Woo-hoo! I feel special! I now have a spin-off! Check it out, it's cool.
The Fangirl Conversion Society, by Flor-gurl. Jete gets to be president!
Awesome. And, as you probably can tell, I'm back and posting again. And
now, back to our feature presentation.
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Jete stumbled through the portal, and for a moment she just stood still, taking stock of her surroundings. It was horrendous, the largest fangirl invasion she had seen. They were everywhere, but fortunately, so was every ISPCE agent available. Colored cloaks swirled around her, yet she couldn't see the one grey cloak she was looking for. She charged into the fray, protecting her fellow agents, cracking fangirl skulls with her long wooden staff, and looking for the elf in distress, but mostly trying to find Iddo. She remembered the last time he'd come across a 'sue. He had almost died. Finally, she spotted him.
Jete rushed to where he was kneeling on the ground. He looked up, and she could see that his eyes were watery and bloodshot, and he was gasping for air.
"What happened?"
Iddo opened his mouth to speak, but could only wheeze for a moment.
"P—per—"he gasped. "Perfume."
Jete rummaged through her special med bag and pulled out an inhaler.
"Here, this should help." She handed it to him and began to lecture him. "Why did you even stay once you saw how bad it was? You know you're allergic to everything on a 'sue! You should have gone back."
"And abandon an elf in trouble?" Iddo, still breathing hard, shook his head vehemently. "It's against my training, everything I stand for."
"You could've died!" Jete glanced around her. "You still could. I've got to get you back!"
Just then, a huge red golden shape soared overhead, razing fangirls in a line of fire. Jete stood and gazed at the dragon, but her eyes soon riveted on a tall blond elf, hurling...... pancakes? He seemed to be quite proficient at this particular skill, never missing his mark. Still, he never would have lasted if ISPCE hadn't come. He turned around, and Jete started. The elf was none other than Legolas.
'So this is the elf we came to save,' Jete thought. 'It's a good thing Moon isn't here.'
At that moment, she spotted a fangirl creeping up behind him with a rope. Jete opened her mouth to call a warning, but another voice cried over the battle clamor.
"LEGOLAS! BEHIND YOU!"
The elf turned as Smaug swooped down and engulfed the girl with a fireball.
Jete stood stunned and watched the girl writhe in agony, clutching at her hair, her blue eyes pleading. Suddenly it struck the agent that this girl, now being pushed through a portal, reminded her of Moon; indeed, if Moon had been there, that very well could have been her. The thought made her sick. She turned and looked at the other girls, mostly under control by now. Any one of them could be Moon. Their only fault was too much love, to the point of obsession, and that could be cured. Moon's progress made that plain enough.
'Then why must we risk agents this way?' Jete wondered. 'If we can prevent this rather than deal with it......'
Sarah's approach made her store the thought for another time. They helped Iddo get his allergies under control, and then portaled back to ISPCE.
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Flor-gurl, could I include a Frodo fangirl? Well, I think you've done a good job of that in your fic, so I'll leave it at that. (hey, and no leaking secrets, and I mean it!)
Phaidra, Woah! Hold on, girl! Yes, help is definitely needed. Did you ask Flor-gurl for an application to the fangirl conversion society? I hear the prez and vp are experts. ;) Glad you like the troll, and Cheeseball's pov. You'll see more of that in the next chappy.
Hiri, yes, I think this battle is the connecting point for all these spin- offs. Especially the part where liliac yells, "LEGOLAS! BEHIND YOU!"
Liliac, thanx. And that's not the point. The point is, tell me an allergy that he might have (wink, wink) and I'll tell you if he does (wink, wink) or not, because he has so many that I can't remember them all. (wink, wink) But I'm not asking for suggestions, because that's not allowed. (wink, wink) Get the picture?
