A/N: Wow! Look at this! TWO chapters in TWO days!!!!!!!!!!!!! Aren't you
proud of us?
Disclaimer: Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears! No, not literally!!! Now look, even the disclaimer's not ours! Part of it belongs to Shakespeare. So if we can't even be original in our disclaimer, what hope do you think our story has? Oh well. We'll say it anyway. Thom and Delia and anyone else you recognise throughout this story from books by Tamora Pierce belong to, you guessed it, TAMORA PIERCE!!!!!!!!!!
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Thom was escorted by Rowena through the a corridor, around several corners, up a staircase, past the class rooms and the 2nd floor lavatory, up another staircase, around several more corners, down a stair case, through the a corridor, around several more corners, up yet another staircase, past the class rooms and the 2nd floor lavatory, up another staircase, around several more corners, down a stair case, through the a corridor, around several corners, up a staircase, past the class rooms and the 2nd floor lavatory, up another staircase, around several more corners and down a stair case.
"Umm, are we just going around in circles?" Thom questioned Rowena.
"Oh !@&%(#. I can't remember !&&#*$@ the way," Rowena exclaimed.
"Oh." Thom thought for a moment. "Maybe this will help" said Thom pointing to a map next to the 2nd floor lavatory with a big arrow on it saying 'You are here'.
"You're probably $%*# right." Said Rowena and examined the map more closely. "Ah, I !&&#$* remember now. Follow me." And she strided off down the hall.
They finally reached a corridor with a sign hanging above it. It said 'For those who have spiwet'.
"This," said Rowena "is where $#^%%& people like you sleep."
A few doors down, was a room with some bags outside. On the door was a slate with writing on it .
Thom read aloud: "'Delia of Eldorne, Thomasina of Trebond' That's me! That's Me!" Thom was jumping up and down excitedly upon seeing his new name.
Rowena opened the door and sitting on the bed with a nail file in their hand was..,
"Oh. My. Gawd! A girl! A real girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" squealed Thom.
"Oh, hello, you must be Thomasina of Trebond. I'm Delia of Eldorne, your roommate. The First Daughter told me of your arrival and that I should be expecting you any minute, but that was over four hours ago. Did you get lost or something?"
"Rowena couldn't remember the way, and the she fell down 4 flights of stairs, and then had a call of nature and she took FOREVER!!!!!! I thought she must have fallen in or something," answered Thom.
"Hmpff. For your information, getting your foot ^@&% stuck in the bowl dose not count as #$*^falling in." Rowena left to find the First Daughter again.
"Here, I'll help you unpack," said Delia, moving toward the bags. She picked up one and suddenly landed flat on her face, having tripped over Thom's Secret Fairy Diary With Matching Padlock.
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A/N Yay! This chapie's slightly longer!!! We want lot's of reviews for this chapter cos there probably wont be another for a while. If you read this and don't review, your mean. It doesn't even take much effort! You click the button, you type a name, any name (or none if you really don't want to) the you type :( if you didn't like it, :) if you did, and :D if you really liked it. Or you can write words.
Thanx to:
RoseFyre: Probably wont, seen as it's private and all that, but if he dose, I'm thinking tomato sauce.
Galadriel Greenleaf: :D
ChaChaChica: Put the torture instruments away cos this is as pronto as it's gonna get! Yes, your name IS cool.
nicole: :P :D
Disclaimer: Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears! No, not literally!!! Now look, even the disclaimer's not ours! Part of it belongs to Shakespeare. So if we can't even be original in our disclaimer, what hope do you think our story has? Oh well. We'll say it anyway. Thom and Delia and anyone else you recognise throughout this story from books by Tamora Pierce belong to, you guessed it, TAMORA PIERCE!!!!!!!!!!
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Thom was escorted by Rowena through the a corridor, around several corners, up a staircase, past the class rooms and the 2nd floor lavatory, up another staircase, around several more corners, down a stair case, through the a corridor, around several more corners, up yet another staircase, past the class rooms and the 2nd floor lavatory, up another staircase, around several more corners, down a stair case, through the a corridor, around several corners, up a staircase, past the class rooms and the 2nd floor lavatory, up another staircase, around several more corners and down a stair case.
"Umm, are we just going around in circles?" Thom questioned Rowena.
"Oh !@&%(#. I can't remember !&&#*$@ the way," Rowena exclaimed.
"Oh." Thom thought for a moment. "Maybe this will help" said Thom pointing to a map next to the 2nd floor lavatory with a big arrow on it saying 'You are here'.
"You're probably $%*# right." Said Rowena and examined the map more closely. "Ah, I !&&#$* remember now. Follow me." And she strided off down the hall.
They finally reached a corridor with a sign hanging above it. It said 'For those who have spiwet'.
"This," said Rowena "is where $#^%%& people like you sleep."
A few doors down, was a room with some bags outside. On the door was a slate with writing on it .
Thom read aloud: "'Delia of Eldorne, Thomasina of Trebond' That's me! That's Me!" Thom was jumping up and down excitedly upon seeing his new name.
Rowena opened the door and sitting on the bed with a nail file in their hand was..,
"Oh. My. Gawd! A girl! A real girl!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" squealed Thom.
"Oh, hello, you must be Thomasina of Trebond. I'm Delia of Eldorne, your roommate. The First Daughter told me of your arrival and that I should be expecting you any minute, but that was over four hours ago. Did you get lost or something?"
"Rowena couldn't remember the way, and the she fell down 4 flights of stairs, and then had a call of nature and she took FOREVER!!!!!! I thought she must have fallen in or something," answered Thom.
"Hmpff. For your information, getting your foot ^@&% stuck in the bowl dose not count as #$*^falling in." Rowena left to find the First Daughter again.
"Here, I'll help you unpack," said Delia, moving toward the bags. She picked up one and suddenly landed flat on her face, having tripped over Thom's Secret Fairy Diary With Matching Padlock.
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A/N Yay! This chapie's slightly longer!!! We want lot's of reviews for this chapter cos there probably wont be another for a while. If you read this and don't review, your mean. It doesn't even take much effort! You click the button, you type a name, any name (or none if you really don't want to) the you type :( if you didn't like it, :) if you did, and :D if you really liked it. Or you can write words.
Thanx to:
RoseFyre: Probably wont, seen as it's private and all that, but if he dose, I'm thinking tomato sauce.
Galadriel Greenleaf: :D
ChaChaChica: Put the torture instruments away cos this is as pronto as it's gonna get! Yes, your name IS cool.
nicole: :P :D