*TAMING THE LIONESS*
Disclaimer: I don't own...wait! I own Mandy, but not really...because she's based on one of my best friends cool huh? I thought so, any way I get to go see her today (Mandi) she's going to give me my rather late birthday present. It's Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Don't I have the best friends, as if you cared...now on with the show...
Oh yeah, one more thing so you're not confused, as I said before I'm gonna go back and forth between flashback and present. Flashbacks will be normal and present times (will be short, but just to mix things up) will be in italics.
ChApTeR eIgHtEeN
Wake-y, wake-y, eggs and bac-y...
Alanna sighed, and looked thoughtfully at Eleni. "Mistress Cooper, I find this a reasonable explaination, but...where's Mandy now? And Mandy seems very lovely, for the most part, and so, I guess I..." Mandy struggled. "Why didn't they get married? Mandy and George." She clarified in case there was any doubt. Alanna thought some more. "Or did they? Is this going to turn in to some big colossal secret that everyone's keeping from poor little Alanna?"
"Dear," Eleni said lovingly. "No. It's not some sick joke. But I can only tell you the parts of the story that I experienced mayself and what George told me of his experiences. And even them he might even have left parts out...parts he was to embarrassed to tell his mother." Eleni smmiled softly. "You'll just have to ask George yourself, he'll tell you everything. He loves you, you know that right?"
Alanna nodded, but deep down she had a deep dark gut wrenching feeling was emerging from the bottom of her heart.
*
"George-...." Came a soft seductive whisper. "Ge-o-or-or-ge" she said sing song like. "Geor-ge..." It was well past noon, yet George was still fast asleep, comfortable in bed. *I must have warn him out last night.* Mandy thought smugly. She smiled as George shifted slightly in his sleep. The sheets were displaced somewhat by this sudden movement. George unconsciously moved his are up over the top of the sheet. The thin white linen that was so inadequately covering George's muscular body was now doing no such thing. The sheet fell to just above his brawny waist. George's tan, chiseled, bare chest was now divinely visible. Mandy's own body became tight and her small frame was overwhelmed with tiny chills running down her spine. She sucked a breath and held it. She was apprehensive to exhale wondering if even that small movement would arouse him from his drowsy sleep.
Mandy gathered her wits and courage about her and gingerly placed a delicate pale hand on George's unresponsive exposed chest. "George..." She shook him softly. Nothing happed at first, so she shook him more forcefully. This finally got the reaction Mandy was hoping for all along. George's eyes fluttered open briefly. Slowly and slumberously he focused on Mandy's refined features; then George closed his eyes again without further reaction.
A few moments later there came an unidentifiable noise. "Err- " George groaned and rubbed his eyes. He focused once more upon the face that was leaning so beautifully over him. George was still upset by what he saw there. *Dammit!* He scolded no one in particular. *I was hoping, most likely in vein, that it wasn't her. I was hoping it would be anyone but her. I guess the Gods must hate me. It could have been Alan or Johnny or one of their friends, but no, I'm obviously being punished for something.* He sighed inwardly. *I really don't think I deserve this. I don't think anyone deserves this. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.*
From inside the stables of Pirates Swoop George Cooper, newly Baron George Cooper sighed heavily as he climbed the rafters and sat high from the ground. He had acomplished everything he possibly could in her, but was too afraid to even think of leaving. If he left he would eventually run into Alanna. The love of his life. The one person in all the world that gave him complete and absolute joy. He just hoped things stayed that way after his mother completed her horrible tale of embarrassment. 'Lanna was acting strangly, tense, and jittery, easily set off, he just assumed it had to do with her present state. She was pregnant with his child, that made him happier than he could ever hope to express. He thought it would never happen; George was almost certain that it would never happen, but it had. A smile crossed his lips thinking of his and Alanna's future...that is if she could possibly forvige and forget, if they could both forget, his past. Myles slowly climbed the rafters as well. He sat next to George and all was silent and understanding for a moment. Then one of them broke the serene hush.
"What are you doing here?" George demanded as he sat up in bed trying in useless efforts to wake up. As he sat up in bed the sheet fell even lower. He hunched his shoulders over and rested his elbows on his knees.
