Disclaimer: This is no longer a disclaimer, but a threat. They are not
mine, just my muses. And no matter how much I love them, feed them, put
clothes on their backs and a roof over their head, they are not mine.
Stupid authors.leaving their characters to fend for themselves.
CH IV: 0430-0439
"Hey, Syl-syl," Drizzt said.
"Sylvan," Sylvan pointedly corrected.
"Oh, sorry. Sylvan."
"What d'ya need, Drizzt angel."
"Where are you getting angel from?" Haldir asked. "I'm the blonde one, here. You're supposed to love me, not him!" At this comment Sylvan stood and went over to hug Haldir.
"Better now?" Sylvan asked, sitting on the bed beside him.
"Yes. Thank you. Drizzt, you may continue."
"Do you love me too, Sylvan?" Drizzt asked, sniffling. Sylvan sighed and went to hug Drizzt as well.
"I love you both. Now, are we going to study, sit around acting like a bunch of idiots, or are you going to tell me what you wanted, Drizzt?"
"All three at some point," Haldir said, resulting in the point of his ear being thwacked by Sylvan who had returned to her place at the desk.
"I forgot." Drizzt said.
"Damn," Haldir said. Sylvan whipped around in her chair, hitting her elbow in the process.
"What did you say?!" she asked menacingly.
"I.said.um.I said dang. Yeah, that's it." Drizzt looked at Sylvan and saw that her green eyes were no longer green, but a shade of red as well as her face. He then hid beneath the blankets of his bed.
"I may have lost the use of one arm due to hitting a pressure point," Sylvan said, "but that does not effect me being able to understand what you say. Nor does it affect my ability to know when you're lying. Besides, you always have this need to confirm yourself when you lie. So now I will have to punish you, which I was not intent on doing until you lied to me."
"Oh.n-n-no," Haldir whimpered, sinking down into the bed and trying to look as adorable as possible. "I'm s-s-sorry S-sylvan."
"Too late," Sylvan said, pulling Haldir into a sitting position by his shoulders. "Now. As punishment for both your lying and swearing, you will get your mouth washed out with soap."
"Being an Elf with heightened senses, I do not envy you my blonde- headed friend," Drizzt said, poking his head out from under the blankets before going to hide again since he saw Sylvan advancing toward him.
"And you, I want you to get the soap with which I shall clean out Haldir's mouth. What is more appropriate for his crimes than lie soap?" Sylvan said, then started to cackle evilly.
"Don't you mean lye soap?" Drizzt asked, once again poking out from under his blankets. Sylvan turned to eye him, her eyes having returned to a normal colour.
"What? What did I say?"
"Lie soap," Haldir said.
"Oh, yes, thank you Drizzt. I did mean lye soap," Sylvan said.
"Did not," Drizzt said. Sylvan nearly dropped Haldir because she was glaring so hard at Drizzt.
"Don't start with me, Drizzt Do'Urden, Daermon N'a'shezbaernon, son of Zaknafein Do'Urden, Daermon N'a'shezbaernon," she said. Drizzt flinched and whimpered. Sylvan had used his first and last name, as well as his family's historic name, as well as adding the 'son of' bit. That was never a good thing.
"Sorry, Sylvan. Forgive me?" he asked.
"Forgiven," Sylvan said with a shrug, dropping Haldir. The Marchwarden fell back on the bed with an 'oof'. Drizzt left the room to go find some lye soap. "Now, you," she said, looking at Haldir again. "Up."
Haldir nodded obediently and got up, then looked at Sylvan. Her eyes were still their usual green colour and her face was now back to it's usual colour. However, he was too bright to miss the deadly calm of her voice.
"Now," Sylvan said, "march to the bathroom. Do not get out of step." Haldir nodded blankly, then turned to go. "I can't hear your head rattle, Elf. And I didn't dismiss you, either." Haldir turned back.
"Yes, ma'am?" he offered meekly.
"Come on, boy, you've been in the army. I can't hear you!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"What did you say?"
"MA'AM, YES, MA'AM!" Haldir shouted, suddenly getting this weird feeling of deja vu. His mind drifted back to his days in boot camp.
"You are in the Elven Army, now, little Elflings. You're going to learn to walk, talk, and act like a real Elf. Is that understood?"
"SIR, YES, SIR!" the unit yelled. Haldir, however, had not spoken.
"Got something wrong with your voice, maggot?" Haldir shook his head numbly. "I can't hear your head rattle, boy."
"No, sir?"
"What did you say boy?"
"No, sir!"
"I can't hear you!"
"SIR NO SIR!" .Haldir shook his head and came back to the present, and looked into the eyes of Sylvan, who was glaring at him.
