ADTATFR
~ Mage Kitty
A/N: I'm writing this with the screen black, so if there are any typos I don't catch, that's why… I'm supposed to be watch power point presentations of the screen thinger. Obviously, I'm not really. I'll shut up now… Not! OVER 100 REVIEWS!! WHOO, I'M 1337! Tonduil the Elf was the 100th, in case anyone was wondering. Probably nobody was...
becca8: Thanks.
Radioactive Bubblegum: Because I'm evil, that's why. Am I ever not evil???
Alex: You're the same person as Alex-with-a-lot-of-numbers-who-has-stolen-Rad's-name, right? Lol. Thank you.
Tonduil the Elf: If thou hast not read my A/N, you art the 100th reviewer. I'll stop with the terrible Olde Englishe thinger… Really? You can help me title this horrid thing? WHOO!! Lol, me happy now!
the_evil_but_niceish_one: I love cliffies, don't you know? I leave one in this chapter too! AHAHA! They are soooo much terrible fun! I love to hear you beg! BWHAHAHAHA!!!
The CheezHead: Oh, but I answered your question… heh heh heehhh… You should check your mail more often ^^ AHAHHA! ME EVIL! And I have another cliffie in store for you! BWAHAHAHA!
Kelsey: Oh, Night doesn't know everything, lol… Just you wait!
Evil Mint: You'll be bouncing some more, BWHAHAHAHA! I WANNA SEE ROTK! And the end of the Two Towers, if I think about it… *sniffy* I must go to Krymsan's house and watch TT on DVD and re-watch (for an uncountable time) PotC! Jaaaaaaack…
Laughing Dragoness: I just e-mailed you ^^ lol, don't bother asking… More evil cliffies to come, BWAHAHAHA!!
Disclaimer: I don't own Holly and friends…
*~*~*~*~* Chapter Fourteen: Idiot Darkness *~*~*~*~*
"I choose…" Root said, then paused agonizingly. He wanted revenge on Night for all of her stalling, "Let's go see the wings," Root smirked evilly, Ahh, they deserve it!
"What, no! You can't do this to us!" Night protested.
"Now you know how we feel," Holly muttered.
"It'ssss noooot faaaaiiir!!" Night whined. None of them expected her to react like that. Except for Holly. Night likes getting her way.
"Let's just go see the wings, Night," Root walked out of the room and the rest followed him like ducklings. Root glared at a few people as the stared at his following. By the time the group got to the equipment locker, Root was stalking evilly.
"Take some wings," Root snapped. Trouble and Holly quickly grabbed the best wings on the rack. Night stared blankly and grabbed a random pair of wings. She then put them on upside down.
"Er, Night? You do realize that that's a crap pair of wings and you have them on upside down?" Holly asked.
"How would I know?" Night asked irately.
"You seem to know everything," Foaly pointed out.
"No, I know nothing except for old crap. And incase you've never noticed, everything we've talked about is old crap," Night tried to wriggle out of the wings.
"Here, let me fix this," Holly said, and took the wings off of Night's back. She then put them away and got out a newer pair of wings and put them on her back, right side up.
"I've decided that all three of you are going, Trouble so you know when you are getting close to the source of the problem, Holly because I assume she knows what she is doing, and Night because she'll be very bitchy and whiney if her friends get to go and she doesn't," Root said. His estimation of Night's reaction was dead on, "All three of you will be armed -"
"Done and done!" Night held up a few daggers.
"- With guns," Root finished, eyeing Night's daggers oddly.
"Guns?" Night asked blankly.
"You know, the things you point and shoot?" Holly supplied.
"Crossbows? Longbows? Bows in general?" Night asked.
"Just a bit more advanced, Night," Holly sighed and shook her head.
"Then a crossbow."
"No."
"Yes?"
"No, Night. Not a crossbow, a gun. G-U-N."
"I think I've heard of those before..."
Everyone stared at Night. She honestly didn't know what a gun was.
"Night... I think we need to talk..." Holly looked worriedly at her friend. It wasn't normal not to know what a gun was.
"What? I'm perfectly alright. I just don't know much about technology," Night shrugged and held up the gun Root handed to her, "What does this thing do?" Night was referring to the trigger, "Hee hee hee..." Night pulled to trigger back, her shot barely missing Root's cigar, "Cooooooooooooool."
"Niiiight!" Root, Holly, Trouble, Cedar and Foaly yelled.
"It makes a flashy green light? Cool! I like this toy!" Night's expression cannot be described in words. (ie, I'm too lazy and I'll just do a emoticon.) Her expression is basically, ^^
"Night! That's a Duo-Pulse 6000! It's not a flashy green toy!" Root roared at her. Fearing for her safety, and the safety of others, he tried to take the gun away from her. That is how he learnt that Night has a good grip and doesn't let go of shiny, flashy or sparkly things. Or things that dingle, when you think about it.
"MINE!" Night curled up around the gun and hissed at Root. Nevertheless, Root continued to pull on the gun fruitlessly.
"That isn't going to work, Commander," Holly walked over and looked down at her friend.
"Think of a better way, then!" Root was dragging Night around the room in an attempt to take the gun from her.
"Oh, come on! I've known her for nearly thirty years now!" Holly rolled her eyes, "Let go of the gun Commander."
"You've got to be kidding!" Root looked at Holly disbelievingly.