The sight of George's now fully bare chest made Mandy giddy; she couldn't think of anything whatsoever to say. So for a few moments she stared blankly at the fine specimen of a man that sat before her. Eventually George cleared his throat and that seemed to succeed in bringing Mandy out of her fantasy trance like state. "Umm- " Mandy started, wondering why she really was there. "Uh..." And then she discovered the fine woven basket still clutched in her right hand. "Oh yea," she said breathless. "Mistress Cooper, Eleni, wanted me to bring this to you." Mandy stated presenting the basket to him.
"What?!" George demanded now fully awake. He sat up straight and looked Mandy right in the eye, trying to figure out what she knew. *Who is this girl?* George wondered. *How does she know my mother, little own be able to refer to Ma by her first name. And now for the real stumper... why of all people are her sights focused me?* George questioned. *I'm nothing special, and I don't even know this girl. And that's what she is, a girl. Much too young to marry even if I'd have known her longer.*
Mandy played dumb to her first comment. "Yes. Eleni Cooper, she's a healer, a dern good one if I'm correct. Do you know her." Mandy asked knowing the truth. "I mean you must at least be well aquatinted with one another if she's having me deliver food to you." She smiled deviously.
George coughed and cleared his throat, wondering what to say. He looked her in the eyes again and saw a faint glimmer of a smile play across her full lips. *What am idiot I am.* He scolded himself. *She knows. How could she not know. She's just playing me!* George decided to go along and not call her bluff.
Alanna pulled a face and she shifted and stretched her soar stiff muscles. Eleni saw her wince and in a few moments they moved into the comfort of The Swoop. In what was days in the story, had turned out to be hours in real life. It was late afternoon, and Alanna hadn't eaten all day, and eventhough she was pregnant and eating for two, she couldn't have cared less. There were more interesting and pressing matters at the moment, but Eleni was more aware of her surroundings and needs; she had a better sense of time it seemed. So as she resumed her story right where she left of, Eleni began makeing a simple lunch for four...
"Yeah," George admitted. "I know her, she's my mother."
"Really?" She asked in mock surprise. "I had no idea. I just thought Cooper was a fairly common name here in Corus." She smiled and presented him with the basket again. He took it gratefully.
"I'm sure." George said doubtfully. "I can see how you would be clueless." That was actually meant to be an insult, but George let her take it any way she chose. He was simply imply, not flat out stating that she was dense. George began to inspect the contents of the basket. It was full of his mother's delicious home made delicacies. His mouth was simply watering in anticipation of the treat his taste buds were about to receive.
"So," Mandy continued. "I just came to get your answer. I was going to stay for lunch, but I wouldn't feel right inviting myself, you're not dressed for it, and I just don't have time anymore. The day is just fading away, and I haven't gotten much of anything accomplished."
George looked at the way he was dressed. What was wrong with it? He saw no problem with his choice of clothing. It could be worse. He was at least wearing tan breeches. "What answer? To what?" He asked remembering what she had first said.
Mandy released an exasperated sigh. "You forgot all ready? I asked you numerous times yesterday. It's a fairly important question, and it took me a lot of courage to ask it. I think you could at least have the decency to remember what I asked."
"Shit- " George cursed as the memories of the previous night abruptly and harshly came flooding back to him.
"I will not tolerate such vulgar language!" Mandy scolded.
"Sorry..." George replied like a chided puppy. He finished his sentence. "but no."
"No what?"
"My answer is NO!"
Mandy scowled at George as if she didn't understand the words she was saying.
"How'd you meet my mother anyway?" He asked remembering their trying conversation earlier and also where the scrumptious food had come from.
"That doesn't matter!" She yelled. "Do you remember what I said last night?" Mandy didn't wait for a response. "I said that you ``would`` be mine. Remember me saying that? 'Cause I know I wont forget saying it, nor your reaction. You can't stop me!" By this time Mandy was really getting worked and her breathing had become labored. Now Mandy was really getting upset. "I want to be queen! I ``will`` be queen! Even if..." She trailed off trying to think of a worthy and appropriate threat. And then it came to her. "Even if I have to fight you for it!"
A/N: Yes, well umm... I don't know how much longer this flashback is going to be, i sure didn't intend for it to be so long, but what can you do? I'll try to kick in ti gear and post longer and faster, otherwise we'll never get the flashback and even more important the rest of the story. Plus I've got a lot of other things I want to post, I just need to get this or Squire Keladry done... anyway Review because I feel bad for having such a long flashback, I hope you enjoy it despite the length hmm, now I've upset myself, but I've got friends to look forward to, and a wonderous book...
