This is a script I wrote for Alanna. Be calm. Be cool. Basically I was bored and hyper. If I get good reviews I might ever continue. Lol

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Narrator: Alanna went on a an adventure with Jon and George. They got stuck in a deep cavern somewhere near Tirragen Lake. It is dark. And cold.

Alanna: Damnit. It sure is dark and cold in here.

Narrator: Slowly Alanna's mental health starts to dwindle. With only George and Jon to keep her stable.obviously there is not much luck.

Alanna: Jon. Why did I ever kiss you?

Jon: What are you talking about?

Alanna: Jon. Why did I ever kiss you?

George: *Cough* Alanna. Please. What ever conversation that may follow that comment will seriously scar me.

Jon: Because I am a rugged sexy beast. See my beard? I'm a hottie with a body and a cutie with a bootie and .what's something the rhymes with kingdom?

Narrator: George took thismoment to establish dominance, and muttered under his breath.

George: (Mutters under his breath) Small Dong.

Jon: I heard that George.

Alanna: Actually it is quite Large.

Narrator: Alanna last comment made George crumple into a heap on the ground and try to melt into the floor.

George: In order to satisfy my Male pride, which by the way is something you should not toil with, I need you t never remind me of that fact again. EVER.

Alanna: Geez. Chill. I'm just saying. It's not like I've never seen it before. I was disguised as a boy for eight years. Remember?

George: It's not that you saw it, Lass, It's the circumstances that you saw it under, and the proximity it was from your--

Narrator: George is promptly cut off as Alanna belabours him about the head an shoulders.

Jon: Hahahah Alanna, you slept with me!!! I was a good ride was I not? You should have married me. I'm WAY hotter. AND I have money and power.

Alanna: And about twice as much ego!

Narrator: Alanna added this last comment so enthusiastically, that Jon didn't realise..

Jon: Yeah! You see!. Wait a minute.

George: My head hurts.

Alanna: Serves you right. You neednt remind me of all of the filthy mistakes I've made in my life.

Jon: Are you calling me filthy?

Alanna: If you don't call Ghonorea, Syphilis, AIDS, Genital Herpes, yellow, rotting teeth and years of bacteria building up beneath your nails filthy, then I would HATE to see what you dub as clean food.

Narrator: Seeing as how Jon is too dense to understand the humour in that comment, he didn't laugh.

Jon: But I'm a sexy king! (He whimpered)

George: Think again small cock!

Alanna: It's bigger than yours.

George: Or it was, till someone kicked his mom's chin.

Jon: I don't get it.

George: (Irritated that his humour was wasted) Your mom's jaw was kicked, thus she bit half of your smenis off.

Alanna: HAHAHA Smenis. Like Small Penis. I get it

George: I had hoped you would.

Narrator: The conversation continued much to this effect for several hours .