Disclaimer: I, once again, do not own these characters and cannot be held responsible for their actions. I only supplied them with weapons. If you don't like violence then you're in the right place… to realize it's time to leave, that is.
Muah hahaha.
You have been warned.
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"Yin, land this pile of junk." Argul croaked at the computer.
"Sir." It responded. The machine shook as it descended into the center of the garden. From the window Claidi witnessed plants blowing wildly beneath the slowly falling craft. She grinned manically and rubbed her thumb slowly down the tip of her knife. It hurt like hell but she almost enjoyed the pain.
"No I don't." She said to the narrator, but continued enjoying the pain. Then she started crying.
"Stop that." Argul demanded. "Oh come on, am I really that heartless and bastardly?" He asked the narrator.
The narrator told them to shut up and continue with their demented lives.
And they did.
The guards of the House were quite out of ammunition as they had wasted their supplies years ago on an air balloon and had been much too lazy to restock. They pretended to know what to do as the people of the House screamed and ran away. Claidi laughed at their fear. Argul snorted at Claidi's sadistic behavior but regretted his snort as it sent spittle down his windpipe and sent him into a fit of coughs. Claidi rolled her eyes and slapped him on the back.
"Thanks." He wheezed.
"Move it, Hulta butt."
"I'M NOT PART OF THE HULTA ANYMORE!"
"I know." Claidi stood in front of the door as it slowly opened, revealing her to the outside world. "Ooh, how I missed this place."
"DEAR GOD! You did?" Argul seemed surprised. Claidi, who by now had realized that her favorite sex-toy was a bit of an idiot just clunked him over the head with a sledge-hammer and left him unconscious on the ship. He'd have a headache but he might think it was a hangover from all the whiskey.
"Claidi?" A voice squeaked. It was Pattoo.
"Pattoo!" Claidi cried out, flinging her arms out to embrace her friend. Daisy was there too and they all hugged for a long time, sending them spiraling back in time.
That's right, back in time. I'll bet you didn't know hugs could do that to you. But they can.
(A/N: they need to go back in time in order for some real revenge to be had. Watch out Jade Leaf, you stinker. Here comes your worst nightmare.)
"Ugh." Moaned Claidi as she lay on a bed that was incredibly familiar. "What… what happened?" She rubbed her eyes.
"Sh!" Daisy quieted her friend. "It's not time to get up and I was having a good dream… wait till I can remember it."
"Ooh, I had a good dream too. Well, it was sort of good and sort of depressing."
"I've given up on mine, the rate you two are babbling." Pattoo muttered. "Tell us yours, Claidi."
"I escaped from here with a guy named Nemian, who turned out to be a total fart but that's beside the point. I wandered around meeting people who had dumb laws like in the House but they were better, sort of. And I got married to this wonderful man named Argul and flew a lot. It was all very complicated. But my name's not really Claidissa Star, no, I was switched at birth. My mom's probably dead by now. Wait… what? What am I babbling about?"
"It's time to get up." Daisy moaned. "And you're right, that is depressing. Disturbing too."
"Another day of Lady Jade Leaf…."
"No." Claidi sobbed.
"Yes." Pattoo laughed at Claidi's desperate face. "Green powder today, lasses."
"Not a chance in the world am I putting that stuff in my hair."
"But… you'll be beaten!" Pattoo was nervous.
"Not today, chura."
"What did you call me?" Pattoo asked.
"It's a Hulta word. Means 'dear.' It was part of my dream."
"Complicated." Daisy crossed her eyes.
(A/N: if I don't get too many "AHHHHHs" then I'll continue, but I know that was a little crazy… okay, a lot crazy. We shall see, my fickle friends. Thank you to my one reviewer. I enjoy you.)
