Hello, it's me, but today I'm doing something different. I am NOT updating
Diary of a Pancake girl, I am NOT going to reply to my reviews and I AM
going to be completely serious, sensible and totally realistic. Oh, one
more thing. I am NOT telling you the reverse of all the things I am going
to be doing. ;-) Got that?
Pointy Ears Are My Thing - ahh, sorry I have induced 9 yr old fangirliness . . . but in truth it IS a great poster (not just saying that because I made it, cough cough) Ahh, spa treatment, I seeeee! Plushie sounds fun, but I'm not sure training will be that effective . . . more mental than physical. And yes, watch that flaming eyeball . . . very suspicious behaviour round water Indeed!
Fireblade K'Chona - I will keep you in mind if we ever have a fangirl stampede!
Bulma Greenleaf - glad you like, makes me VERY happy! And training . . . well, you'll have to keep reading won't you?
Lady of Mowzerness - your welcome. By the way, do you have a real name I could use?
The Noble Platypus - Sorry, I didn't mean to go all British on you. Jolly poor show of me and all ;-) Um yes, cattleprods . . . I will DEFINITELY keep that in mind!
Phaidra Good good, Pancakes (and Huinesoron) is brilliant! And I'm glad you like this too! Excellent taste that girl! :-D I'm crazy today, very sorry!
Elanhin - Because Alicia is the boss so ner! And why not ask Huinesoron (in an email) for a pancake poster?
Huinesoron - I'm very very very sorry sir . . . It won't happen again! Thank you!
Plum jam - have you read Pancakes by Huinesoron? He came up with the pancake idea, and the story is an excellent read!
Now, this ISN'T the next chapter . . . bored of that now, It's gonna get way too confusing . . . Happy reading!
Chapter 8 - Operation fangirl clone!
Leaving the fan girls with an extensive training program (the big dreamy poster inside a locked glass box) Alicia portalled back to ISPCE. She was finding her way down to the prison area when she heard a very weird sound from behind her (for anyone interested it was a sort of Aliwhaohmyeekshhmph!!! caused by the person (you will know who in a minute, be patient!) starting to call out "Alicia", then "what are you doing here?", then "oh my god", then eeking with the realisation lots of people were staring at her then shhhing herself, then finally covering up her mouth to stop herself making anymore noise. It all got terrible run together which is why it came out the way it did. Now, back to our main feature) Alicia turned around and saw Merrylyn, wearing a lilac cloak, jumping around with her hand over her mouth. Alicia ran over to her. "Merrylyn! What are you doing out of your cell?" Merrylyn replied "Mwulilmplefurfob" Then she uncovered her mouth and said "Liliac gave me a job! I work for MEAPS". Alicia looked around and checked no body was close enough to hear them. "Listen, I'm really worried about Legolas. Is there somewhere private we can talk?" Merrylyn opened up a door into a small empty room, and beckoned her in.
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"So the kitchen assistants must be evil! It's all there fault Legolas is bad!" Alicia saw Merrylyn's eyes start to cloud over and she could almost see the leather. "Merrylyn, this is important. We need you. HE needs you" Merrylyn snapped out of it and frowned. "It IS there fault! I just remembered, they created a magical gingerbread kitchen when we were passing through Lorien, and were talking about a pancake spell. I was distracted at the time, as I had to make a note of an elf I had splatted. Why didn't I realise?! I could have saved him . . . " Alicia patted her consolingly on the back "It's ok. The thing is, we have a shot at rescuing him now!" Merrylyn looked distraught "But how can I come with you? I report directly to Liliac, and she'll realise what's happening if I vanish, she's not an idiot! And trust me, you do NOT want to upset Liliac!". "Why?" Asked Alicia nervously "what does she do?". "That's the problem . . . I don't know what she'd do! But she does have a LOT of candles in her room, and once when we were talking I'm sure she was muttering under her breath "firey-firey burn-burn" Alicia was about to admit defeat when Merrylyn squealed and started hopping around "I've got it! I got a plan!" The two fangirls started to discuss a plan so daring and cunning that, if they could pull it off, could mean a sure fire advantage for the rescue squad!
