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belongs to Mindi. I don't own anything so please don't sue me for my
muse's deranged mind.
(A/N: I know I haven't updated in at least a month. I blame my computer that was down for at least three weeks and my muse that was on vacation. Mindi's back now and ready to traumatize all characters again. Hopefully my italics are working. Thank you to all my reviewers for putting up with me! ^_^)
Kristabelle- Thanks! Blazing Magnolia- You reviewed me again! Thanks!
Chapter Three - Sugar High
Shade rushed into the greenhouse. She briefly wondered why someone had built a greenhouse that no one ever went into smack in the middle of the Manor. The skylights in the roof gave the plants plenty of sunlight, but there was no source of water. Or was there? Shade ran smack into the cold river. 'That's right' she thought. 'The Manor's built directly on top of Witch Creek.' And then she was swept out of the room.
Just seconds after Shade's exit, Lord Voldermort entered the greenhouse. He had found a sturdy umbrella in the entrance hall to use as a crutch and could now hop along at a fairly fast pace. He stopped at the entrance. A greenhouse? In the middle of a manor? He glared at the room, overrun with weeds. And trees. 'What sort of maniac plants redwood trees in a greenhouse?' he thought. 'Well obviously, Lady Shade's type of maniac.' The trees were so tall that they had broken through the skylights. And it would be exactly like Shade to climb the trees and jump on him as he passed underneath.
Lord Voldermort started through the greenhouse, eyes pointed toward the ceiling - and fell right into Witch Creek. He was swept along by the current through a hole in the wall. He passed through several rooms until he finally managed to swim to shore without the use of his legs. He climbed out of the creek and into what was obviously a dressing room.
From what he could see of the dimly lit room, the owner had spared no expense on him or herself. The room was furnished in expensive woods and colorful silks. Voldermort smiled to himself. After he killed that wretched Lady Shade maybe he should make Witch Creek Manor his new hideout. It was certainly very grand.
Shade sat on a cushion in the lounge, bored out of her mind. This wasn't the first time she had fallen into Witch Creek and probably wouldn't be her last either. She had escaped its watery grasp easily and had laid back to sun herself dry. This obviously was not working, since she was inside. Still sopping wet, Shade climbed to her feet and began to pace. She paced right out of the room and into the dressing room across the hall.
Voldermort jumped in surprise as Shade entered the room. He began to hop toward the river, hoping desperately that Shade wouldn't see him before he got there. Shade glanced at him. "Hi" she muttered dully. Then it hit her. "HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI", she cried, grabbing Voldermort before he could escape and dragging him to a chair.
Shade forced him down, but Voldermort came to his senses then and pushed her away. He started to get up - and found himself staring at a wand pointed his way. "OHNOYOUDON'T. SITDOWN!" Shade ordered. Lord Voldermort shuddered. He had forgotten that the witch must obviously have a wand. The madwoman didn't need one. She was dangerous enough already. And thinking of dangerous. Voldermort had an idea that just might work. It was insane and dangerous and felt like something Shade might think up. At that thought Voldermort shuddered again and rejected the idea. So he did the only thing he could at the moment. He sat down.
Shade grinned, reached over, and opened a drawer. Inside was - makeup. Lord Voldermort groaned. 'I have a very very bad feeling about this.'
*~*~* ½ an hour later *~*~*
Shade held a mirror in front of Voldermort and he tried not to scream. He was so covered in makeup that his face felt like it was caked in mud. "YOU LOOK GLAMOUROUS!" Shade cried. He looked pathetic. "Enough!" he cried, struggling to his feet. Before Shade could react, he had plunged headfirst into the river. Her last words as he floated out of sight were, "YOU'LL RUIN YOUR MAKEOVER!"
Voldermort surfaced a while later in another room. He had planned on drowning himself rather than face another second of that deranged madwoman but the water was too shallow for this. He seemed to have floated into some sort of dungeon. He felt smooth stone beneath his feet as he hopped hopelessly on. He had dropped the umbrella in the greenhouse so now he dragged himself through the glowing water. 'Wait! Glowing water? Of course! The Creek has to leave the Manor somewhere!' He was seeing the reflection of the moon on the water. And it was coming from right behind that bend! Voldermort raced around the bend - right into an iron gate! (A/N: You didn't think I'd let him get away that easily!) He pulled at the bars to no avail. They were stuck fast. Then he heard the sound of a gate opening. The Lady Shade stepped through out of the dungeon door located behind him. Lord Voldermort stared at her. Shade was quickly coming to represent the physical entity of all his fears.