"Bathroom. March. Now."
"Yes ma'am!" Haldir said automatically, turning perfectly and marching to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, Sylvan made Haldir sit down on the edge of the bathtub. Drizzt soon appeared with lye soap. The Drow handed the bar to Sylvan. She turned on the hot water faucet and began to soften the soap.
"Which one is your toothbrush, Haldir?" Sylvan asked.
"The olive drab one, ma'am," Haldir said clearly.
"Oh, I've always had a soft spot for olive drab. Where'd you get it?"
"Well, the dentist gave it to me and it was originally just the blue rubber stuff. I just got some paint and made it OD."
"Really? Could you make mine OD but paint my name on it for me?"
"Sure, no problem," Haldir said.
"Aren't you supposed to be punishing him?" Drizzt asked
"Oh, yes!" Sylvan said, picking up the toothbrush and lathering up the bristles with the soap. "Now," she said, handing the toothbrush to Haldir, "over to the sink." Sylvan had gotten that evil tone in her voice again, and Haldir did not want to risk disobeying. Sylvan could tend to be rather violent when angered, and he did not feel like having to sleep with one eye open the next night.
"Permission to leave the bathroom?" Drizzt asked.
"Granted," Sylvan said. She waved her hand permissively. Drizzt immediately left and went back to the bedroom.
"Your next orders, ma'am?" Haldir asked, fearing the answer.
"Brush."
Haldir put the brush in his mouth and found that lye soap had a surprisingly nice taste. He made a mental note to himself about that in case it ever came to a life-or-death situation, but pretended to hate his punishment anyway. Sylvan made him make his mouth good and foamy before allowing him to rinse his mouth with water. She then made him do it again.
After his punishment, Haldir turned to face Sylvan again. She was smiling. That was somewhat scary as only a moment before she had been burning a hole in the back of his head she was glaring so hard.
"Next orders, ma'am?" Haldir asked.
"Tell me: did you learn your lesson?" Sylvan asked cheerily.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Then quit calling me 'ma'am'!" Sylvan said, throwing her arms around Haldir and hugging him, once again leaving him to wonder if she would push a rib through a lung. "You're forgiven." With that she let go.
"Thanks, Sylvan," Haldir said, regaining his breath. He offered Sylvan his arm and they walked together back to the room.
Love it? Hate it? Thanks once again to all my reviewers. Now, if you would like to see the next chapter.well.you know what to do :)
CH IV: 0430-0439
"Hey, Syl-syl," Drizzt said.
"Sylvan," Sylvan pointedly corrected.
"Oh, sorry. Sylvan."
"What d'ya need, Drizzt angel."
"Where are you getting angel from?" Haldir asked. "I'm the blonde one, here. You're supposed to love me, not him!" At this comment Sylvan stood and went over to hug Haldir.
"Better now?" Sylvan asked, sitting on the bed beside him.
"Yes. Thank you. Drizzt, you may continue."
"Do you love me too, Sylvan?" Drizzt asked, sniffling. Sylvan sighed and went to hug Drizzt as well.
"I love you both. Now, are we going to study, sit around acting like a bunch of idiots, or are you going to tell me what you wanted, Drizzt?"
"All three at some point," Haldir said, resulting in the point of his ear being thwacked by Sylvan who had returned to her place at the desk.
"I forgot." Drizzt said.
"Damn," Haldir said. Sylvan whipped around in her chair, hitting her elbow in the process.
"What did you say?!" she asked menacingly.
"I.said.um.I said dang. Yeah, that's it." Drizzt looked at Sylvan and saw that her green eyes were no longer green, but a shade of red as well as her face. He then hid beneath the blankets of his bed.
"I may have lost the use of one arm due to hitting a pressure point," Sylvan said, "but that does not effect me being able to understand what you say. Nor does it affect my ability to know when you're lying. Besides, you always have this need to confirm yourself when you lie. So now I will have to punish you, which I was not intent on doing until you lied to me."
"Oh.n-n-no," Haldir whimpered, sinking down into the bed and trying to look as adorable as possible. "I'm s-s-sorry S-sylvan."
"Too late," Sylvan said, pulling Haldir into a sitting position by his shoulders. "Now. As punishment for both your lying and swearing, you will get your mouth washed out with soap."
"Being an Elf with heightened senses, I do not envy you my blonde- headed friend," Drizzt said, poking his head out from under the blankets before going to hide again since he saw Sylvan advancing toward him.
"And you, I want you to get the soap with which I shall clean out Haldir's mouth. What is more appropriate for his crimes than lie soap?" Sylvan said, then started to cackle evilly.
