Whatever the ridiculously long title for this story is…
~ Mage Kitty
A/N: Well, I figured out how to do italics and stuffy… So I am vaguely amused by it… I have no idea what to write for this chapter, so it will be really odd… Probably…
DISCLAIMER: I don't own anything AF related… I only own Mrs. Mandrake and Night… Wow… So very much…
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Holly stumbled into the classroom, her long, auburn hair sticking out at odd angles.
"Miss, er?" A young male sprite asked.
"Murmph…" Holly muttered inarticulately.
"I'm sorry, did you just say your name is Murmph," the poor sprite said. Holly opened her mouth, then erupted into a yawn.
"Holly… She's Holly Short," Night said from behind Holly.
"Mrph," Holly turned around to face Night.
"Holls, you look terrible," Night said.
"Glurk," was Holly's only comment.
"Please sit down, Miss Short, Miss…" the sprite trailed off.
"Night Shade," Night said.
"Right, Miss Shade. Sit down please," the sprite said. The two elves sat down.
"Hello class, Mrs. Mandrake isn't feeling well, so I'm subbing for her. My name is Mr. Verbil. Some of you, I'm sure, know my son," the sprite said. All the females in the class groaned. Everyone knew Chix Verbil.
"He is rather annoying, isn't he?" Mr. Verbil admitted, "Now, start up your math programs. Today we're going to do polynomials…"
To: sorceress_green
From: double_trouble
Subject: Polynomials
Message: What's up with these polynomials?
To: double_trouble
From: sorceress_green
Subject: Secure Are you mad?!?
Message: What have we said about not securing messages, you idiot!
To: sorceress_green
From: double_trouble
Subject: Re: Secure Are you mad?!?
Message: No, I am not mad. I just don't know how to secure messages… Which is your fault.
To: double_trouble
From: sorceress_green
Subject: Secure Instant Messaging Session
Message: sorceress_green invites you to a Secure Instant Messaging Session. Click here to accept.
double_trouble says: What's with Holly?
sorceress_green says: Dunno. Probably stayed up late… Go back to your polynomials…
sorceress_green has left the session.
"D'Arvit," Trouble muttered.
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Holly sighed then yawned tiredly, what's going on? Why am I so tired? She asked herself. There was no response. I don't remember anything from last night… Except for going to bed… But why then am I so tired?
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You'll never know, Holly Short… You'll never know!!! The Dagger snarled.
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What is wrong with Holly… She doesn't seem… right… Trouble wondered.
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It's the Dagger… It's gotta be… I'm going to have a little chat with our friends down at Police Plaza after school today… Night promised to herself.
*~*~*~*~* Police Plaza *~*~*~*~*
"This Troll Population thing is crazy. It's not possible!" Cedar exclaimed.
"Well it is," Foaly assured them.
"Don't be ridiculous. The counter thing is probably broken" Root said.
"It's not. If you don't believe me, get one of your Recon officers to find out, Commander," Foaly said.
"Fine. Cedar, get yourself a pair of wings. Good ones," Root said.
"Yessir," Cedar said. He walked out with Foaly to get a pair of wings.
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"Er, Commander… I think Foaly was right. There are way too many Trolls around here," Cedar's voice said, crystal clear over the speakers.
"Get an approximate number, Captain," Root growled.
"Yessir. Er, about a thousand in one area," Cedar said. And as every little Fairy knows, Trolls are solitary creatures. So when you get about one thousand in one place was, well, unusual, to say the least.
"Come back, Captain… We don't want you spotted," Root said.
"Yessir," Cedar turned around and zoomed back to Police Plaza.
"So the counter isn't broken," Root said, wondering as Cedar deposited his wings back into the storage.
"It seems so," Cedar said, then nicked his finger on a sharp edge of the wings, "Ouch."
"Captain?" Root question.
"Oh, nothing. I just cut my finger on the wings. The blue sparks will take care of it. I'm still running hot," Cedar shrugged.
"Alright," Root said, dubious, for the finger was still stained crimson. He continued to watch the finger. There were no hints of blue sparks, "Are you sure Captain? Your finger isn't healing."
"Don't be ridiculous! I did the Ritual two days ago!" Cedar said, slowly loosing his confidence as the sparks never made an appearance.
"Try to shield, Cedar," Root said. Cedar tried. Sweat ran down his face with the effort. But he didn't even flicker out of view. Cedar and Root stared at each other, and that was how Foaly found them.
"Commander, Captain, I have some more… What's the matter?" Foaly asked.
"I have no magick…"
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A/N: As you can see, I love italics and stuff ^^ Keep guessing about Night's name. I think another hint is in order. Her full name. And sorry for the short chapter… It was either this, or nothing at all… Take your pick… And it was just such a great place to leave it off ^^
Mage Kitty =^.^=
Oops… Forgot to do the reviewer thing… I'll do it now ^^;;;
Becca: I don't know… Maybe my story will have a bit of Trouble/Holly... *winks*
Chrysgirl: Yes, not much is known about Night, eh? I don't even know that much about her ^^;;;
Fictionfan: Belladonna was a cosmetic?? Made by Nightshade?? Well, that's odd… Why would anyone wanna name a cosmetic after a poisonous plant?? No, Night's not named after makeup, sorry!
Auden: I am, I am!
Lutefa: Night is sorta a ruler… She's more of the boss witch or whatever… Your mother is mean. You were the one smart enough to bring the umbrella, it should be all yours! MWAHAHAHA!!!
Ladeda: Well, two people want this to be a Holly/Trouble, so maybe… And I was just about done this chapter when I got your review ^^;;; How weird…