A/N: Same as always! No one you recognize belongs to me.
"My name is Milo, and I am an alcoholic" he replied. "Actually, I am from The Copper Isles- hence the skin color."
"You know, I know someone who you would get a long with beautifully! You're both smart asses!"
"Ouch, she bites!"
~Here I am with a hot, no wait scratch that, gorgeous boy sitting in my room, with me wearing a nightshirt and little else, and I'm FIGHTING with him!~
"Ok, I can tell we got off on the wrong foot, so lets start over" she said with a smile. Her lip re-split, so the young man handed her a handkerchief. At their hands touched, Alanna felt a shock run through her body. ~Well that's exciting!~
"Ok, I'll start. What is a stunning girl like you doing, knowing how to fight like you were?" ~Stunning? Ok maybe in my dreams, but the magic 8 ball says no!~ "Well, for starters, 'stunning' isn't the most common way to describe me, but thank you none the less. And second of all, I am the realm's only female knight, and I needed to fight both ways to protect myself from sexist pages and squires. Would you mind going into the other room so I can get dressed?" "Well, I was thinking how much I liked you this way, but I suppose I'll have to give in and let you change." Alanna sneered at him and waited until he left the room. As she tried to stand up out of bed, her injured leg gave way and she collapsed to the floor. She was determined not to let out a sound, but Milo had heard the thump of her hitting the ground from the other room.
"You ok?" he queried from the other room.
"Yeah, I'll be fine" grunted Alanna. Maybe. Eventually, she tried to rise again, but still couldn't make it.
"I give up! Come help me!" she yelled, disgusted with herself for giving in to the pain. He came running in, quickly enough that Alanna knew he had been silently waiting for her call. As he gently lifted her, he couldn't help but give a smart-assed comment, "Now, why in the world should this seem familiar?" Alanna punched him in the shoulder, hard enough to shut him up, but not hard enough to bruise his skin.
He placed her on the bed, kissed her forehead and left the room quickly. ~What in the world was that for? We just met!~ I don't know, but from the way you're blushing, I should think you liked it replied Faithful. A/N like I said before, sorry I wrote such a short chapter, but please review anyways!
"My name is Milo, and I am an alcoholic" he replied. "Actually, I am from The Copper Isles- hence the skin color."
"You know, I know someone who you would get a long with beautifully! You're both smart asses!"
"Ouch, she bites!"
~Here I am with a hot, no wait scratch that, gorgeous boy sitting in my room, with me wearing a nightshirt and little else, and I'm FIGHTING with him!~
"Ok, I can tell we got off on the wrong foot, so lets start over" she said with a smile. Her lip re-split, so the young man handed her a handkerchief. At their hands touched, Alanna felt a shock run through her body. ~Well that's exciting!~
"Ok, I'll start. What is a stunning girl like you doing, knowing how to fight like you were?" ~Stunning? Ok maybe in my dreams, but the magic 8 ball says no!~ "Well, for starters, 'stunning' isn't the most common way to describe me, but thank you none the less. And second of all, I am the realm's only female knight, and I needed to fight both ways to protect myself from sexist pages and squires. Would you mind going into the other room so I can get dressed?" "Well, I was thinking how much I liked you this way, but I suppose I'll have to give in and let you change." Alanna sneered at him and waited until he left the room. As she tried to stand up out of bed, her injured leg gave way and she collapsed to the floor. She was determined not to let out a sound, but Milo had heard the thump of her hitting the ground from the other room.
"You ok?" he queried from the other room.
"Yeah, I'll be fine" grunted Alanna. Maybe. Eventually, she tried to rise again, but still couldn't make it.
"I give up! Come help me!" she yelled, disgusted with herself for giving in to the pain. He came running in, quickly enough that Alanna knew he had been silently waiting for her call. As he gently lifted her, he couldn't help but give a smart-assed comment, "Now, why in the world should this seem familiar?" Alanna punched him in the shoulder, hard enough to shut him up, but not hard enough to bruise his skin.
He placed her on the bed, kissed her forehead and left the room quickly. ~What in the world was that for? We just met!~ I don't know, but from the way you're blushing, I should think you liked it replied Faithful. A/N like I said before, sorry I wrote such a short chapter, but please review anyways!