The Fans Hit Tortall
Disclaimer: I don't own anything really, except the plot. And I actually used someone else's idea, sort of, so when you're done with mine read RoseFyre's stuff. The plot is mine though! Don't steal it without permission! (Hm, that's not really stealing it if you get permission...) Enjoy!
Tamora Pierce put down the cantaloupe she was holding. She had just noticed a small group of teenage girls lurking near her, and her precious fruit.
No! They can't have my cantaloupe! It's mine! Thought Tamora, stroking her cantaloupe fondly. Oh, wait. They're probably fans. My fingers are already sore from autographs. Better make a run for it. Tammy set down her cantaloupe and edged away toward the canned food isle, fervently hoping the girls wouldn't notice.
But the girls weren't to be shaken so easily. Tammy sighed and decided that she would have to do her shopping some other time.
~*~
Tammy unlocked her door and walked inside her house. She shoved aside the pile of fan mail and moved the rug to a find an old, rust-covered key. She was just walking toward the back room when there was a hesitant knock at her door. Tamora quickly shoved the key into one of her pockets.
Tammy looked through the peep hole and saw the same group of teenagers who she had seen in the grocery store. She sighed exasperatedly and opened her door.
"Hi!" Said one of the girls, a thin, strawberry-blonde with freckles dotting her nose and large blue-green eyes. She looked about 14.
There were scatted "hi"s and "hello"s from from the other girls. Some introduced them selves but they all said it at once so Tammy couldn't actually figure out what they were saying.
"Hi," Said the freckle-face strawberry-blonde again. "I'm Maddy! Don't tell us who you are, we already know. You're Tamora Pierce!"
Tamora smiled. "Yes, I am. Would you like to come inside?"
"Yes, thank you." Said Maddy. She then stepped into Tammy's house and beckoned to the other girls to follow her.
Once all of the girls were inside and seated in comfortable chairs that were placed around a coffee table Maddy began to fidget.
"Maddy, there's no point in just putting it off." Said one of the older girls.
"Yes, tell her already!" Squeaked a younger girl.
Maddy glared at the girls who had spoken and took a deep breath. Then said, "Ms. Pierce-"
"Please call me Tamora, or Tammy, if you like." Said Tammy.
"Tammy, we know there's a Tortall and we want to go there! Please, PLEASE take us!"
Tammy gasped. "There is no Tortall! It's fiction." Her voice was higher than usual. Surely she couldn't tell these I children /Ithe secret she'd been hiding for the past twenty years.
"We KNOW there's a Tortall Tamora" Said the older girl who had spoken earlier. "We just know it."
Tammy sighed. These kids weren't going to give her a moments rest until they got what they wanted. She slowly took the key out of her pocket and walked toward the back room. The girls followed her. Maddy trotted along in front, looking extremely please with herself.
Tammy stopped in front of an old oriental rug with a picture of a castle on it. She stooped down and rolled it aside. Underneath it was a trapdoor. Tamora put the key in the keyhole and turned it. The trapdoor creaked open and the girls, who were all leaning in to see what was inside, were sucked into its depths.
~*~
He! Does this sound good? Do you want to be in it? 'Course you do! Just write your name (and if you don't write a name, I'll just use your username), your age, your physical looks, your personality and you're favorite character, and whom you want to meet in a review or in an email. Look below for a sample!
Name: Maddy
Age: 14
Looks: Thin, Strawberry-blonde hair, freckles (all over my nose), and large blue-green eyes
Personality: Hyper, talkative, likes animals, often sarcastic, and likes to cause trouble (and lots of it! *insane giggles*)
Favorite Characters: CLEON! YEAH! GO CLEON! *Dances around* He's so cool!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything really, except the plot. And I actually used someone else's idea, sort of, so when you're done with mine read RoseFyre's stuff. The plot is mine though! Don't steal it without permission! (Hm, that's not really stealing it if you get permission...) Enjoy!
Tamora Pierce put down the cantaloupe she was holding. She had just noticed a small group of teenage girls lurking near her, and her precious fruit.
No! They can't have my cantaloupe! It's mine! Thought Tamora, stroking her cantaloupe fondly. Oh, wait. They're probably fans. My fingers are already sore from autographs. Better make a run for it. Tammy set down her cantaloupe and edged away toward the canned food isle, fervently hoping the girls wouldn't notice.
But the girls weren't to be shaken so easily. Tammy sighed and decided that she would have to do her shopping some other time.
~*~
Tammy unlocked her door and walked inside her house. She shoved aside the pile of fan mail and moved the rug to a find an old, rust-covered key. She was just walking toward the back room when there was a hesitant knock at her door. Tamora quickly shoved the key into one of her pockets.
Tammy looked through the peep hole and saw the same group of teenagers who she had seen in the grocery store. She sighed exasperatedly and opened her door.
"Hi!" Said one of the girls, a thin, strawberry-blonde with freckles dotting her nose and large blue-green eyes. She looked about 14.
There were scatted "hi"s and "hello"s from from the other girls. Some introduced them selves but they all said it at once so Tammy couldn't actually figure out what they were saying.
"Hi," Said the freckle-face strawberry-blonde again. "I'm Maddy! Don't tell us who you are, we already know. You're Tamora Pierce!"
Tamora smiled. "Yes, I am. Would you like to come inside?"
"Yes, thank you." Said Maddy. She then stepped into Tammy's house and beckoned to the other girls to follow her.
Once all of the girls were inside and seated in comfortable chairs that were placed around a coffee table Maddy began to fidget.
"Maddy, there's no point in just putting it off." Said one of the older girls.
"Yes, tell her already!" Squeaked a younger girl.
Maddy glared at the girls who had spoken and took a deep breath. Then said, "Ms. Pierce-"
"Please call me Tamora, or Tammy, if you like." Said Tammy.
"Tammy, we know there's a Tortall and we want to go there! Please, PLEASE take us!"
Tammy gasped. "There is no Tortall! It's fiction." Her voice was higher than usual. Surely she couldn't tell these I children /Ithe secret she'd been hiding for the past twenty years.
"We KNOW there's a Tortall Tamora" Said the older girl who had spoken earlier. "We just know it."
Tammy sighed. These kids weren't going to give her a moments rest until they got what they wanted. She slowly took the key out of her pocket and walked toward the back room. The girls followed her. Maddy trotted along in front, looking extremely please with herself.
Tammy stopped in front of an old oriental rug with a picture of a castle on it. She stooped down and rolled it aside. Underneath it was a trapdoor. Tamora put the key in the keyhole and turned it. The trapdoor creaked open and the girls, who were all leaning in to see what was inside, were sucked into its depths.
~*~
He! Does this sound good? Do you want to be in it? 'Course you do! Just write your name (and if you don't write a name, I'll just use your username), your age, your physical looks, your personality and you're favorite character, and whom you want to meet in a review or in an email. Look below for a sample!
Name: Maddy
Age: 14
Looks: Thin, Strawberry-blonde hair, freckles (all over my nose), and large blue-green eyes
Personality: Hyper, talkative, likes animals, often sarcastic, and likes to cause trouble (and lots of it! *insane giggles*)
Favorite Characters: CLEON! YEAH! GO CLEON! *Dances around* He's so cool!