Part 6
Meanwhile, in Asturia, my friends were all planning on saving me. (What? No big party?) As soon as they arrived, they began trying to figure out the most effective and efficient way to save me. They had come up with a plan and now had to wait until nightfall. (Mind you, it's still day here. Right about now, I was pleading with the Sorcerers to let me go. Do you see the 'meanwhile' at the beginning of this part? Well it tells you all about the concept of this happening while the other stuff is happening, and you're smart, you've probably already figured that out, so I'll shut up, and get on with it!) Everyone seemed to be taking a break from fretting over me, and Lacey, Amanda, and Rebecca were huddled in a circle reminiscing about old times when the four of us were together, and how great it will be when we're all in the same room again.
Rebecca pointed out to the group that I had been developing a tender- looking black eye when she had dragged me to safety the first time they tried to rescue me. They laughed and giggled amongst themselves at my expense, and Allen walked over with a big smile on his face, amused by the laughing girls, and probably happy to see them relaxing a little. "What did she say, what did she say?" He asked enthusiastically.
Amanda looked up from the group and replied, "She said..... you're ugly." Then she turned back to the group and they all laughed hysterically, even though that wasn't what they were talking about at all. Allen looked confused, and almost hurt, then Amanda went to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Don't worry." She said. "I think you're beautiful. That was an inside joke between the four of us. You see, when we were in accounting class back home, we were laughing, just like we had been, and Rebecca did the same thing you did just now, asked about what we had said. Then I said, 'she said.... your ugly' to Rebecca." She paused so she could laugh uncontrollably, then continued, giggling, "I'm sorry. You really had to be there. But it was so funny, and when you did the same thing, I had flashbacks and decided I should liven things up.... well because...." Amanda paused and looked at the others. All of their smiles seemed to fade.
Lacey continued for Amanda, "It's because we all miss her, and these things we're talking about are things she did with us, and we're just so worried." (Wow. So they're not partying, despite my earlier beliefs. *snif.* I love those guys....)
"Yeah," said Rebecca, "although that little moment was terribly funny, it was kind of cruel, Allen, and we're very sorry to make you feel bad. Honey, if you're anything at all, it isn't ugly!" She checked him out!
Amanda shot her a dirty look as Allen blushed, and she threw her arms around him, using body language to tell Rebecca he's off limits. Rebecca got the message.
"Well, guys." Allen replied after Amanda had given him some breathing room, "that's okay, I guess. I really don't understand, and I guess it's one of those 'you had to be there moments'...... but I was there...." He said and walked away, still confused, but all forgiving, "....and I still don't get it....." He shook his head and was out of sight.
They all exchanged glances, and Amanda started to talk about a time when she and I were in Finnigan's with my little sister. "We ordered the Mainly Meat Platter, and before it came, she shotgunned all of the chicken fingers. I cried "Nooo! You can't!" She thought it was the funniest thing in the world that I was so serious and she was joking." They all laughed. (By the way, to "shotgun" something is to call dibs on it. This lingo derived from the cockpit of a plane, where the co-pilot's seat is called Shotgun. It was originally used to call the front passenger seat of a car, but later developed into calling first dibs on, really, anything at all.)
As they shared more moments, night approached and I had no idea they were planning to come and get me and take me to Asturia. So I fell asleep as Allen, Van and the Crusade Crew broke into the Zibach floating fortress, and quietly spent the entire night searching the prisoner cells of the building for me.
They looked everywhere. They all avoided the occasional guard, and quietly crept up and down the long confinement corridors, looking in on sleeping prisoners. They couldn't find me. Maybe it's because they ran out of time and had to leave or become prisoners themselves, or maybe it's because I wasn't in a damn cell in the "Dungeon!" I was given a quiet, comfortable room all to myself in the living quarters of the Dragon Slayer section of the Zibach Military branches of the building. The group left and Van prepared himself, for he volunteered to be the one to break the news to my friends.
And he put it so gently too. "Uh, guys. We couldn't find her and we're sorry. But even though the possibility of her being executed already is high and that there is little chance of us locating her in the massive structure, if she is even alive at all, we'll go back and look again."
Rebecca, Lacey, and Amanda's jaws all hung open, and they stared in disbelief at Van.
"Tell me your exaggerating!" Amanda exclaimed.
".....sorry," Van said, and left.
I'd like to tell you that there was a great mourning moment for my "death," and that everyone was crying and asking no one in particular why I was taken at the tender age of 16? Why, oh why? I'd like to tell you that's what happened, but I can't, because it didn't...... not to mention it would ruin my fan fic!
Instead, they all went to sleep the day away, because they had been waiting up all night for the news of my safe return. However, although there were no tears or why's, there was a great loss in everyone, and it seemed as if they'd never get their hopes up again.
Oh, if only they knew that I was waking up right at that moment from a troubled sleep, they'd probably be just fine! And then they'd party...... maybe.