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Alicia walked into the blue corridors of Tech, following Merrylyn and silently going over what it was she needed to say. Merrylyn went over to one of the rooms and peeked through the door. "Perfect! It's Alice! She'll let us do this; we 'bonded' on our last mission!" "What was that?" asked Alicia curiously. "Rescuing Smaug the dragon . . . Liliac's idea!" and with that she walked into the room, leaving a bemused and slightly worried Alicia to follow. "Hello, are you Alice? I'm Joanne, from the new Research department" Alicia went straight into her spiel, partly so she wouldn't forget it and partly so Alice wouldn't have a chance to argue. "We have recently read a theory that certain pheromones exuded by the elves are the cause of fangirliness. Since Merrylyn has recently been affected, she would make the ideal case study for our department." Merrylyn nodded in agreement at the confused looking girl. "However" continued Alicia "We have come across a small problem. Merrylyn, as you already know, has been enlisted by our much loved leader Liliac, and as such is not available for the constant testing required. Therefore" here she took a deep breath "we need to find a way to keep Merrylyn under constant controlled surveillance whilst simultaneously letting her carry out her duties uninterrupted. So the optimum solution is for us to clone Merrylyn and reserve the copy for our experiments. So if you could clone her . . . pretty please?" She tailed off, hoping that the really long words she had used had made sense and, more importantly, made her story more believable. She wasn't sure the end was as impressive but . . . too late now. "So let me get this straight . . . You're from research? What colour's that area? And why haven't you got a cloak?" "It's, um, pink, and I haven't got a cloak because . . . because they had run out of my size" Alicia hoped Alice wouldn't ask too many more questions. "So, about cloning Merrylyn?" Alice rubbed her eyes, as if the situation was all a bit much for her. But she did take the hair offered by Merrylyn, and started the cloning machine. She sent the real Merrylyn to fetch the clone some clothes whilst the machine clicked and whirred. Alicia and Alice sat there in silence for a minute, the Alice turned to Alicia. "So, pheromones. Who thought of that?" she asked curiously. "I'm not sure, but my superior heard the idea and thought it deserved further investigation." Alicia and Merrylyn had prepared for this question. However, the next one caught her completely by surprise. "So, who is in charge of Research? Luckily Alicia was saved having to make up a reasonable sounding reply by the hasty return of Merrylyn with an armful of clothes. The machine letting off a final beep ended all chances of the conversation restarting. The two fangirls hurriedly dressed the clone and left, waving goodbye as they propelled her down the corridor. Questioning of the clone proved that she knew as much about Merrylyn's history, her job and the hot one, and that she was equally as infatuated as the original. So Alicia did the only sensible thing. She left the room whilst the two Merrylyn's fought over who got to join the squad and who had to stay in MEAPS.
It was only a minute or two later when one of the Merrylyn's came out of the room. "It's me . . . the original. I've decided you should take the copy" "What? Why?" Alicia couldn't believe her ears. "Well, I've already met Legolas, and I should give my clone the chance. Besides, this job is kind of fun. I know it's crazy, but I think I had my chance. Better luck to the next generation!" Alicia shook hands with Merrylyn and watched her walking away down the corridor. She felt kind of strange talking the new Merrylyn with her. But all that changed when she walked back into the room. This Merrylyn was bouncing around the room "I get to see Legolas again! I get to see Legolas again!" Alicia smiled. It was still Merrylyn, the same Merrylyn she had come for. "Come on Merrylyn, I've got some people you just have to meet!!!"
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They returned to a kitchen of very unhappy fangirls. Quite a few had bruised themselves in their attempts to get to the poster. "Girls. Hopefully this has shown you why we need caution. Do not despair however, for we now have a big advantage! May I introduce . . . Merrylyn!!!"
