Wow, I feel loved again! Thank you to all of my jolly reviewers, you guys
make this so jolly worth my time(because I write so slow) and effort. Thanx
duey, PsychoLioness13, PurpleEyes1, Lady Bee, AJ 4EVA, and Shards of
Evensong. Please tell me if you like the title Friends, Or More or The
Wrath of the Gods. And if you have any suggestions for a combo of both,
please tell me. So far, the vote is.
Friends, or More:0
The Wrath of the Gods:4
Both:3
Kel and Neal went back to the mess hall after the conference with the king, already planning what to do. "What should our last name be, I think that they might recognize Queenscove," Neal said thoughtfully.
"We could use Mindelan, you know," Kel pointed out.
"Yes. your fief is so small and insignificant that it jus-" Neal was cut off by Kel slamming into his side so hard that both of them went toppling onto the floor, fists flying but not really aiming to hurt. Kel pinned his arms down and sat on top of him- hard.
"What was that you were saying about my fief?" she asked sweetly.
Instead of replying, Neal lifted his legs so that she flipped in the air and landed on her stomach, then he sat on her back. "Nothing, wifey," he teased. She scowled at this new nickname.
"If you call me that again, I'll have a sudden desire to beat the shit out of you, is that clear hubby? Now if you will kindly get off me, our marriage will get off to a nice start. If you refuse, it may begin with some of your bones broken," she said this in a teasing tone, but Neal was afraid that this may be some of her Yamani mask, and he knew that she was perfectly capable of breaking his bones. He got off her very quickly and offered her a hand to help her get up. He noticed a mischievous twinkle in her eye when she took his hand, and a split second later he found himself on the ground next to her. She was laughing hysterically while Neal sat there on the ground with his arms folded across his chest, but he couldn't resist laughing along with her.
"So, about the name, I was thinking Aladdin," Neal said.
"Don't tell me, it's the name of a famous Bazhir."
"Actually, it is in a bedtime story father used to tell me. It is really quite interesting. I'll tell it to you later."
"Why not now?" Kel asked.
"Because you aren't in bed, are you?"
Alright, that was pretty pointless, but I'm tired and brain dead right now. I think that the next one will be better. And now it is time to give me another lovely review!!!
Friends, or More:0
The Wrath of the Gods:4
Both:3
Kel and Neal went back to the mess hall after the conference with the king, already planning what to do. "What should our last name be, I think that they might recognize Queenscove," Neal said thoughtfully.
"We could use Mindelan, you know," Kel pointed out.
"Yes. your fief is so small and insignificant that it jus-" Neal was cut off by Kel slamming into his side so hard that both of them went toppling onto the floor, fists flying but not really aiming to hurt. Kel pinned his arms down and sat on top of him- hard.
"What was that you were saying about my fief?" she asked sweetly.
Instead of replying, Neal lifted his legs so that she flipped in the air and landed on her stomach, then he sat on her back. "Nothing, wifey," he teased. She scowled at this new nickname.
"If you call me that again, I'll have a sudden desire to beat the shit out of you, is that clear hubby? Now if you will kindly get off me, our marriage will get off to a nice start. If you refuse, it may begin with some of your bones broken," she said this in a teasing tone, but Neal was afraid that this may be some of her Yamani mask, and he knew that she was perfectly capable of breaking his bones. He got off her very quickly and offered her a hand to help her get up. He noticed a mischievous twinkle in her eye when she took his hand, and a split second later he found himself on the ground next to her. She was laughing hysterically while Neal sat there on the ground with his arms folded across his chest, but he couldn't resist laughing along with her.
"So, about the name, I was thinking Aladdin," Neal said.
"Don't tell me, it's the name of a famous Bazhir."
"Actually, it is in a bedtime story father used to tell me. It is really quite interesting. I'll tell it to you later."
"Why not now?" Kel asked.
"Because you aren't in bed, are you?"
Alright, that was pretty pointless, but I'm tired and brain dead right now. I think that the next one will be better. And now it is time to give me another lovely review!!!