Chapter Eleven: Pasty Fight!
The goodbeasts of Omna stood on the shore as the little craft faded into the sea.
"I do hope they're all right, I mean, out there all alone. Three fairly young squirrels, out on an adventure of a life time!" Neema and Kenji's mothers walked back to their huts. Kenji's mother could only nod in agreement.
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After sailing for a while, the island disappeared from sight. There were many moments of silence as the three friends sat thinking about the adventure that awaited them. Neema was the first to speak.
"Oh my. I can just imagine my mother saying something like, 'I do hope they're all right, I mean, out there all alone. Three fairly young squirrels, out on an adventure of a life time!' Can't you?" The other two nodded silently, still watching the spot where the little island slipped over the horizon. "Kenji, what's on your mind?"
Kenji didn't answer for a while. Finally he said, "I'm just thinking about how much I'll miss that little island, and my mum and dad. If you think about it, we may never return. Or, when we do return, it'll be too late."
"That's not a very happy thought, but."
"You asked what was on my mind!"
"Yeah, I know."
"Well, Neema, you've found out what was on his mind, so let me ask you something. What's on yours?" Bailey just kind of popped into the conversation. Neema and Kenji had almost forgotten she was there.
"Well, that's a mighty fine question, friend. Now that I think about it, I realize that I was thinking of your lovely song!" Bailey's silver-colored fur turned a brilliant shade of pink around her cheeks. "About the song, I was wondering if you brought your clarinet along, and maybe you could play that on it. You probably didn't bring it, 'cause you didn't look ready for a journey when you chased us into the shallows."
"That is where you are wrong, my friend." She pulled out a sack from behind her, which the other two didn't even notice. From the sack, she drew out a lovely black instrument, a clarinet. "Now, I've never attempted to play this on my clarinet yet, so give me a couple of tries." She blew through the clarinet, and it produced a lovely sound. She played the song though perfectly the first time. Neema and Kenji gave her a great round of applause, which you probably would have guessed came from ten squirrels, not two. The trio sailed on throughout the day, not a wave in the sea. Time passed, and night fell.
"Neema, could you grab some of those delicious pasties from that provisions sack?" Kenji, who was a very hearty eater, asked his friend. She tossed him the bag. He took out a small piece of a pasty, and threw it at her.
"Hey! I gave you the pasties!"
"I wanted a pasty, not the whole bag!" This time her threw a half a pasty at her. She picked it up and threw it at him. Bailey sighed. Why did I have to come? Neema and Kenji kept throwing the pasty back and forth. The silver-furred squirrel picked up her clarinet, and blew as hard as she could. It made a loud squeak. The two stopped instantly. She smiled with satisfaction, and laid the black instrument down. The other two took a pasty each, and, after throwing one to Bailey, they ate quietly.
A/N- Just to let y'all know, most of these characters are based on my friends. And they are copy righted so that only those certain people and I may use them, unless I say otherwise. Here's a list of who they are. In parentheses, will be their fanfiction.net names.
Kenji Fluffnose- Sam M. (Kenji Fluffnose of Omna)
Neema Tallgrove Colorfur- Me (Erin M.)
Bailey Silverfur- Caitlin C. (Wormtail2007)
More are coming soon, so look for those :)
Me,
Neema Tallgrove Colorfur
The goodbeasts of Omna stood on the shore as the little craft faded into the sea.
"I do hope they're all right, I mean, out there all alone. Three fairly young squirrels, out on an adventure of a life time!" Neema and Kenji's mothers walked back to their huts. Kenji's mother could only nod in agreement.
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After sailing for a while, the island disappeared from sight. There were many moments of silence as the three friends sat thinking about the adventure that awaited them. Neema was the first to speak.
"Oh my. I can just imagine my mother saying something like, 'I do hope they're all right, I mean, out there all alone. Three fairly young squirrels, out on an adventure of a life time!' Can't you?" The other two nodded silently, still watching the spot where the little island slipped over the horizon. "Kenji, what's on your mind?"
Kenji didn't answer for a while. Finally he said, "I'm just thinking about how much I'll miss that little island, and my mum and dad. If you think about it, we may never return. Or, when we do return, it'll be too late."
"That's not a very happy thought, but."
"You asked what was on my mind!"
"Yeah, I know."
"Well, Neema, you've found out what was on his mind, so let me ask you something. What's on yours?" Bailey just kind of popped into the conversation. Neema and Kenji had almost forgotten she was there.
"Well, that's a mighty fine question, friend. Now that I think about it, I realize that I was thinking of your lovely song!" Bailey's silver-colored fur turned a brilliant shade of pink around her cheeks. "About the song, I was wondering if you brought your clarinet along, and maybe you could play that on it. You probably didn't bring it, 'cause you didn't look ready for a journey when you chased us into the shallows."
"That is where you are wrong, my friend." She pulled out a sack from behind her, which the other two didn't even notice. From the sack, she drew out a lovely black instrument, a clarinet. "Now, I've never attempted to play this on my clarinet yet, so give me a couple of tries." She blew through the clarinet, and it produced a lovely sound. She played the song though perfectly the first time. Neema and Kenji gave her a great round of applause, which you probably would have guessed came from ten squirrels, not two. The trio sailed on throughout the day, not a wave in the sea. Time passed, and night fell.
"Neema, could you grab some of those delicious pasties from that provisions sack?" Kenji, who was a very hearty eater, asked his friend. She tossed him the bag. He took out a small piece of a pasty, and threw it at her.
"Hey! I gave you the pasties!"
"I wanted a pasty, not the whole bag!" This time her threw a half a pasty at her. She picked it up and threw it at him. Bailey sighed. Why did I have to come? Neema and Kenji kept throwing the pasty back and forth. The silver-furred squirrel picked up her clarinet, and blew as hard as she could. It made a loud squeak. The two stopped instantly. She smiled with satisfaction, and laid the black instrument down. The other two took a pasty each, and, after throwing one to Bailey, they ate quietly.
A/N- Just to let y'all know, most of these characters are based on my friends. And they are copy righted so that only those certain people and I may use them, unless I say otherwise. Here's a list of who they are. In parentheses, will be their fanfiction.net names.
Kenji Fluffnose- Sam M. (Kenji Fluffnose of Omna)
Neema Tallgrove Colorfur- Me (Erin M.)
Bailey Silverfur- Caitlin C. (Wormtail2007)
More are coming soon, so look for those :)
Me,
Neema Tallgrove Colorfur