(A/N) Sorry bout the strange humour that invaded this chapter . . . it won't happen again . . . unless you actually liked it? Um and Merrylyn, hope you don't mind how I portrayed you . . . if you don't like it, all you have to do is review . . . that counts for the rest of you as well!
Pointy Ears Are My Thing - ahh, sorry I have induced 9 yr old fangirliness . . . but in truth it IS a great poster (not just saying that because I made it, cough cough) Ahh, spa treatment, I seeeee! Plushie sounds fun, but I'm not sure training will be that effective . . . more mental than physical. And yes, watch that flaming eyeball . . . very suspicious behaviour round water Indeed!
Fireblade K'Chona - I will keep you in mind if we ever have a fangirl stampede!
Bulma Greenleaf - glad you like, makes me VERY happy! And training . . . well, you'll have to keep reading won't you?
Lady of Mowzerness - your welcome. By the way, do you have a real name I could use?
The Noble Platypus - Sorry, I didn't mean to go all British on you. Jolly poor show of me and all ;-) Um yes, cattleprods . . . I will DEFINITELY keep that in mind!
Phaidra Good good, Pancakes (and Huinesoron) is brilliant! And I'm glad you like this too! Excellent taste that girl! :-D I'm crazy today, very sorry!
Elanhin - Because Alicia is the boss so ner! And why not ask Huinesoron (in an email) for a pancake poster?
Huinesoron - I'm very very very sorry sir . . . It won't happen again! Thank you!
Plum jam - have you read Pancakes by Huinesoron? He came up with the pancake idea, and the story is an excellent read!
Now, this ISN'T the next chapter . . . bored of that now, It's gonna get way too confusing . . . Happy reading!
Chapter 8 - Operation fangirl clone!
Leaving the fan girls with an extensive training program (the big dreamy poster inside a locked glass box) Alicia portalled back to ISPCE. She was finding her way down to the prison area when she heard a very weird sound from behind her (for anyone interested it was a sort of Aliwhaohmyeekshhmph!!! caused by the person (you will know who in a minute, be patient!) starting to call out "Alicia", then "what are you doing here?", then "oh my god", then eeking with the realisation lots of people were staring at her then shhhing herself, then finally covering up her mouth to stop herself making anymore noise. It all got terrible run together which is why it came out the way it did. Now, back to our main feature) Alicia turned around and saw Merrylyn, wearing a lilac cloak, jumping around with her hand over her mouth. Alicia ran over to her. "Merrylyn! What are you doing out of your cell?" Merrylyn replied "Mwulilmplefurfob" Then she uncovered her mouth and said "Liliac gave me a job! I work for MEAPS". Alicia looked around and checked no body was close enough to hear them. "Listen, I'm really worried about Legolas. Is there somewhere private we can talk?" Merrylyn opened up a door into a small empty room, and beckoned her in.
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"So the kitchen assistants must be evil! It's all there fault Legolas is bad!" Alicia saw Merrylyn's eyes start to cloud over and she could almost see the leather. "Merrylyn, this is important. We need you. HE needs you" Merrylyn snapped out of it and frowned. "It IS there fault! I just remembered, they created a magical gingerbread kitchen when we were passing through Lorien, and were talking about a pancake spell. I was distracted at the time, as I had to make a note of an elf I had splatted. Why didn't I realise?! I could have saved him . . . " Alicia patted her consolingly on the back "It's ok. The thing is, we have a shot at rescuing him now!" Merrylyn looked distraught "But how can I come with you? I report directly to Liliac, and she'll realise what's happening if I vanish, she's not an idiot! And trust me, you do NOT want to upset Liliac!". "Why?" Asked Alicia nervously "what does she do?". "That's the problem . . . I don't know what she'd do! But she does have a LOT of candles in her room, and once when we were talking I'm sure she was muttering under her breath "firey-firey burn-burn" Alicia was about to admit defeat when Merrylyn squealed and started hopping around "I've got it! I got a plan!" The two fangirls started to discuss a plan so daring and cunning that, if they could pull it off, could mean a sure fire advantage for the rescue squad!
