Magic Beyond Magic
By W.I.D
Disclaimer: Yeah, right. And I'm Bill Gates' daughter. So's Cay. Not to mention that we're also rulers of the universe. And full-fludged goddesses. Well, maybe the last one *is* true, but...that's beside the point!
A/N: Why aren't you people reviewing! I know you're out there reading this...
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"So..."
"So this is Diagon Alley," Krissie said.
"I thought it would be bigger," Heim remarked.
Krissie nodded her assent.
"Yeeap," Krissie said, staring blankly at the wand shop, "shall we?"
"Okay!" Heim took Krissie's proffered arm, and they headed into Ollivander's.
"Whoa...spooky."
Krissie looked around at the dark, musty shop. The place was lit only by a few candles flickering on the walls with a bit of light being obscured by dust on the front windows. Heim sneezed.
"Bless you," a man's voice added. Both Heim and Krissie jumped, doing the freak-out anime pose (10), knocking over a...wand...case...?
"Oh, my gosh! we're *so* sorry!" Krissie cried out, rushing to pick up the spilled wands while Heim shouted, "What the frell are you trying to do, give us a heart attack? Hon-est-ly! Make some noise, will you, for crying out loud! (11)"
Krissie threw an empty wand box at Heim, who proceeded to perform a not very exaggerated death scene.
"Oh, I'm dying. Dy...ing. *Dy*... ... ...ing."
"Shut up."
"You see, the whole reason my death scenes are getting worse and worse is because you don't care."
"I'd care more if they were more believable."
"A vicious cycle, isn't it?" Heim theorized.
Meanwhile, Mr. Ollivander stood nearby, utterly confused as to what these two odd girls were doing, and wondered when they would stop.
"So, um...what are we doing here again?...oh, wands! That's right!"
"So, where can we find the owner of this fine establishment that we may obtain a quality pair of sorcery sticks?" Krissie acknowledged, turning in a circle for no reason whatsoever.
"Um...hello," Ollivander interjected. Heim and Krissie turned to him and began shaking his hands, greeting him warmly.
"Oh, hello!"
"How nice to meet you!"
"How are you, my good fellow? Do hope you're well!"
"The weather is nice, ain't it, my friend?"
"Wonderful day to serve us, won't you agree?"
Going serious, Krissie added, "we need wands."
"Which is your wand arm?"
"Right," Heim said at the same moment Krissie said, "left."
By this time, Mr. Ollivander was getting exasperated, and just shoved wands into their hands.
The two waved their wands, and something exploded...but something else did not explode.
"Which of you blew up the thing?" Mr. Ollivander asked.
Heim pointed at Krissie, who pointed at Heim. The two pointed at each other, and shouted, "she did it(12)!"
Ollivander was beginning to lose his temper and snapped,"you switch wands. You, keep yours."
"Yuu's not here..." Krissie said (13).
Mr. Ollivander growled and sat Krissie down.
"Now...wave your wand," he growled at Heim.
"Challenge me if you dare!" she cried, waving it around, causing a stream of sparkly stuff to whirl around madly, and the door opened.
"They do!? (14)"
Rusty walked in, and, seeing all the wands, cried the McDonald family war cry: "not the face! Not the face (15)!"
(Gee, this chapter's really long... ...you know...we should leave it as a cliffhanger...
It's not exciting enough for a cliffhanger!
Fine. Eighty-six the last bit. Rewrite! ...now.)
Rusty swaggered in (16), decked out Rambo style, with guns and bombs, and a portable blender (17). In a voice à la Arnold Schwartzenegger, he said...
(our first cliffhanger!)
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Notes:
10: Go watch anime, people!
11: Heim watches Stargate, and you should, too! Hon-est-ly, people!
12: You're getting sick of it, ain'cha? Ain'cha?
13: Yuu is an anime name. Go read Marmalade Boy.
14: It's an anime quote.
15: The MacDonlad war cry is different. It's "The Face! The Face!" Think about it.
16: Rusty's note: "I have never swaggered in my life."
17: Didja *think* we were gonna let the blender die? Did you? Did you!?
