I am very sorry about any offense taken from my reviews, they don't mean
anything negative. Please don't listen to them. Because people have taken
offense, and I mean nothing by the ones that offense was taken from. I
don't think any more than one were ofensive, but I appologize for any that
were.
Later that day, Kim awoke on the plane. She looked down out on the
landscape. Ron's head rested on her shoulder, and he was snoring softly As
she looked down, it became obvious that they were no longer in Middleton,
nor even in the U.S., judging by the rolling green jungles set out below
them. She leaned toward the cockpit to talk to Kastavo.
"Where are we Kastavo?" Kim asked.
'Somewhere near Borneo. We'll be there soon," Kastavo said, shifting the plane a little to the left.
When Kim had leaned forward, Ron's head slipped off her shoulder, and he awoke (since his head hit the window).
"Oooooh. Rain forest. Check it out Rufus!" the careless blond said giddily, holding Rufus up to the window.
"Green!" Rufus said loudly.
A few minutes later the plane started going down.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ron yelled, clutching his seat in fear.
"Ron! Shush! It's just landing!" Kim said, shaking her head.
"Oh. I knew that," Ron said sheepishly.
Later, after the plane was landed, Kim and Ron climbed out.
"Thanks for the lift Kastavo!" Kim yelled, waving over her shoulder.
"No problem! I'll be back for you soon! Just give me a call!" Kastavo hollered as he took of. Kim and Ron waved until the plane was small. (Just to let you know, the people in the tribe aren't human, they're something I made up called hybums. I made up this whole little world, so bear with me here)
Kim and Ron were in a small dirt clearing. There were about 17 huts, made of stone and painted with designs. There was a large fire pit, a storage hut, and a medical hut. There was no one in sight.
"Hello?" Kim asked loudly, over the quiet village. Suddenly people came into view. But. were they people? They were about four feet tall, with chocolate brown skin. Most of them were covered in wrinkles. They were smiling, and they had brilliant white teeth. Their eyes were warm.
"Hi," Kim said. The easily most wrinkled of all stepped forward. While the rest were dressed in brown fur tunics, he was dressed in red. He was obviously chief.
He began to speak in a strange language (that I made up) " Ahh, Kifh Polnthah! Heylarorio? Ava chalam sha natev meshh. Vateek," the wrinkled person said. He spotted the confused looks on Kim and Ron's faces.
"Uh, I'm Kim Possible, and this is Ron Stoppable," Kim said.
"Oh, I forgot you don't speak our language. Hello. I am Sambonio. We are the hybums. Are you here to help?" the old wrinkled gentlemen spoke.
"Yes," Kim said.
"In our language, your names are Kifh and Rinh. If you don't mind, that is how we will address you. Now, will you come have something to eat?" Sambonio asked.
"Guess so," Kim said. Sambonio's face spilt into a grin, and he motioned to follow him. He headed toward the fire pit. Kim and Ron saw all the hybums follow him, so they did the same. They all seated on logs around the firepit, a fire was made, and wooden poles were put up on either side of the fire. Then some of the hybums began bringing large slabs of dark red meat toward the fire. They stabbed sharpened sticks through the meat, and supported the meat from the poles over the fire with the sticks. The meat began to cook.
"Kifh and Rinh, there is something you must know. Years ago, thousands, we lived on another planet. But then it became overpopulated, and we had to leave forever. Some of us anyway, the ones of us who live here. Along with us came a few animals from our planet. Some jer, some night monkeys, some plants, and even some magical fruit. So, we learned to live here, flourish here, strive here. But we long for the homeland we can never return to. So many things you see here are not of earth. Few humans have visited here, so few know that we exist. But we do. And now we have learned to be happy here," Sambonio said.
"That's so sad. How you had to leave home I mean," Kim said.
"No, it's not sad anymore. We are accustomed to it. But thank you for your sympathy," Sambonio said. Ron looked at the meat cooking over the fire, beginning to turn from red to pink.
"What is jer, exactly," he asked nervously.
"Like the creature you call antelope, but with bright pure red fur. And faster, swifter. More beautiful," said one of the hybums, sitting on a log near Kim and Ron. The meat had turned from red to salmon pink.
"Dinner!" announced one of the hybums. They began to transfer the roasted meat onto a large wooden slab to cool. There was conversation as it cooled, and Kim and Ron joined in a little. After the meat was cool it was cut and transferred onto wooden plates. The plates were handed out, and everyone started eating.
"This is pretty good, almost as good as nacos," Ron said happily. Dinner finished quickly, and after dinner there was talk and singing. Ron taught the hybums a poem (man from Nantucket). They thought it was pretty funny. They asked to hear stories, and Kim and Ron told some human fairy tales. Then the hybums told some fairy tales, including the best one, the haunting and beautiful tale of Lorenga, the crying girl of the forest. It left everyone a little creeped out and shivering. It was sort of scary, and the end sent shivers rolling up everyone's spines. After that it was dark as the sun faded off into the sky, and one of the hybums suddenly jumped to attention.
"The prophecy!" he shouted. (all of the hybums are men, don't ask why. They live for thousands of years)
"The prophecy! Rinh, what is your full name?" Sambonio asked.
Ron blushed. "Oh I don't wanna," he began sheepishly. "OK fine. Ronald Shalayle Stoppable," Ron said.
Kim snickered. "Shalayle," she snickered. Even Rufus was snickering. Sambonio however, looked rather solemn.
"Kifh, Rinh, the reason we asked your help is to fight with us against the only creatures who make this forest often brutal, the lizard men," Sambonio said.
"What does this have to do with Ron?" Kim asked.