"Don't you mean lye soap?" Drizzt asked, once again poking out from under his blankets. Sylvan turned to eye him, her eyes having returned to a normal colour.
"What? What did I say?"
"Lie soap," Haldir said.
"Oh, yes, thank you Drizzt. I did mean lye soap," Sylvan said.
"Did not," Drizzt said. Sylvan nearly dropped Haldir because she was glaring so hard at Drizzt.
"Don't start with me, Drizzt Do'Urden, Daermon N'a'shezbaernon, son of Zaknafein Do'Urden, Daermon N'a'shezbaernon," she said. Drizzt flinched and whimpered. Sylvan had used his first and last name, as well as his family's historic name, as well as adding the 'son of' bit. That was never a good thing.
"Sorry, Sylvan. Forgive me?" he asked.
"Forgiven," Sylvan said with a shrug, dropping Haldir. The Marchwarden fell back on the bed with an 'oof'. Drizzt left the room to go find some lye soap. "Now, you," she said, looking at Haldir again. "Up."
Haldir nodded obediently and got up, then looked at Sylvan. Her eyes were still their usual green colour and her face was now back to it's usual colour. However, he was too bright to miss the deadly calm of her voice.
"Now," Sylvan said, "march to the bathroom. Do not get out of step." Haldir nodded blankly, then turned to go. "I can't hear your head rattle, Elf. And I didn't dismiss you, either." Haldir turned back.
"Yes, ma'am?" he offered meekly.
"Come on, boy, you've been in the army. I can't hear you!"
"Yes, ma'am!"
"What did you say?"
"MA'AM, YES, MA'AM!" Haldir shouted, suddenly getting this weird feeling of deja vu. His mind drifted back to his days in boot camp.
"You are in the Elven Army, now, little Elflings. You're going to learn to walk, talk, and act like a real Elf. Is that understood?"
"SIR, YES, SIR!" the unit yelled. Haldir, however, had not spoken.
"Got something wrong with your voice, maggot?" Haldir shook his head numbly. "I can't hear your head rattle, boy."
"No, sir?"
"What did you say boy?"
"No, sir!"
"I can't hear you!"
"SIR NO SIR!" .Haldir shook his head and came back to the present, and looked into the eyes of Sylvan, who was glaring at him.
"Bathroom. March. Now."
"Yes ma'am!" Haldir said automatically, turning perfectly and marching to the bathroom.
Once in the bathroom, Sylvan made Haldir sit down on the edge of the bathtub. Drizzt soon appeared with lye soap. The Drow handed the bar to Sylvan. She turned on the hot water faucet and began to soften the soap.
"Which one is your toothbrush, Haldir?" Sylvan asked.
"The olive drab one, ma'am," Haldir said clearly.
"Oh, I've always had a soft spot for olive drab. Where'd you get it?"
"Well, the dentist gave it to me and it was originally just the blue rubber stuff. I just got some paint and made it OD."
"Really? Could you make mine OD but paint my name on it for me?"
"Sure, no problem," Haldir said.
"Aren't you supposed to be punishing him?" Drizzt asked
"Oh, yes!" Sylvan said, picking up the toothbrush and lathering up the bristles with the soap. "Now," she said, handing the toothbrush to Haldir, "over to the sink." Sylvan had gotten that evil tone in her voice again, and Haldir did not want to risk disobeying. Sylvan could tend to be rather violent when angered, and he did not feel like having to sleep with one eye open the next night.
"Permission to leave the bathroom?" Drizzt asked.
"Granted," Sylvan said. She waved her hand permissively. Drizzt immediately left and went back to the bedroom.
"Your next orders, ma'am?" Haldir asked, fearing the answer.
"Brush."
Haldir put the brush in his mouth and found that lye soap had a surprisingly nice taste. He made a mental note to himself about that in case it ever came to a life-or-death situation, but pretended to hate his punishment anyway. Sylvan made him make his mouth good and foamy before allowing him to rinse his mouth with water. She then made him do it again.
After his punishment, Haldir turned to face Sylvan again. She was smiling. That was somewhat scary as only a moment before she had been burning a hole in the back of his head she was glaring so hard.
"Next orders, ma'am?" Haldir asked.
"Tell me: did you learn your lesson?" Sylvan asked cheerily.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Then quit calling me 'ma'am'!" Sylvan said, throwing her arms around Haldir and hugging him, once again leaving him to wonder if she would push a rib through a lung. "You're forgiven." With that she let go.
"Thanks, Sylvan," Haldir said, regaining his breath. He offered Sylvan his arm and they walked together back to the room.
Love it? Hate it? Thanks once again to all my reviewers. Now, if you would like to see the next chapter.well.you know what to do :)