Malfoyelf, naw, I don't think red in blue will look good on her. Definitely a shimmery white type deal. And I'm not looking for things he reacts to, so much as his reaction. Er...... I mean...... I'm not looking for anything! Nope, not a thing! (see liliac's review response)
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Jete stumbled through the portal, and for a moment she just stood still, taking stock of her surroundings. It was horrendous, the largest fangirl invasion she had seen. They were everywhere, but fortunately, so was every ISPCE agent available. Colored cloaks swirled around her, yet she couldn't see the one grey cloak she was looking for. She charged into the fray, protecting her fellow agents, cracking fangirl skulls with her long wooden staff, and looking for the elf in distress, but mostly trying to find Iddo. She remembered the last time he'd come across a 'sue. He had almost died. Finally, she spotted him.
Jete rushed to where he was kneeling on the ground. He looked up, and she could see that his eyes were watery and bloodshot, and he was gasping for air.
"What happened?"
Iddo opened his mouth to speak, but could only wheeze for a moment.
"P—per—"he gasped. "Perfume."
Jete rummaged through her special med bag and pulled out an inhaler.
"Here, this should help." She handed it to him and began to lecture him. "Why did you even stay once you saw how bad it was? You know you're allergic to everything on a 'sue! You should have gone back."
"And abandon an elf in trouble?" Iddo, still breathing hard, shook his head vehemently. "It's against my training, everything I stand for."
"You could've died!" Jete glanced around her. "You still could. I've got to get you back!"
Just then, a huge red golden shape soared overhead, razing fangirls in a line of fire. Jete stood and gazed at the dragon, but her eyes soon riveted on a tall blond elf, hurling...... pancakes? He seemed to be quite proficient at this particular skill, never missing his mark. Still, he never would have lasted if ISPCE hadn't come. He turned around, and Jete started. The elf was none other than Legolas.
'So this is the elf we came to save,' Jete thought. 'It's a good thing Moon isn't here.'
At that moment, she spotted a fangirl creeping up behind him with a rope. Jete opened her mouth to call a warning, but another voice cried over the battle clamor.
"LEGOLAS! BEHIND YOU!"
The elf turned as Smaug swooped down and engulfed the girl with a fireball.
Jete stood stunned and watched the girl writhe in agony, clutching at her hair, her blue eyes pleading. Suddenly it struck the agent that this girl, now being pushed through a portal, reminded her of Moon; indeed, if Moon had been there, that very well could have been her. The thought made her sick. She turned and looked at the other girls, mostly under control by now. Any one of them could be Moon. Their only fault was too much love, to the point of obsession, and that could be cured. Moon's progress made that plain enough.
'Then why must we risk agents this way?' Jete wondered. 'If we can prevent this rather than deal with it......'
Sarah's approach made her store the thought for another time. They helped Iddo get his allergies under control, and then portaled back to ISPCE.
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Flor-gurl, could I include a Frodo fangirl? Well, I think you've done a good job of that in your fic, so I'll leave it at that. (hey, and no leaking secrets, and I mean it!)
Phaidra, Woah! Hold on, girl! Yes, help is definitely needed. Did you ask Flor-gurl for an application to the fangirl conversion society? I hear the prez and vp are experts. ;) Glad you like the troll, and Cheeseball's pov. You'll see more of that in the next chappy.
Hiri, yes, I think this battle is the connecting point for all these spin- offs. Especially the part where liliac yells, "LEGOLAS! BEHIND YOU!"
Liliac, thanx. And that's not the point. The point is, tell me an allergy that he might have (wink, wink) and I'll tell you if he does (wink, wink) or not, because he has so many that I can't remember them all. (wink, wink) But I'm not asking for suggestions, because that's not allowed. (wink, wink) Get the picture?
Malfoyelf, naw, I don't think red in blue will look good on her. Definitely a shimmery white type deal. And I'm not looking for things he reacts to, so much as his reaction. Er...... I mean...... I'm not looking for anything! Nope, not a thing! (see liliac's review response)