"Rinhalde Shalayle Shantahl, you don't know, but your middle name comes from our language. Kifh, Rinh, there is something I must tell you about Rinh, something serious that you don't know," Sambonio said.
Ooh, sliff hanger!
~Moonchild
Ps Hitoki I'm sorry again! (
"Where are we Kastavo?" Kim asked.
'Somewhere near Borneo. We'll be there soon," Kastavo said, shifting the plane a little to the left.
When Kim had leaned forward, Ron's head slipped off her shoulder, and he awoke (since his head hit the window).
"Oooooh. Rain forest. Check it out Rufus!" the careless blond said giddily, holding Rufus up to the window.
"Green!" Rufus said loudly.
A few minutes later the plane started going down.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Ron yelled, clutching his seat in fear.
"Ron! Shush! It's just landing!" Kim said, shaking her head.
"Oh. I knew that," Ron said sheepishly.
Later, after the plane was landed, Kim and Ron climbed out.
"Thanks for the lift Kastavo!" Kim yelled, waving over her shoulder.
"No problem! I'll be back for you soon! Just give me a call!" Kastavo hollered as he took of. Kim and Ron waved until the plane was small. (Just to let you know, the people in the tribe aren't human, they're something I made up called hybums. I made up this whole little world, so bear with me here)
Kim and Ron were in a small dirt clearing. There were about 17 huts, made of stone and painted with designs. There was a large fire pit, a storage hut, and a medical hut. There was no one in sight.
"Hello?" Kim asked loudly, over the quiet village. Suddenly people came into view. But. were they people? They were about four feet tall, with chocolate brown skin. Most of them were covered in wrinkles. They were smiling, and they had brilliant white teeth. Their eyes were warm.
"Hi," Kim said. The easily most wrinkled of all stepped forward. While the rest were dressed in brown fur tunics, he was dressed in red. He was obviously chief.
He began to speak in a strange language (that I made up) " Ahh, Kifh Polnthah! Heylarorio? Ava chalam sha natev meshh. Vateek," the wrinkled person said. He spotted the confused looks on Kim and Ron's faces.
"Uh, I'm Kim Possible, and this is Ron Stoppable," Kim said.
"Oh, I forgot you don't speak our language. Hello. I am Sambonio. We are the hybums. Are you here to help?" the old wrinkled gentlemen spoke.
"Yes," Kim said.
"In our language, your names are Kifh and Rinh. If you don't mind, that is how we will address you. Now, will you come have something to eat?" Sambonio asked.
"Guess so," Kim said. Sambonio's face spilt into a grin, and he motioned to follow him. He headed toward the fire pit. Kim and Ron saw all the hybums follow him, so they did the same. They all seated on logs around the firepit, a fire was made, and wooden poles were put up on either side of the fire. Then some of the hybums began bringing large slabs of dark red meat toward the fire. They stabbed sharpened sticks through the meat, and supported the meat from the poles over the fire with the sticks. The meat began to cook.
"Kifh and Rinh, there is something you must know. Years ago, thousands, we lived on another planet. But then it became overpopulated, and we had to leave forever. Some of us anyway, the ones of us who live here. Along with us came a few animals from our planet. Some jer, some night monkeys, some plants, and even some magical fruit. So, we learned to live here, flourish here, strive here. But we long for the homeland we can never return to. So many things you see here are not of earth. Few humans have visited here, so few know that we exist. But we do. And now we have learned to be happy here," Sambonio said.
"That's so sad. How you had to leave home I mean," Kim said.
"No, it's not sad anymore. We are accustomed to it. But thank you for your sympathy," Sambonio said. Ron looked at the meat cooking over the fire, beginning to turn from red to pink.
"What is jer, exactly," he asked nervously.
"Like the creature you call antelope, but with bright pure red fur. And faster, swifter. More beautiful," said one of the hybums, sitting on a log near Kim and Ron. The meat had turned from red to salmon pink.
"Dinner!" announced one of the hybums. They began to transfer the roasted meat onto a large wooden slab to cool. There was conversation as it cooled, and Kim and Ron joined in a little. After the meat was cool it was cut and transferred onto wooden plates. The plates were handed out, and everyone started eating.
"This is pretty good, almost as good as nacos," Ron said happily. Dinner finished quickly, and after dinner there was talk and singing. Ron taught the hybums a poem (man from Nantucket). They thought it was pretty funny. They asked to hear stories, and Kim and Ron told some human fairy tales. Then the hybums told some fairy tales, including the best one, the haunting and beautiful tale of Lorenga, the crying girl of the forest. It left everyone a little creeped out and shivering. It was sort of scary, and the end sent shivers rolling up everyone's spines. After that it was dark as the sun faded off into the sky, and one of the hybums suddenly jumped to attention.
"The prophecy!" he shouted. (all of the hybums are men, don't ask why. They live for thousands of years)
"The prophecy! Rinh, what is your full name?" Sambonio asked.
Ron blushed. "Oh I don't wanna," he began sheepishly. "OK fine. Ronald Shalayle Stoppable," Ron said.
Kim snickered. "Shalayle," she snickered. Even Rufus was snickering. Sambonio however, looked rather solemn.
"Kifh, Rinh, the reason we asked your help is to fight with us against the only creatures who make this forest often brutal, the lizard men," Sambonio said.
"What does this have to do with Ron?" Kim asked.
"Rinhalde Shalayle Shantahl, you don't know, but your middle name comes from our language. Kifh, Rinh, there is something I must tell you about Rinh, something serious that you don't know," Sambonio said.
Ooh, sliff hanger!
~Moonchild
Ps Hitoki I'm sorry again! (