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Alicia walked into the blue corridors of Tech, following Merrylyn and silently going over what it was she needed to say. Merrylyn went over to one of the rooms and peeked through the door. "Perfect! It's Alice! She'll let us do this; we 'bonded' on our last mission!" "What was that?" asked Alicia curiously. "Rescuing Smaug the dragon . . . Liliac's idea!" and with that she walked into the room, leaving a bemused and slightly worried Alicia to follow. "Hello, are you Alice? I'm Joanne, from the new Research department" Alicia went straight into her spiel, partly so she wouldn't forget it and partly so Alice wouldn't have a chance to argue. "We have recently read a theory that certain pheromones exuded by the elves are the cause of fangirliness. Since Merrylyn has recently been affected, she would make the ideal case study for our department." Merrylyn nodded in agreement at the confused looking girl. "However" continued Alicia "We have come across a small problem. Merrylyn, as you already know, has been enlisted by our much loved leader Liliac, and as such is not available for the constant testing required. Therefore" here she took a deep breath "we need to find a way to keep Merrylyn under constant controlled surveillance whilst simultaneously letting her carry out her duties uninterrupted. So the optimum solution is for us to clone Merrylyn and reserve the copy for our experiments. So if you could clone her . . . pretty please?" She tailed off, hoping that the really long words she had used had made sense and, more importantly, made her story more believable. She wasn't sure the end was as impressive but . . . too late now. "So let me get this straight . . . You're from research? What colour's that area? And why haven't you got a cloak?" "It's, um, pink, and I haven't got a cloak because . . . because they had run out of my size" Alicia hoped Alice wouldn't ask too many more questions. "So, about cloning Merrylyn?" Alice rubbed her eyes, as if the situation was all a bit much for her. But she did take the hair offered by Merrylyn, and started the cloning machine. She sent the real Merrylyn to fetch the clone some clothes whilst the machine clicked and whirred. Alicia and Alice sat there in silence for a minute, the Alice turned to Alicia. "So, pheromones. Who thought of that?" she asked curiously. "I'm not sure, but my superior heard the idea and thought it deserved further investigation." Alicia and Merrylyn had prepared for this question. However, the next one caught her completely by surprise. "So, who is in charge of Research? Luckily Alicia was saved having to make up a reasonable sounding reply by the hasty return of Merrylyn with an armful of clothes. The machine letting off a final beep ended all chances of the conversation restarting. The two fangirls hurriedly dressed the clone and left, waving goodbye as they propelled her down the corridor. Questioning of the clone proved that she knew as much about Merrylyn's history, her job and the hot one, and that she was equally as infatuated as the original. So Alicia did the only sensible thing. She left the room whilst the two Merrylyn's fought over who got to join the squad and who had to stay in MEAPS.
It was only a minute or two later when one of the Merrylyn's came out of the room. "It's me . . . the original. I've decided you should take the copy" "What? Why?" Alicia couldn't believe her ears. "Well, I've already met Legolas, and I should give my clone the chance. Besides, this job is kind of fun. I know it's crazy, but I think I had my chance. Better luck to the next generation!" Alicia shook hands with Merrylyn and watched her walking away down the corridor. She felt kind of strange talking the new Merrylyn with her. But all that changed when she walked back into the room. This Merrylyn was bouncing around the room "I get to see Legolas again! I get to see Legolas again!" Alicia smiled. It was still Merrylyn, the same Merrylyn she had come for. "Come on Merrylyn, I've got some people you just have to meet!!!"
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They returned to a kitchen of very unhappy fangirls. Quite a few had bruised themselves in their attempts to get to the poster. "Girls. Hopefully this has shown you why we need caution. Do not despair however, for we now have a big advantage! May I introduce . . . Merrylyn!!!"
(A/N) Sorry bout the strange humour that invaded this chapter . . . it won't happen again . . . unless you actually liked it? Um and Merrylyn, hope you don't mind how I portrayed you . . . if you don't like it, all you have to do is review . . . that counts for the rest of you as well!