Disclaimer: I don't own...wait! I own Mandy, but not really...because she's based on one of my best friends cool huh? I thought so, any way I get to go see her today (Mandi) she's going to give me my rather late birthday present. It's Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. Don't I have the best friends, as if you cared...now on with the show...
Oh yeah, one more thing so you're not confused, as I said before I'm gonna go back and forth between flashback and present. Flashbacks will be normal and present times (will be short, but just to mix things up) will be in italics.
ChApTeR eIgHtEeN
Wake-y, wake-y, eggs and bac-y...
Alanna sighed, and looked thoughtfully at Eleni. "Mistress Cooper, I find this a reasonable explaination, but...where's Mandy now? And Mandy seems very lovely, for the most part, and so, I guess I..." Mandy struggled. "Why didn't they get married? Mandy and George." She clarified in case there was any doubt. Alanna thought some more. "Or did they? Is this going to turn in to some big colossal secret that everyone's keeping from poor little Alanna?"
"Dear," Eleni said lovingly. "No. It's not some sick joke. But I can only tell you the parts of the story that I experienced mayself and what George told me of his experiences. And even them he might even have left parts out...parts he was to embarrassed to tell his mother." Eleni smmiled softly. "You'll just have to ask George yourself, he'll tell you everything. He loves you, you know that right?"
Alanna nodded, but deep down she had a deep dark gut wrenching feeling was emerging from the bottom of her heart.
*
"George-...." Came a soft seductive whisper. "Ge-o-or-or-ge" she said sing song like. "Geor-ge..." It was well past noon, yet George was still fast asleep, comfortable in bed. *I must have warn him out last night.* Mandy thought smugly. She smiled as George shifted slightly in his sleep. The sheets were displaced somewhat by this sudden movement. George unconsciously moved his are up over the top of the sheet. The thin white linen that was so inadequately covering George's muscular body was now doing no such thing. The sheet fell to just above his brawny waist. George's tan, chiseled, bare chest was now divinely visible. Mandy's own body became tight and her small frame was overwhelmed with tiny chills running down her spine. She sucked a breath and held it. She was apprehensive to exhale wondering if even that small movement would arouse him from his drowsy sleep.
Mandy gathered her wits and courage about her and gingerly placed a delicate pale hand on George's unresponsive exposed chest. "George..." She shook him softly. Nothing happed at first, so she shook him more forcefully. This finally got the reaction Mandy was hoping for all along. George's eyes fluttered open briefly. Slowly and slumberously he focused on Mandy's refined features; then George closed his eyes again without further reaction.
A few moments later there came an unidentifiable noise. "Err- " George groaned and rubbed his eyes. He focused once more upon the face that was leaning so beautifully over him. George was still upset by what he saw there. *Dammit!* He scolded no one in particular. *I was hoping, most likely in vein, that it wasn't her. I was hoping it would be anyone but her. I guess the Gods must hate me. It could have been Alan or Johnny or one of their friends, but no, I'm obviously being punished for something.* He sighed inwardly. *I really don't think I deserve this. I don't think anyone deserves this. I wouldn't wish this on my worst enemy.*
From inside the stables of Pirates Swoop George Cooper, newly Baron George Cooper sighed heavily as he climbed the rafters and sat high from the ground. He had acomplished everything he possibly could in her, but was too afraid to even think of leaving. If he left he would eventually run into Alanna. The love of his life. The one person in all the world that gave him complete and absolute joy. He just hoped things stayed that way after his mother completed her horrible tale of embarrassment. 'Lanna was acting strangly, tense, and jittery, easily set off, he just assumed it had to do with her present state. She was pregnant with his child, that made him happier than he could ever hope to express. He thought it would never happen; George was almost certain that it would never happen, but it had. A smile crossed his lips thinking of his and Alanna's future...that is if she could possibly forvige and forget, if they could both forget, his past. Myles slowly climbed the rafters as well. He sat next to George and all was silent and understanding for a moment. Then one of them broke the serene hush.
"What are you doing here?" George demanded as he sat up in bed trying in useless efforts to wake up. As he sat up in bed the sheet fell even lower. He hunched his shoulders over and rested his elbows on his knees.
