*~*~*~*~* Foaly's Carrot *~*~*~*~*

            ~Mage Kitty

A/N:  I'm writing this on paper during Science…  So bored.  Oops.  I'm called on to answer a question…  Uh…  *makes up random answer*  That seemed to work.  Yay.  I guessed  right.  I'm so smart.  Not.  Come on…  Call me down to the Muli-Room for my picture.  Bored.  I know all this Science shit…  I'll do the Disclaimer now…

Disclaimer:  I own neither Foaly, Root or Holly.  But I semi-own Foaly's Carrot.  As much as you can own a made up Fairy Ship…  I own the red pen I'm writing with, though…  My mom bought it…  So maybe it's not mine…  I'll shut up…

*~*~*~*~*  Holly – Entry One *~*~*~*~*

Taken from Capt. Holly Short's written journal

Somewhere in the bottom of the Pacific Ocean

Inside Foaly's Carrot

Pilot's Seat

            Foaly's ship failed.  Miserably.  Sure, she can do everything Foaly said, but the engines are messed and the communications shit isn't water-proof.  The centaur is losing his touch.

            Root's flipping out.  As long as he doesn't break anything, I don't care.  I have ear-plugs in, anyway.

            I think I better take an inventory.  The Commander is quite useless.  Let's see…

            ~ Enough food to last a month, by my amount of consumption (Who knows with Root)

            ~ 1000 sheets of loose leaf (Foaly put paper in his ship?  How odd…)

            ~ 10 Fairy pens (Far superior the Mud-Man kind)

            ~ 1 Fairy Exercise Machine (Why did Foaly put that in his ship?)

            ~ 1 Bathroom (Thank Frond!)

            ~ 1 De-Salter (Yay.  We can drink salt-less sea water…  That's kind of an oxymoron)

            ~ 1 Useless Commander (Seriously.  All he is doing is screaming and flipping out)

            ~ 1 Broken Computer (No E-Mail.  The world's coming to an end!)

            ~ 1 Deck of Cards (Yay.  Something to do)

            ~ 1 Wall Ball (More things to do)

            That about sums it up.  Now.  Let me copy this down on a different sheet of paper.  Can't have Root reading this copy…

            Well.  That went, er, well.  Root attempted to break something, but I stopped him.  He's using the Exercise Machine now.  Maybe being stuck down here won't be so bad…  If Root gets into shape, I'll win my bet.  Mwahahaha! I said that Root would only get into shape if he was bored.  And he is bored.  He said so himself…  Wait…  With him using the Machine, there is nothing for me to do…  Something tells me that I'm going to become a Solitaire Queen…

~

            Solitaire is boring.  I'm bored.  Maybe I'll sing a song…

            Me:  *innocently singing*

            Root:  Shut up!

            Me:  Nooo…

            Root:  I command you to shut up.

            Me:  Ruin my fun.

            Root:  I outrank you, Short.

            Me:  Holly.  I don't wanna be called Captain or Short for Frond-Knows-Long.

            Root:  Fine then, Holly.  Just shut up.

            Me:  Shutting.  Shutting…

            So much for that…  hmmm…  Humming!

            Me:  *humming the song*

            Root:  Hollyyyyy…

            Me:  Hey, I'm not opening my mouth.

            Root:  Don't make any noise.

            Me:  I'm bored.

            Root:  You made a noise.

            Me:  Eep.

            Root's getting mad.  I'll torment him later.

            D'Arvit!  I just remembered!  If I'm not back by tomorrow, I won't be able to get the Anarchy Disk!  NOOOO!

            Me:  NoooooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

            Root:  What's wrong now?

            Me:  *on ground sobbing* I'm going to miss getting a Disk by my favourite band…  NOOOOOOOO!!!

            Root:  *kneeling down besides me* Which band is it, Holly?

            Me:  Anarchy…

            Root:  They've got a new Disk coming out?

            Me:  Tomorrow.

            Root:  Why wasn't I informed?

            Me:  You know about them?

            Root:  They're my favourite band too.

            Me:  *looks up into Root's deep brown eyes* You like Metal?
            Root:  Oh, come on!

            Me:  That was a dumb question.  Yelling and all…

            Root:  *hums song by Anarchy*

            Me:  *sings lyrics from that song*

            Once Root actually got singing, he isn't that bad.  For Metal bands…  Imagine Root singing Pop songs.  Shudder, shudder.  He's back on that Machine.  A few more days working out like he is, he'll look like Captain Ash Vein.  *drool* Now that's one hott elf.  Trouble's got nothing compared to Ash…  Frond, if Root reads this, he'd have so much blackmail on me.  Not even Foaly knows about my, er, crush on Ash.  At least he hasn't mentioned it.  And Foaly would mention it.  And announce it over the All-Call thinger.  He's real bad at keeping information to himself.  I don't know how Foaly doesn't know.  Frond knows how much of an idiot I am around Ash.

            Bwahahaha!  I finally found a use for written English!  When Root went through the Academy, he would have learnt Latin…  So he won't be able to read this!  I'm so clever!

            I'm going to get something to eat.  Later,

            ~ Holly

*~*~*~*~*

A/N:  Short.  Don't kill me.  People don't write kilometres in journals…  At least I don't.  I don't even write half a letter.  Don't have any woes asides from having too many FF stories to handle, a Writer's Block which came on a little while after I finished writing this on paper and an Artist's Block.  Wow.  Actually, that is a lot.  Considering all I do is read, write and draw…

I figured out how to do italics and stuff.  See!

Italics!

Bold!

Underline!

I feel special ^^

            Mage Kitty =^.^=