Dislcaimer: "D'OH" is how Homer Simpson would put it, I think.
A/N: Okay.Bryan didn't get near me with the t-gun. Yay. I think he was shooting for Smoochy who's dancing in the corner of my quarters.
Time: Boo!
Holly woke up alone on the tower the next morning. She saw a wild flower in her hand and laughed. Boromir was such a romantic when he wanted to be. He must have had business ruling Gondor. That had to be it. Stretching, Holly stood. She was all smiles.nothing could ruin such a beautiful day. Looking out at the mid-morning sky, the soldier heard Boromir's voice. The tower was, after all, one of the lower spires in the castle. Faramir could be heeard as well. And so could the name Rachel. "Rachel?" Holly said to herself. She looked over the edge and saw her standing there.but it had to be a mirage. Rachel was wearing a slip. A red slip. Aw, hell, who cared?! Rachel was there! Holly ran down the stairs and dashed around a few corners, nearly running into an elderly servant. She sprinted out the doors and ran straight for her friend. "RachelRachelRachel RachelRachelRachel RachelRachelRachel!!!!" she yelled over and over. It was unbelievable. She was there.right in front of he- Rache had turned. There was a very nasty bruise on her cheek along with several cuts. Her knuckles had been torn apart and there was a small ut gruesome gash on her forehead. "Holly!" Rachel said without hesitation. They embraced strongly and Holly wiped away a tear. What had Rachel gone through to get here? Rachel followed her line of sight mentally and shouted. "Oh that?! No biggy." "Where have you been?" "Huh?" "I was so worried!" Holly screamed. She nearly burst into tears, but she found them humiliating and held them back. She was mad at Rachel momentarily for letting herself get hurt. But then.there was a new glow aroudn her old friend.wait a sec. "What went on between you and Legolas?" Holly asked, hands on hips. Rachel stared at her wide-eyed. She had almost forgotten about the "human lie detector." There was no way she could- "Could it be?! Did you finally rock the Casbah!?!" Rachel nearly fell to the floor. That was not what she had anticipated. Then again, it was comforting.Holly was as unpredictable as ever. Also, there was a feeling of want under it all.maybe Holly voiced what had been running through her friend's mind all along.Rachel shook her head. Holly was glowing. Did she finally get something right with Rachel?! Possibly?! "No! What made you think that?!" Holly's smile faded slightly with childish disappointment. She sighed. "You look different. You have that glow, ya' know?" Rachel looked desperately from face to face. No body else caught on to what Holly had asked about. They all looked utterly confused. "He had to have done something!" "I'll tell you later," Rachel whispered in her friend's ear. Holly jumped for joy and they entered the caslte for brunch. Both women recapped their journeys since their parting.
A/N: Hopefully, you all know what "rock the Casbah" means.otherwise, it's the same as rearranging furniture, jumping bones, rumbling the jungle, having coffee, and my least favorite phrase "doing it." Now ya' know! (I mean if you didn't before.)
A/N: Okay.Bryan didn't get near me with the t-gun. Yay. I think he was shooting for Smoochy who's dancing in the corner of my quarters.
Time: Boo!
Holly woke up alone on the tower the next morning. She saw a wild flower in her hand and laughed. Boromir was such a romantic when he wanted to be. He must have had business ruling Gondor. That had to be it. Stretching, Holly stood. She was all smiles.nothing could ruin such a beautiful day. Looking out at the mid-morning sky, the soldier heard Boromir's voice. The tower was, after all, one of the lower spires in the castle. Faramir could be heeard as well. And so could the name Rachel. "Rachel?" Holly said to herself. She looked over the edge and saw her standing there.but it had to be a mirage. Rachel was wearing a slip. A red slip. Aw, hell, who cared?! Rachel was there! Holly ran down the stairs and dashed around a few corners, nearly running into an elderly servant. She sprinted out the doors and ran straight for her friend. "RachelRachelRachel RachelRachelRachel RachelRachelRachel!!!!" she yelled over and over. It was unbelievable. She was there.right in front of he- Rache had turned. There was a very nasty bruise on her cheek along with several cuts. Her knuckles had been torn apart and there was a small ut gruesome gash on her forehead. "Holly!" Rachel said without hesitation. They embraced strongly and Holly wiped away a tear. What had Rachel gone through to get here? Rachel followed her line of sight mentally and shouted. "Oh that?! No biggy." "Where have you been?" "Huh?" "I was so worried!" Holly screamed. She nearly burst into tears, but she found them humiliating and held them back. She was mad at Rachel momentarily for letting herself get hurt. But then.there was a new glow aroudn her old friend.wait a sec. "What went on between you and Legolas?" Holly asked, hands on hips. Rachel stared at her wide-eyed. She had almost forgotten about the "human lie detector." There was no way she could- "Could it be?! Did you finally rock the Casbah!?!" Rachel nearly fell to the floor. That was not what she had anticipated. Then again, it was comforting.Holly was as unpredictable as ever. Also, there was a feeling of want under it all.maybe Holly voiced what had been running through her friend's mind all along.Rachel shook her head. Holly was glowing. Did she finally get something right with Rachel?! Possibly?! "No! What made you think that?!" Holly's smile faded slightly with childish disappointment. She sighed. "You look different. You have that glow, ya' know?" Rachel looked desperately from face to face. No body else caught on to what Holly had asked about. They all looked utterly confused. "He had to have done something!" "I'll tell you later," Rachel whispered in her friend's ear. Holly jumped for joy and they entered the caslte for brunch. Both women recapped their journeys since their parting.
A/N: Hopefully, you all know what "rock the Casbah" means.otherwise, it's the same as rearranging furniture, jumping bones, rumbling the jungle, having coffee, and my least favorite phrase "doing it." Now ya' know! (I mean if you didn't before.)