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Ok, here there will be a bit of romance. Tell me what you think of the new
characters.
Twilight was upon the land. The last of the blazing red sun was just going under the horizon, and the sky was going from purple to black. Alex and Rhia were kissing passionately in the small confines of the cage. As they pulled away smiling at each other, a familiar voice snaked out of the forest. "Oh, please." it said, "Do you people have no decency? At least get a room." A squeaky echo of the voice chirped, "Yea, gets a room, ya smoochies!"
Rhia turned around with delight and called, "Charlie, Brolo! Is that you?" A pink and purple fuzz ball swung out of a nearby tree and landed with a soft thwump on the cage bars in spread-eagle form. His green eyes shown with mirth and friendliness. "Yes, it is us. We have come to get you out of that prison." A small blue head popped out of Charlie's neck fur. "Didga hea'? Me 'n' Cha'lie gonna get yous outta the cage!"
"Oh, hello Brolo! Come here and let me see you." The little rat cocked his head as if considering the prospect, and then, with a grin, hopped off Charlie's back and into Rhia's hands. Charlie looked with surprise at the little blue critter, now being stroked reverently by Rhia, and commented, "Well, that is interesting. Brolo hasn't been off my neck, literally, in 100 years!" Alex looked at Charlie with a new view.
"100 years?! How old are you anyway?" The cat looked at him smugly and replied, "You shouldn't question your elders, but if you must know, I will be 1,285 next week." Rhia and Alex froze. "1,285.... that is like, half of the history of the human race!" Rhia nodded, her mouth hanging open. Charlie shrugged, a nonchalant look upon his face. "Yes, well, I haven't even begun my life. Brolo and I are, after all, immortal."
Alex was about to make a comment on the impossibility of Charlie's statement, when he heard the pounding of goblin guard boots. "We need to go!" he hissed. Instantly, Charlie flicked a claw out and began cutting one of the bars. Brolo jumped out of Rhia's hands and began gnawing furiously at another bar. Within minutes, there was a two-foot hole in the cage. Alex grabbed Rhia and flung himself and her into a nearby tree. A few seconds later, Both Charlie and Brolo joined them. "Well, folks," Charlie said cheerfully, "you're free."
Twilight was upon the land. The last of the blazing red sun was just going under the horizon, and the sky was going from purple to black. Alex and Rhia were kissing passionately in the small confines of the cage. As they pulled away smiling at each other, a familiar voice snaked out of the forest. "Oh, please." it said, "Do you people have no decency? At least get a room." A squeaky echo of the voice chirped, "Yea, gets a room, ya smoochies!"
Rhia turned around with delight and called, "Charlie, Brolo! Is that you?" A pink and purple fuzz ball swung out of a nearby tree and landed with a soft thwump on the cage bars in spread-eagle form. His green eyes shown with mirth and friendliness. "Yes, it is us. We have come to get you out of that prison." A small blue head popped out of Charlie's neck fur. "Didga hea'? Me 'n' Cha'lie gonna get yous outta the cage!"
"Oh, hello Brolo! Come here and let me see you." The little rat cocked his head as if considering the prospect, and then, with a grin, hopped off Charlie's back and into Rhia's hands. Charlie looked with surprise at the little blue critter, now being stroked reverently by Rhia, and commented, "Well, that is interesting. Brolo hasn't been off my neck, literally, in 100 years!" Alex looked at Charlie with a new view.
"100 years?! How old are you anyway?" The cat looked at him smugly and replied, "You shouldn't question your elders, but if you must know, I will be 1,285 next week." Rhia and Alex froze. "1,285.... that is like, half of the history of the human race!" Rhia nodded, her mouth hanging open. Charlie shrugged, a nonchalant look upon his face. "Yes, well, I haven't even begun my life. Brolo and I are, after all, immortal."
Alex was about to make a comment on the impossibility of Charlie's statement, when he heard the pounding of goblin guard boots. "We need to go!" he hissed. Instantly, Charlie flicked a claw out and began cutting one of the bars. Brolo jumped out of Rhia's hands and began gnawing furiously at another bar. Within minutes, there was a two-foot hole in the cage. Alex grabbed Rhia and flung himself and her into a nearby tree. A few seconds later, Both Charlie and Brolo joined them. "Well, folks," Charlie said cheerfully, "you're free."