Meanwhile, in Asturia, my friends were all planning on saving me. (What? No big party?) As soon as they arrived, they began trying to figure out the most effective and efficient way to save me. They had come up with a plan and now had to wait until nightfall. (Mind you, it's still day here. Right about now, I was pleading with the Sorcerers to let me go. Do you see the 'meanwhile' at the beginning of this part? Well it tells you all about the concept of this happening while the other stuff is happening, and you're smart, you've probably already figured that out, so I'll shut up, and get on with it!) Everyone seemed to be taking a break from fretting over me, and Lacey, Amanda, and Rebecca were huddled in a circle reminiscing about old times when the four of us were together, and how great it will be when we're all in the same room again.
Rebecca pointed out to the group that I had been developing a tender- looking black eye when she had dragged me to safety the first time they tried to rescue me. They laughed and giggled amongst themselves at my expense, and Allen walked over with a big smile on his face, amused by the laughing girls, and probably happy to see them relaxing a little. "What did she say, what did she say?" He asked enthusiastically.
Amanda looked up from the group and replied, "She said..... you're ugly." Then she turned back to the group and they all laughed hysterically, even though that wasn't what they were talking about at all. Allen looked confused, and almost hurt, then Amanda went to him and kissed him on the cheek. "Don't worry." She said. "I think you're beautiful. That was an inside joke between the four of us. You see, when we were in accounting class back home, we were laughing, just like we had been, and Rebecca did the same thing you did just now, asked about what we had said. Then I said, 'she said.... your ugly' to Rebecca." She paused so she could laugh uncontrollably, then continued, giggling, "I'm sorry. You really had to be there. But it was so funny, and when you did the same thing, I had flashbacks and decided I should liven things up.... well because...." Amanda paused and looked at the others. All of their smiles seemed to fade.
Lacey continued for Amanda, "It's because we all miss her, and these things we're talking about are things she did with us, and we're just so worried." (Wow. So they're not partying, despite my earlier beliefs. *snif.* I love those guys....)
"Yeah," said Rebecca, "although that little moment was terribly funny, it was kind of cruel, Allen, and we're very sorry to make you feel bad. Honey, if you're anything at all, it isn't ugly!" She checked him out!
Amanda shot her a dirty look as Allen blushed, and she threw her arms around him, using body language to tell Rebecca he's off limits. Rebecca got the message.
"Well, guys." Allen replied after Amanda had given him some breathing room, "that's okay, I guess. I really don't understand, and I guess it's one of those 'you had to be there moments'...... but I was there...." He said and walked away, still confused, but all forgiving, "....and I still don't get it....." He shook his head and was out of sight.
They all exchanged glances, and Amanda started to talk about a time when she and I were in Finnigan's with my little sister. "We ordered the Mainly Meat Platter, and before it came, she shotgunned all of the chicken fingers. I cried "Nooo! You can't!" She thought it was the funniest thing in the world that I was so serious and she was joking." They all laughed. (By the way, to "shotgun" something is to call dibs on it. This lingo derived from the cockpit of a plane, where the co-pilot's seat is called Shotgun. It was originally used to call the front passenger seat of a car, but later developed into calling first dibs on, really, anything at all.)
As they shared more moments, night approached and I had no idea they were planning to come and get me and take me to Asturia. So I fell asleep as Allen, Van and the Crusade Crew broke into the Zibach floating fortress, and quietly spent the entire night searching the prisoner cells of the building for me.
They looked everywhere. They all avoided the occasional guard, and quietly crept up and down the long confinement corridors, looking in on sleeping prisoners. They couldn't find me. Maybe it's because they ran out of time and had to leave or become prisoners themselves, or maybe it's because I wasn't in a damn cell in the "Dungeon!" I was given a quiet, comfortable room all to myself in the living quarters of the Dragon Slayer section of the Zibach Military branches of the building. The group left and Van prepared himself, for he volunteered to be the one to break the news to my friends.
And he put it so gently too. "Uh, guys. We couldn't find her and we're sorry. But even though the possibility of her being executed already is high and that there is little chance of us locating her in the massive structure, if she is even alive at all, we'll go back and look again."
Rebecca, Lacey, and Amanda's jaws all hung open, and they stared in disbelief at Van.
"Tell me your exaggerating!" Amanda exclaimed.
".....sorry," Van said, and left.
I'd like to tell you that there was a great mourning moment for my "death," and that everyone was crying and asking no one in particular why I was taken at the tender age of 16? Why, oh why? I'd like to tell you that's what happened, but I can't, because it didn't...... not to mention it would ruin my fan fic!
Instead, they all went to sleep the day away, because they had been waiting up all night for the news of my safe return. However, although there were no tears or why's, there was a great loss in everyone, and it seemed as if they'd never get their hopes up again.
Oh, if only they knew that I was waking up right at that moment from a troubled sleep, they'd probably be just fine! And then they'd party...... maybe.