By W.I.D
Disclaimer: Yeah, right. And I'm Bill Gates' daughter. So's Cay. Not to mention that we're also rulers of the universe. And full-fludged goddesses. Well, maybe the last one *is* true, but...that's beside the point!
A/N: Why aren't you people reviewing! I know you're out there reading this...
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
"So..."
"So this is Diagon Alley," Krissie said.
"I thought it would be bigger," Heim remarked.
Krissie nodded her assent.
"Yeeap," Krissie said, staring blankly at the wand shop, "shall we?"
"Okay!" Heim took Krissie's proffered arm, and they headed into Ollivander's.
"Whoa...spooky."
Krissie looked around at the dark, musty shop. The place was lit only by a few candles flickering on the walls with a bit of light being obscured by dust on the front windows. Heim sneezed.
"Bless you," a man's voice added. Both Heim and Krissie jumped, doing the freak-out anime pose (10), knocking over a...wand...case...?
"Oh, my gosh! we're *so* sorry!" Krissie cried out, rushing to pick up the spilled wands while Heim shouted, "What the frell are you trying to do, give us a heart attack? Hon-est-ly! Make some noise, will you, for crying out loud! (11)"
Krissie threw an empty wand box at Heim, who proceeded to perform a not very exaggerated death scene.
"Oh, I'm dying. Dy...ing. *Dy*... ... ...ing."
"Shut up."
"You see, the whole reason my death scenes are getting worse and worse is because you don't care."
"I'd care more if they were more believable."
"A vicious cycle, isn't it?" Heim theorized.
Meanwhile, Mr. Ollivander stood nearby, utterly confused as to what these two odd girls were doing, and wondered when they would stop.
"So, um...what are we doing here again?...oh, wands! That's right!"
"So, where can we find the owner of this fine establishment that we may obtain a quality pair of sorcery sticks?" Krissie acknowledged, turning in a circle for no reason whatsoever.
"Um...hello," Ollivander interjected. Heim and Krissie turned to him and began shaking his hands, greeting him warmly.
"Oh, hello!"
"How nice to meet you!"
"How are you, my good fellow? Do hope you're well!"
"The weather is nice, ain't it, my friend?"
"Wonderful day to serve us, won't you agree?"
Going serious, Krissie added, "we need wands."
"Which is your wand arm?"
"Right," Heim said at the same moment Krissie said, "left."
By this time, Mr. Ollivander was getting exasperated, and just shoved wands into their hands.
The two waved their wands, and something exploded...but something else did not explode.
"Which of you blew up the thing?" Mr. Ollivander asked.
Heim pointed at Krissie, who pointed at Heim. The two pointed at each other, and shouted, "she did it(12)!"
Ollivander was beginning to lose his temper and snapped,"you switch wands. You, keep yours."
"Yuu's not here..." Krissie said (13).
Mr. Ollivander growled and sat Krissie down.
"Now...wave your wand," he growled at Heim.
"Challenge me if you dare!" she cried, waving it around, causing a stream of sparkly stuff to whirl around madly, and the door opened.
"They do!? (14)"
Rusty walked in, and, seeing all the wands, cried the McDonald family war cry: "not the face! Not the face (15)!"
(Gee, this chapter's really long... ...you know...we should leave it as a cliffhanger...
It's not exciting enough for a cliffhanger!
Fine. Eighty-six the last bit. Rewrite! ...now.)
Rusty swaggered in (16), decked out Rambo style, with guns and bombs, and a portable blender (17). In a voice à la Arnold Schwartzenegger, he said...
(our first cliffhanger!)
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Notes:
10: Go watch anime, people!
11: Heim watches Stargate, and you should, too! Hon-est-ly, people!
12: You're getting sick of it, ain'cha? Ain'cha?
13: Yuu is an anime name. Go read Marmalade Boy.
14: It's an anime quote.
15: The MacDonlad war cry is different. It's "The Face! The Face!" Think about it.
16: Rusty's note: "I have never swaggered in my life."
17: Didja *think* we were gonna let the blender die? Did you? Did you!?
