Chapter Two, or I Could Probably Be Studying but it Bores Me
Jim Hawkins had landed on Treasure Planet with the sole purpose of offering some poor, helpless individual a ride back home. How he knew this would happen was up for debate, although the current rumor involved the words "the Force."
The Force was proving useless at the moment, however, as he wandered around aimlessly, finding no one.
"BLAST IT! There's supposed to be some lame teenage girl here writing herself into the story so we can fall in love - er, luuuuuuv, and live happily ever after!" Jim was perturbed. The plot was advancing extremely slowly, and he was bored. He picked up a nearby tree branch and began practicing his golf swing. After all, the infomercial had promised that the magnetic bracelet (for only $19.95) would improve his golf game. Granted, he'd never golfed. But it was worth a try.
Suddenly, Jim was thrown forward by Nothing. Nothing grabbed him and dragged him across the ground, until he finally slammed to a stop in front of a girl, his wrist inexplicably bound to hers.
Jim stared as various thoughts flitted about in his head, all of them whispering "Mary Sue..."
The girl, as the reader can guess, was Lillian. The collision had shocked her so that she dropped her baby name book, which was now lying face down on the ground. She nervously bit her lip. "My name is..." Hesitation. "My name...ummm...I'm..." She seemed deep in thought.
"Your name...?" Jim prompted.
"Is...Hannah!" she blurted finally, arriving at a conclusion. "My name is Hannah. Hannah Bull. And I'm engaged to a rich Austrailian king, but I'm madly in love with the cunning and devious bank robber who kidnapped me while I was cashing the child support check from the pastor whose baby I had when I was eight--"
The author snickered, but at confused looks from both Jim and Lillian, she shut up.
"WILL YOU BE MY FRIEND?!" she finished dramatically, holding the bracelet- clad arm aloft and dragging Jim's arm with it. "LOOK! CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE ATTRACTED TO EACH OTHER? It's MEANT TO BE!"
"I don't KNOW you," he sputtered. "Besides, what would Axvy think?"
"You don't know him either," the author whispered quickly.
"Oh, I don't know him either. But I really don't know you. Why am I stuck to your wrist?"
"When I was three, I was a Russian princess. I'm really the lost princess Anastasia, and I was given a Magical Princess Bracelet so that I would always know that I am a Magical Princess from the Magic Other Place."
"I thought you said you were from Russia," Jim pointed out, still back at the beginning of the paragraph.
She suddenly grew furious, her face turning an odd shade of red. "ARE YOU SAYING THAT I'M LYING?!" she roared, and tried to jerk her hand from his. It did nothing but cause Jim to trip, which in turn knocked Lillian-Hannah- Anastasia off of her feet. She glowered. He glared.
"Why," he said slowly, since she was having a difficult time answering questions asked to her, "am I stuck to your wrist?"
"My bracelet OBVIOUSLY attracts others like it," she snapped haughtily.
There was silence as Jim pondered the implications of this. There was more silence. Silence dragged on.
Suddenly, in a moment of delayed realization, Jim exclaimed, "ARE YOU SAYING I'M A MAGIC PRINCESS?!"
Thus ended Chapter Two.
Jim Hawkins had landed on Treasure Planet with the sole purpose of offering some poor, helpless individual a ride back home. How he knew this would happen was up for debate, although the current rumor involved the words "the Force."
The Force was proving useless at the moment, however, as he wandered around aimlessly, finding no one.
"BLAST IT! There's supposed to be some lame teenage girl here writing herself into the story so we can fall in love - er, luuuuuuv, and live happily ever after!" Jim was perturbed. The plot was advancing extremely slowly, and he was bored. He picked up a nearby tree branch and began practicing his golf swing. After all, the infomercial had promised that the magnetic bracelet (for only $19.95) would improve his golf game. Granted, he'd never golfed. But it was worth a try.
Suddenly, Jim was thrown forward by Nothing. Nothing grabbed him and dragged him across the ground, until he finally slammed to a stop in front of a girl, his wrist inexplicably bound to hers.
Jim stared as various thoughts flitted about in his head, all of them whispering "Mary Sue..."
The girl, as the reader can guess, was Lillian. The collision had shocked her so that she dropped her baby name book, which was now lying face down on the ground. She nervously bit her lip. "My name is..." Hesitation. "My name...ummm...I'm..." She seemed deep in thought.
"Your name...?" Jim prompted.
"Is...Hannah!" she blurted finally, arriving at a conclusion. "My name is Hannah. Hannah Bull. And I'm engaged to a rich Austrailian king, but I'm madly in love with the cunning and devious bank robber who kidnapped me while I was cashing the child support check from the pastor whose baby I had when I was eight--"
The author snickered, but at confused looks from both Jim and Lillian, she shut up.
"WILL YOU BE MY FRIEND?!" she finished dramatically, holding the bracelet- clad arm aloft and dragging Jim's arm with it. "LOOK! CAN'T YOU SEE WE'RE ATTRACTED TO EACH OTHER? It's MEANT TO BE!"
"I don't KNOW you," he sputtered. "Besides, what would Axvy think?"
"You don't know him either," the author whispered quickly.
"Oh, I don't know him either. But I really don't know you. Why am I stuck to your wrist?"
"When I was three, I was a Russian princess. I'm really the lost princess Anastasia, and I was given a Magical Princess Bracelet so that I would always know that I am a Magical Princess from the Magic Other Place."
"I thought you said you were from Russia," Jim pointed out, still back at the beginning of the paragraph.
She suddenly grew furious, her face turning an odd shade of red. "ARE YOU SAYING THAT I'M LYING?!" she roared, and tried to jerk her hand from his. It did nothing but cause Jim to trip, which in turn knocked Lillian-Hannah- Anastasia off of her feet. She glowered. He glared.
"Why," he said slowly, since she was having a difficult time answering questions asked to her, "am I stuck to your wrist?"
"My bracelet OBVIOUSLY attracts others like it," she snapped haughtily.
There was silence as Jim pondered the implications of this. There was more silence. Silence dragged on.
Suddenly, in a moment of delayed realization, Jim exclaimed, "ARE YOU SAYING I'M A MAGIC PRINCESS?!"
Thus ended Chapter Two.