(That's all for now! Thanks for reading this. REVIEW!)
(A/N: I know I haven't updated in at least a month. I blame my computer that was down for at least three weeks and my muse that was on vacation. Mindi's back now and ready to traumatize all characters again. Hopefully my italics are working. Thank you to all my reviewers for putting up with me! ^_^)
Kristabelle- Thanks! Blazing Magnolia- You reviewed me again! Thanks!
Chapter Three - Sugar High
Shade rushed into the greenhouse. She briefly wondered why someone had built a greenhouse that no one ever went into smack in the middle of the Manor. The skylights in the roof gave the plants plenty of sunlight, but there was no source of water. Or was there? Shade ran smack into the cold river. 'That's right' she thought. 'The Manor's built directly on top of Witch Creek.' And then she was swept out of the room.
Just seconds after Shade's exit, Lord Voldermort entered the greenhouse. He had found a sturdy umbrella in the entrance hall to use as a crutch and could now hop along at a fairly fast pace. He stopped at the entrance. A greenhouse? In the middle of a manor? He glared at the room, overrun with weeds. And trees. 'What sort of maniac plants redwood trees in a greenhouse?' he thought. 'Well obviously, Lady Shade's type of maniac.' The trees were so tall that they had broken through the skylights. And it would be exactly like Shade to climb the trees and jump on him as he passed underneath.
Lord Voldermort started through the greenhouse, eyes pointed toward the ceiling - and fell right into Witch Creek. He was swept along by the current through a hole in the wall. He passed through several rooms until he finally managed to swim to shore without the use of his legs. He climbed out of the creek and into what was obviously a dressing room.
From what he could see of the dimly lit room, the owner had spared no expense on him or herself. The room was furnished in expensive woods and colorful silks. Voldermort smiled to himself. After he killed that wretched Lady Shade maybe he should make Witch Creek Manor his new hideout. It was certainly very grand.
Shade sat on a cushion in the lounge, bored out of her mind. This wasn't the first time she had fallen into Witch Creek and probably wouldn't be her last either. She had escaped its watery grasp easily and had laid back to sun herself dry. This obviously was not working, since she was inside. Still sopping wet, Shade climbed to her feet and began to pace. She paced right out of the room and into the dressing room across the hall.
Voldermort jumped in surprise as Shade entered the room. He began to hop toward the river, hoping desperately that Shade wouldn't see him before he got there. Shade glanced at him. "Hi" she muttered dully. Then it hit her. "HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHI", she cried, grabbing Voldermort before he could escape and dragging him to a chair.
Shade forced him down, but Voldermort came to his senses then and pushed her away. He started to get up - and found himself staring at a wand pointed his way. "OHNOYOUDON'T. SITDOWN!" Shade ordered. Lord Voldermort shuddered. He had forgotten that the witch must obviously have a wand. The madwoman didn't need one. She was dangerous enough already. And thinking of dangerous. Voldermort had an idea that just might work. It was insane and dangerous and felt like something Shade might think up. At that thought Voldermort shuddered again and rejected the idea. So he did the only thing he could at the moment. He sat down.
Shade grinned, reached over, and opened a drawer. Inside was - makeup. Lord Voldermort groaned. 'I have a very very bad feeling about this.'
*~*~* ½ an hour later *~*~*
Shade held a mirror in front of Voldermort and he tried not to scream. He was so covered in makeup that his face felt like it was caked in mud. "YOU LOOK GLAMOUROUS!" Shade cried. He looked pathetic. "Enough!" he cried, struggling to his feet. Before Shade could react, he had plunged headfirst into the river. Her last words as he floated out of sight were, "YOU'LL RUIN YOUR MAKEOVER!"
Voldermort surfaced a while later in another room. He had planned on drowning himself rather than face another second of that deranged madwoman but the water was too shallow for this. He seemed to have floated into some sort of dungeon. He felt smooth stone beneath his feet as he hopped hopelessly on. He had dropped the umbrella in the greenhouse so now he dragged himself through the glowing water. 'Wait! Glowing water? Of course! The Creek has to leave the Manor somewhere!' He was seeing the reflection of the moon on the water. And it was coming from right behind that bend! Voldermort raced around the bend - right into an iron gate! (A/N: You didn't think I'd let him get away that easily!) He pulled at the bars to no avail. They were stuck fast. Then he heard the sound of a gate opening. The Lady Shade stepped through out of the dungeon door located behind him. Lord Voldermort stared at her. Shade was quickly coming to represent the physical entity of all his fears.
(That's all for now! Thanks for reading this. REVIEW!)