were a dozen ten foot long tables, all full of people, and all were light haired. It was really scary for someone who was used to the diversities of a little place called Earth. "Where
are all the brunettes? The black haired people?"
By now all those goblets of sweet wine were getting to my head. I began ranting. "A-and where are all the poor people? The mentally disabled? The weak? The lame? What have you
done with them! Where are they!" The hall was quiet other than my heated voice, everyone was staring at me in shock. "You killed them didn't you! You did! How could you! How did you do it? Was it quick and painless? Or was it slow and dreadful? It was done slowly wasn'tt it? WASN'T IT?!?!?!" By then, Cresto and Legolas' wife, Lalandra, had come over to where I stood, shaking with anger.
After that, everything gets hazy, like a dream. The next thing that I could remember clearly, was waking up in my guestroom the next morning, with one hell of a headache, and a
porcelain bowl of puke next to the bed.
"Attractive." I muttered, trying to get myself in an upright position. I was unsuccessful. A few feet away a being stirred. Turning my attention to whoever or whatever it was, I saw
Cresto sleeping uneasily in an overstuffed chair.
A/N - Hey everyone. SO SORRY it took me sooo long to get up such a short chap!!! I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!
Anyhow, I honesty don't know what is going to happen next, so, I really have NO idea how long it will take me to get up the next chap. I've been having some really stressful weekends, so I haven't been able to write as much as I wanted, and I still have a few more busy weekends left. I'll try to hurry though - I just know you're dieing to know what happens (did you catch my sarcasm? well it was there.) Oh! Guess what! I just got my report card! I actualy passed all my classes!! Yay for me! LOL
**mohawk elf - gee... thanks. I'm sure you aren't reading this, but, in case you are.... if my story is so pointless... why the hell did you read all 7 chaps I've posted? It truly confuses me... oh well.
***Barbarian Shadow - Bwahahahah! You cannot run from ME!!! anyhow, lol, thnx a bunch for your support! Keep reviewing? Please? I'm disparate!!!!
Well, once I stepped into the dinning room, my eyes just about popped out of my head. There were at least a dozen ten foot long tables, the legs on each were at least thick as my thy, (probably bigger, but I wasn't going to go over there and compare) and had all these really neat carvings. On each table there was a long stretch of cloth, with purple and gold weavings, that looked like silk.
Gandalf, who was decided to be my escort that night, smiled at my reaction. Tugging my arm lightly, he led me further inside. My silver slippers glided easily over the dark wood floor.
The 'wizard' (I still didn't believe half the things these people told me about themselves) took me to the center most table and pulled out a chair for me to sit. I gladly plopped onto
the plush seat.
Looking around, I saw that everyone else was either standing around talking, or sitting on their bums gossiping. Bored, I took a pen, which I had hidden in the bodice of my silvery blue dress, and began to doodle on my left hand. After awhile, I began to notice a few disapproving stares, so, blushing, I returned the pen to its former hiding place. And got even more disapproving stares. God, can't these people leave me alone?
Some sort of music began playing, and everyone stood hastily. Not knowing what the hell was going on, I stood too. Two people entered the room then, of course I didn't see who they
were. I was looking in the wrong direction, facing the entry that Gandalf and I had come through. An 'elf' was kind enough to point me in the right direction, although, not so kindly
snickering at my stupidity.
Who do you think entered? Go ahead, guess! Yes, well, it was Legolas and some woman unknown to me who was hanging off his arm. The two of them finally got to their end of the
table. Trust me, it took a LONG ass time for them to do *that* simple task. They kept stopping to talk to people, and of course Legolas had to introduce his wench-wife *thing* to me.
Anyhow, once they sat down, so did everyone else, and everyone began eating. The food was yummalishioso (A/N - MY word, use it, and you DIE!!! Mwahaha)! There was some sort of
bird that tasted kinda like chicken, but it was smaller, with some sort of fruit glaze. There was a kind of fish that was melt-in-your-mouth good, I had never tasted anything like it
before in my life. The drinks! A sweet wine type liquid for everyone. I guess there's no age limit for these people. About half way through dissert, some really good, smooth... stuff.
I noticed something odd about everyone around me.
"You're all light haired!" I gasped, rather loudly, actually. Gandalf gave me a warning glance. I, however wasn't paying attention. "You all have blond or light brown hair!!" I yelled,
pushing my chair away from the table. Now, I new this wasn't really such a big deal, but, think about it. You're in a room full of people, LOTS of people. Like I had said before, there
were a dozen ten foot long tables, all full of people, and all were light haired. It was really scary for someone who was used to the diversities of a little place called Earth. "Where
are all the brunettes? The black haired people?"
By now all those goblets of sweet wine were getting to my head. I began ranting. "A-and where are all the poor people? The mentally disabled? The weak? The lame? What have you
done with them! Where are they!" The hall was quiet other than my heated voice, everyone was staring at me in shock. "You killed them didn't you! You did! How could you! How did you do it? Was it quick and painless? Or was it slow and dreadful? It was done slowly wasn'tt it? WASN'T IT?!?!?!" By then, Cresto and Legolas' wife, Lalandra, had come over to where I stood, shaking with anger.
After that, everything gets hazy, like a dream. The next thing that I could remember clearly, was waking up in my guestroom the next morning, with one hell of a headache, and a
porcelain bowl of puke next to the bed.
"Attractive." I muttered, trying to get myself in an upright position. I was unsuccessful. A few feet away a being stirred. Turning my attention to whoever or whatever it was, I saw
Cresto sleeping uneasily in an overstuffed chair.
A/N - Hey everyone. SO SORRY it took me sooo long to get up such a short chap!!! I'm not worthy! I'm not worthy!
Anyhow, I honesty don't know what is going to happen next, so, I really have NO idea how long it will take me to get up the next chap. I've been having some really stressful weekends, so I haven't been able to write as much as I wanted, and I still have a few more busy weekends left. I'll try to hurry though - I just know you're dieing to know what happens (did you catch my sarcasm? well it was there.) Oh! Guess what! I just got my report card! I actualy passed all my classes!! Yay for me! LOL
**mohawk elf - gee... thanks. I'm sure you aren't reading this, but, in case you are.... if my story is so pointless... why the hell did you read all 7 chaps I've posted? It truly confuses me... oh well.
***Barbarian Shadow - Bwahahahah! You cannot run from ME!!! anyhow, lol, thnx a bunch for your support! Keep reviewing? Please? I'm disparate!!!!