Hotohori clears his throat. "Polaris, you need a place to sleep, am I
correct?" Polaris, startled, simply nods, her face already a familiar red.
He rubs his chin with his thumb. "Let me see.we don't have any spare
rooms." (Geda: **cough, gag**)
Polaris tilts her head. A place this big had NO spare rooms? "Would you
mind sharing a room with somebody?" "No, your highness." Polaris chirps,
after her thought is interrupted. "Alright then.how about.Nuriko?"
Polaris' eyes bulge out. 'He can't be serious!' Nuriko glowers to himself. 'He can't be serious!' He hangs his head dejectedly, tears streaming down his cheeks. Mitsukake finds himself patting the head of a viciously sobbing Polaris. Hotohori seems to take no notice to this, as he is chatting with Miaka. Chichiri frowns. "Nuriko's not THAT bad, no da." "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!" Polaris wails.
The seishi are dismissed from the table. Polaris, still sniffling, waves at Chiriko and heads towards the kitchen. All the guards and cooks fly out, yelling. Chiriko treads lightly past them and into the kitchen. He finds Polaris sharpening up a large knife. "What would you like, Chiriko?" Chiriko scratches his head nervously. "I highly doubt this kind of behavior would be approved by Hotohori-sama." Polaris dismisses the thought with a wave of her hand. "We do have to eat, and it's not like we're killing anybody." Chiriko sweatdrops. "If you insist."
After sealing the room the best she can to keep Miaka out, Polaris finds some rice and vegetables. With a nod, she makes a quick stir-fry. The duo sits on the floor, eating stir-fry and talking about Polaris' world. "I think you'd like it. We have huge libraries with books about almost everything. There's computers, with are filled with knowledge, too, but they're a bit more advanced." Chiriko smiles. "That would be nice to have access to such technology." Polaris yawns. "I think it's about time for bed, don't you think?" Chiriko, barely listening, nods, thinking about 'computers.'
Polaris opens the door to find several guards, the cooks, and Hotohori standing outside the door. Polaris freezes in place. ".Oops." The guards and cooks are outraged and threaten Polaris soundly. She bites her lip, not daring to look at Hotohori. 'I'm in trouble!' she thinks, scratching her head. Out of the corner of her lowered oculi, she spots Nuriko snickering. Oh, was Nuriko going to get it!
Finally gathering up her courage, Polaris looks over to the emperor. He has a slight look of distaste, but seems pretty calm. "I.I'm sorry. Miaka ate our dinner and the cooks didn't want us to cook anything." She breaks off there, being to embarrassed to speak. Hotohori laughs a little, making his guards laugh. "It's all right. Don't worry about it." He pats Polaris on the shoulder. Polaris blushes even more. "Off to bed, both of you." "Yes, your highness!" Both chime before leaving the room as fast as they can. ** Thank you for reviewing! It makes me soooo happy! ** Polaris: Weee! I have a friend! *Dances* **
Polaris' eyes bulge out. 'He can't be serious!' Nuriko glowers to himself. 'He can't be serious!' He hangs his head dejectedly, tears streaming down his cheeks. Mitsukake finds himself patting the head of a viciously sobbing Polaris. Hotohori seems to take no notice to this, as he is chatting with Miaka. Chichiri frowns. "Nuriko's not THAT bad, no da." "YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!" Polaris wails.
The seishi are dismissed from the table. Polaris, still sniffling, waves at Chiriko and heads towards the kitchen. All the guards and cooks fly out, yelling. Chiriko treads lightly past them and into the kitchen. He finds Polaris sharpening up a large knife. "What would you like, Chiriko?" Chiriko scratches his head nervously. "I highly doubt this kind of behavior would be approved by Hotohori-sama." Polaris dismisses the thought with a wave of her hand. "We do have to eat, and it's not like we're killing anybody." Chiriko sweatdrops. "If you insist."
After sealing the room the best she can to keep Miaka out, Polaris finds some rice and vegetables. With a nod, she makes a quick stir-fry. The duo sits on the floor, eating stir-fry and talking about Polaris' world. "I think you'd like it. We have huge libraries with books about almost everything. There's computers, with are filled with knowledge, too, but they're a bit more advanced." Chiriko smiles. "That would be nice to have access to such technology." Polaris yawns. "I think it's about time for bed, don't you think?" Chiriko, barely listening, nods, thinking about 'computers.'
Polaris opens the door to find several guards, the cooks, and Hotohori standing outside the door. Polaris freezes in place. ".Oops." The guards and cooks are outraged and threaten Polaris soundly. She bites her lip, not daring to look at Hotohori. 'I'm in trouble!' she thinks, scratching her head. Out of the corner of her lowered oculi, she spots Nuriko snickering. Oh, was Nuriko going to get it!
Finally gathering up her courage, Polaris looks over to the emperor. He has a slight look of distaste, but seems pretty calm. "I.I'm sorry. Miaka ate our dinner and the cooks didn't want us to cook anything." She breaks off there, being to embarrassed to speak. Hotohori laughs a little, making his guards laugh. "It's all right. Don't worry about it." He pats Polaris on the shoulder. Polaris blushes even more. "Off to bed, both of you." "Yes, your highness!" Both chime before leaving the room as fast as they can. ** Thank you for reviewing! It makes me soooo happy! ** Polaris: Weee! I have a friend! *Dances* **