The sight of George's now fully bare chest made Mandy giddy; she couldn't think of anything whatsoever to say. So for a few moments she stared blankly at the fine specimen of a man that sat before her. Eventually George cleared his throat and that seemed to succeed in bringing Mandy out of her fantasy trance like state. "Umm- " Mandy started, wondering why she really was there. "Uh..." And then she discovered the fine woven basket still clutched in her right hand. "Oh yea," she said breathless. "Mistress Cooper, Eleni, wanted me to bring this to you." Mandy stated presenting the basket to him.
"What?!" George demanded now fully awake. He sat up straight and looked Mandy right in the eye, trying to figure out what she knew. *Who is this girl?* George wondered. *How does she know my mother, little own be able to refer to Ma by her first name. And now for the real stumper... why of all people are her sights focused me?* George questioned. *I'm nothing special, and I don't even know this girl. And that's what she is, a girl. Much too young to marry even if I'd have known her longer.*
Mandy played dumb to her first comment. "Yes. Eleni Cooper, she's a healer, a dern good one if I'm correct. Do you know her." Mandy asked knowing the truth. "I mean you must at least be well aquatinted with one another if she's having me deliver food to you." She smiled deviously.
George coughed and cleared his throat, wondering what to say. He looked her in the eyes again and saw a faint glimmer of a smile play across her full lips. *What am idiot I am.* He scolded himself. *She knows. How could she not know. She's just playing me!* George decided to go along and not call her bluff.
Alanna pulled a face and she shifted and stretched her soar stiff muscles. Eleni saw her wince and in a few moments they moved into the comfort of The Swoop. In what was days in the story, had turned out to be hours in real life. It was late afternoon, and Alanna hadn't eaten all day, and eventhough she was pregnant and eating for two, she couldn't have cared less. There were more interesting and pressing matters at the moment, but Eleni was more aware of her surroundings and needs; she had a better sense of time it seemed. So as she resumed her story right where she left of, Eleni began makeing a simple lunch for four...
"Yeah," George admitted. "I know her, she's my mother."
"Really?" She asked in mock surprise. "I had no idea. I just thought Cooper was a fairly common name here in Corus." She smiled and presented him with the basket again. He took it gratefully.
"I'm sure." George said doubtfully. "I can see how you would be clueless." That was actually meant to be an insult, but George let her take it any way she chose. He was simply imply, not flat out stating that she was dense. George began to inspect the contents of the basket. It was full of his mother's delicious home made delicacies. His mouth was simply watering in anticipation of the treat his taste buds were about to receive.
"So," Mandy continued. "I just came to get your answer. I was going to stay for lunch, but I wouldn't feel right inviting myself, you're not dressed for it, and I just don't have time anymore. The day is just fading away, and I haven't gotten much of anything accomplished."
George looked at the way he was dressed. What was wrong with it? He saw no problem with his choice of clothing. It could be worse. He was at least wearing tan breeches. "What answer? To what?" He asked remembering what she had first said.
Mandy released an exasperated sigh. "You forgot all ready? I asked you numerous times yesterday. It's a fairly important question, and it took me a lot of courage to ask it. I think you could at least have the decency to remember what I asked."
"Shit- " George cursed as the memories of the previous night abruptly and harshly came flooding back to him.
"I will not tolerate such vulgar language!" Mandy scolded.
"Sorry..." George replied like a chided puppy. He finished his sentence. "but no."
"No what?"
"My answer is NO!"
Mandy scowled at George as if she didn't understand the words she was saying.
"How'd you meet my mother anyway?" He asked remembering their trying conversation earlier and also where the scrumptious food had come from.
"That doesn't matter!" She yelled. "Do you remember what I said last night?" Mandy didn't wait for a response. "I said that you ``would`` be mine. Remember me saying that? 'Cause I know I wont forget saying it, nor your reaction. You can't stop me!" By this time Mandy was really getting worked and her breathing had become labored. Now Mandy was really getting upset. "I want to be queen! I ``will`` be queen! Even if..." She trailed off trying to think of a worthy and appropriate threat. And then it came to her. "Even if I have to fight you for it!"
A/N: Yes, well umm... I don't know how much longer this flashback is going to be, i sure didn't intend for it to be so long, but what can you do? I'll try to kick in ti gear and post longer and faster, otherwise we'll never get the flashback and even more important the rest of the story. Plus I've got a lot of other things I want to post, I just need to get this or Squire Keladry done... anyway Review because I feel bad for having such a long flashback, I hope you enjoy it despite the length hmm, now I've upset myself, but I've got friends to look forward to, and a wonderous book...