"Just do it," Holly groaned. Root complied. Holly then leaned over Night's curled up form and began to tickle her sides. Night began giggling hysterically and randomly yelling random swears at Holly for her 'evilness'. Pretty soon Night was stretched out on the floor, rolling around to escape from Holly. Root picked up the gun and replaced it with a model of the Duo-Pulse 6000 that only shoots sparkly green light, nothing more, nothing less.
"Here you go, Night," Root handed her the fake gun. Happily, she began to shoot the green light at everyone and everything.
"Something tells me that this mission is going downhill," Trouble groaned, sat down on the floor and buried his face in his hands.
"Don't get too upset. We haven't seen her fly yet," Holly said with a glum expression on her face.
"Dear Frond."
Five minutes later, the group was out in a secluded area to practice flying. Holly and Trouble already knew how, but all were worried about what Night would do.
"How do you turn this thing on?" Night asked for the third time.
"Niiight," Holly snarled; she was beginning to get mad; it showed in her reddening eyes.
"Okay, okay. I press this button," Night pressed the button, "And move this joystick thing," Night moved the joystick thing, "And I move forwards!" Night flew backwards and ran into a stalactites.
"Oww... That was supposed to go forwards!" Night whined.
"We're doomed."
Forty-five minutes later, Night had gotten the hang of moving forwards, back, left and right. Now it was a matter of up and down.
One hour later, Night was able to fly half decently. Now for the actual mission.
"Holly, you'll lead and Night and Trouble will be behind in v-shape formation," Root said then added, "Yes Night?"
"What's this Vee-Shaped Formation thing," she asked.
"Fly besides Trouble," Root sighed.
"Okay."
"When you get to the, what now Night?" Root asked, exasperated.
"Can't we wait for four weeks?" Night asked.
"No, why?" Root asked.
"Cause then I'll have magick," Night said as if it was the most obvious thing under the world.
"Why do you need magick to fly?" Root asked, curious.
"I found this nifty spell that will make me have wings! Well, a few pages are missing, and I don't know exactly how to do it, but still, I'll have wings!" Night said cheerfully.
"We have no time. This is a recon trip only," Root continued his briefing, "No fighting or anything like that necessary. If you see something dangerous, get out of there quickly!"
"Yesir," Holly and Trouble nodded. Night picked at a loose thread on her sleeve. Root ignored her.
"Now get going!" he barked.
The group flew off, with Night randomly shooting forward, then falling behind, scraping the roof, scraping the ground, missing stalactites by inches, missing Holly and Trouble by inches and generally making a nuisance of herself. When they got to the overpopulated Troll area, Night suddenly had an idea. She passed one hand over her eyes, concentrating on the ability all little sorcerers have to see magick. She was a pale blue and yellow colour, Holly had no colour and Trouble showed up blazing blue. A few blue sparks floated lazily away from Trouble off into the distance. Night instantly recognized what that would mean.
"Guys! You have to follow me! I know where Trouble's magick is going!" Night said excitedly over their channel.
"Night, you can't fly worth shit. We are not going to follow you," Holly rolled her eyes.
"Fine then, I'll cast the spell on you, Holly," Night sighed.
"Cast a spell? Night, you have no magick!" Trouble exclaimed.
"I'll explain later. Holly, get over here," Night commanded. Holly followed that instruction and all of Night's next ones and soon enough she was seeing Trouble's magick float away.
"His magick's leaving to fast. Trouble, picture your magick and push it as deep as you can into your body!" Night commanded. Frowning, Trouble tried to comply. The sparks leaving his body left slower, "Good, keep doing that!"
"We've got to fly fast," Holly said, glancing back at Night.
"Go ahead, I'll follow," Night shushed them forward. Trouble and Holly sped off. In a matter of minutes, they both saw a dark haired man sitting on a throne like chair. Holly and Trouble concealed themselves behind a large rock.
"Night, there's this guy here. Be careful," Holly warned.
"I will," was Night's reply.
"I say we surprise attack him," Holly smirked.
"This is a recon only mission, Holly," Trouble turned to face her.
"He's the one taking your magick, Trouble, we've got to stop him!" Holly said frantically.
"Alright then, surprise attack," Trouble agreed.
"Sounds fine with me!" Night chirped.
"We'll wait until you get here, Night," Holly said. A few minutes later, Holly and Trouble saw a dark shape fly above them and fall in a heap in front of the dark haired man's throne.
"What do we have here?" The man asked.
"So much for the surprise attack," Night muttered.
*~*~*~*~*
A/N: Dun, dun, duuuuuuuuuh! *giggles* I wanna write all throughout the Chrimbo Hols (Damn you TazMoon for getting me saying/typing that, lol), but I wont be able to, because I've got a lot of homework, snowboarding stuff and other stuff... descriptive. For homework I have to:
1. Wellness Action Plan
2. Type Science Olympics things
3. Organize binders for finals coming up in a month (I'll never get it done otherwise)
4. Work on math review
5. Memorize forty elements from the Periodic Table of Elements (I don't know 5, and I've study for all of five minutes. *Rolls eyes*)
6. I'm sure there is more... Let's see. IP, no, Science, already mentioned, Wellness, mentioned, Math, mentioned, ELA... crap. Read five books and do journal entries for each... I HAVE SIX THINGS TO DO! AHHH!!! IT NEVER ENDS!!
Well, I don't have much of a life. Plus my mother wants me to snowboard enough for it to be worthwhile for spending over 200 Canadian on snowboarding stuff... Gotta go type next chap of my HP fic... toodlez...
~ Mage Kitty =^.^=