A/N: My gosh, how long has it been? A long ol' time, I guess. I'm back, anyway, now that my life has returned at least partially to normal. Had a large amount of getting a job and college stuff to do, and then there were the voice lessons, and the play... but I'm not making excuses. Oh, no. *coughcough*
Chapter 7 - Tomiyo And The Brassiere From Outer Space
"Wow," Wilhelmina commented, staring at the sign. "'Welcome To Muntab.'" She walked carefully around it. "And here we have, aha, yes, 'Welcome To Muntab.'"
"We normally go straight through," Toki- er, Tomiyo put in. "This is something of a one horse country."
"Half a pig, Ai should think," Louisa said, her eyebrows scaling the majestic mountain of her forehead.
"I hope they have a Harga's House Of Ribs," Roberta twittered. "All this nasty foreign food has given me an attack of the vapors."
The group paused, and then Theodora surreptitiously pulled out her fan and waved it enthusiastically.
"Well," ventured Wilhelmina after the air had cleared, "we should get off the dock and find a city."
"It says 'Welcome To Muntab' on BOTH sides of the sign, and you think there'll be a CITY?" Theodora said.
"Er. hMaybe."
"Look, a little man!" Roberta squealed. "He's selling cheese!"
"hNo cheese for hyou, Roberta," Louisa admonished, grabbing Roberta's arm and pulling the other Lady away.
"Where did you say the wedding was?" asked Wilhelmina, manhandling a map off of a helpless tourist.
"In hMuntab," Louisa said, glaring at the tourist and hefting her brick-filled handbag.
"I think she sort of guessed that," Tomiyo grumbled. Ever since he/she had been forced into a corset and a purple dress, he/she had been in a mood that was slightly the worse for wear.
"Calm down, Tomiyo, we should be nearly there," giggled Wilhelmina, glaring at the map.
"Well, thank goodness for that. Can I get some pants? I'm beginning to feel a draft."
"Excuse me, young lady, do you happen to know where a decent florist could be located?"
Louisa turned around and stared at the rather distracted man in front of her. He stared at her. She stared at him.
"Oh, gods, no," he moaned, turning a bit on the white side. "Louis!"
"What's the date?" Wilhelmina hissed at Tomiyo.
"Grune 7th, why?" Tomiyo hissed back.
"Hurrah! We're on time."
Chapter 7 - Tomiyo And The Brassiere From Outer Space
"Wow," Wilhelmina commented, staring at the sign. "'Welcome To Muntab.'" She walked carefully around it. "And here we have, aha, yes, 'Welcome To Muntab.'"
"We normally go straight through," Toki- er, Tomiyo put in. "This is something of a one horse country."
"Half a pig, Ai should think," Louisa said, her eyebrows scaling the majestic mountain of her forehead.
"I hope they have a Harga's House Of Ribs," Roberta twittered. "All this nasty foreign food has given me an attack of the vapors."
The group paused, and then Theodora surreptitiously pulled out her fan and waved it enthusiastically.
"Well," ventured Wilhelmina after the air had cleared, "we should get off the dock and find a city."
"It says 'Welcome To Muntab' on BOTH sides of the sign, and you think there'll be a CITY?" Theodora said.
"Er. hMaybe."
"Look, a little man!" Roberta squealed. "He's selling cheese!"
"hNo cheese for hyou, Roberta," Louisa admonished, grabbing Roberta's arm and pulling the other Lady away.
"Where did you say the wedding was?" asked Wilhelmina, manhandling a map off of a helpless tourist.
"In hMuntab," Louisa said, glaring at the tourist and hefting her brick-filled handbag.
"I think she sort of guessed that," Tomiyo grumbled. Ever since he/she had been forced into a corset and a purple dress, he/she had been in a mood that was slightly the worse for wear.
"Calm down, Tomiyo, we should be nearly there," giggled Wilhelmina, glaring at the map.
"Well, thank goodness for that. Can I get some pants? I'm beginning to feel a draft."
"Excuse me, young lady, do you happen to know where a decent florist could be located?"
Louisa turned around and stared at the rather distracted man in front of her. He stared at her. She stared at him.
"Oh, gods, no," he moaned, turning a bit on the white side. "Louis!"
"What's the date?" Wilhelmina hissed at Tomiyo.
"Grune 7th, why?" Tomiyo hissed back.
"Hurrah! We're on time."