Disclaimer: Once again......yadayada......... none of these characters
belong to me, the are all the "ingenious creation of the magnificient
Tamora Pierce" like I said last time. Don't sue!!!!!!
P.S. I NEED REVIEWS!!! HUNGRY FOR REVIEWS!!! CANT GET ENOUGH REVIEWS!!! Please don't make me beg and plead, it will not be pleasent. Sorry for the short chapter, if I added it into the first one it would get too long. Once again, I replaced the previously jumbled up chapter with a spaced-out version. It finally starts getting good in chapter 3, I swear!
2. "Oh, wow, that was great." Kel admitted, laughing, as she and Dom walked back to her rooms. "You mean when Raoul told off that matchmaking mother, or when Lord Wyldon discovered the little...er.... practical joke Neal left for him?" Dom asked, also laughing. "Both," Kel said, finally settling down a bit. "Listen," she continued, "thanks for walking me back to my rooms..." she trailed off when she saw the odd expression in Dom's eyes."Kel....." he began. He took a step toward her and their lips met for a breathless moment, before- "Oh how cute. My mush-for-brains cousin and the Lady Knight, saying their farewells," a familiar voice drawled. They broke apart, both turning a beautiful shade of red, and both glaring at Neal. Finally Dom broke the silence, "Ok, you caught us, Sir Meathead. Um....... bye Kel." With one last wordless glare at Neal, he left. Kel tried to escape from Neal, but wasn't fast enough. "Oh, that was certainly a precious moment," Neal said. "I don't suppose I'll ever hear the end of this," Kel guessed. "Probably not," Neal admitted. Kel replied by slamming the door in his face. "Touchy!" She heard him exclaim from the other side of the door, then listened while the sound of his footsteps faded away. Kel couldn't keep the happy grin off her face as she changed into her nightshirt. She plopped onto her bed and fell asleep, dreaming of Dom.
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P.S. I NEED REVIEWS!!! HUNGRY FOR REVIEWS!!! CANT GET ENOUGH REVIEWS!!! Please don't make me beg and plead, it will not be pleasent. Sorry for the short chapter, if I added it into the first one it would get too long. Once again, I replaced the previously jumbled up chapter with a spaced-out version. It finally starts getting good in chapter 3, I swear!
2. "Oh, wow, that was great." Kel admitted, laughing, as she and Dom walked back to her rooms. "You mean when Raoul told off that matchmaking mother, or when Lord Wyldon discovered the little...er.... practical joke Neal left for him?" Dom asked, also laughing. "Both," Kel said, finally settling down a bit. "Listen," she continued, "thanks for walking me back to my rooms..." she trailed off when she saw the odd expression in Dom's eyes."Kel....." he began. He took a step toward her and their lips met for a breathless moment, before- "Oh how cute. My mush-for-brains cousin and the Lady Knight, saying their farewells," a familiar voice drawled. They broke apart, both turning a beautiful shade of red, and both glaring at Neal. Finally Dom broke the silence, "Ok, you caught us, Sir Meathead. Um....... bye Kel." With one last wordless glare at Neal, he left. Kel tried to escape from Neal, but wasn't fast enough. "Oh, that was certainly a precious moment," Neal said. "I don't suppose I'll ever hear the end of this," Kel guessed. "Probably not," Neal admitted. Kel replied by slamming the door in his face. "Touchy!" She heard him exclaim from the other side of the door, then listened while the sound of his footsteps faded away. Kel couldn't keep the happy grin off her face as she changed into her nightshirt. She plopped onto her bed and fell asleep, dreaming of Dom.
SEE? SHORTNESS. THE ONLY SOLUTION? SEND MORE REVIEWS!!! THEN I'LL FEEL AS IF YOU PEOPLE ARE ACTUALLY READING THIS STORY!!!