One More Unnecessarily Loud Boom
by
angelinhell
angelinhell: This is the new and improved-
evilemmylou: You got that one right.
angelinhell: *glares at evilemmylou* version of Future History. In fact, as you can see, even the title had been changed-
laaanessness: Quite a relief. I never liked the original one.
ririchan: Do I not die in this one?
angelinhell: WILL EVERYONE STOP CRITICIZING ME FOR JUST ONE SECOND????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!
evilemmylou: Nope. We live to piss you off.
angelinhell: What did I ever do to deserve this?
God: *looking through record* Well,-
angelinhell: NOT YOU TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
God: What can I say? They paid me.
angelinhell: What did they pay you in?
God: Pringles.
angelinhell: Okay, this is just getting too odd. I had better start the story before is gets any odder. Hope you like it better than my traitor friends!
evilemmylou: I resent that! We're not being traitorous!
ririchan: Yeah! We're just being a little disloyal!
angelinhell: It's exactly the same thing and I don't forgive you! *goes off to sulk in a corner*
laaanessness: We're never going to live this down. *runs after disgruntled author*
evilemmylou: Enjoy! I hope we get the author back in time to update...
ririchan: And she doesn't own LOTR! *runs off after laaanessness* Wait for MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!
* * * * * *
Morgan looked out the window of the bus while she waited for her friends to get on and settle in around her. Autumn dipped her Metrocard and headed over to a seat next to Morgan, closely followed by Alli and Beth. Morgan turned to Autumn.
"So," she said, "what flavor bricks are in that backpack?"
Autumn sighed glumly. "I have Ms. Arcola. In other words, three- not one, not two, but THREE- huge textbooks on things I'll never use." She pulled textbooks out of her bag as she spoke.
"A 985 page 'Genetics,' a 2022 page 'Chemistry,' and a 1503 page 'Astronomy.' We go through all three of the sciences in one year, and she gives us ALL the textbooks on one day." She sighed again. "Not to mention the 'History of War and Peace' I'll have to carry around for Mr. Bouvier and the giant math textbook I'm getting tomorrow. You?"
Alli and Morgan exchanged a glance. "You want to do it or should I?" Amy asked as Autumn returned her textbooks to her backpack.
Alli sighed, following the general first-day-of-school tradition. "I'll do it." She heaved six books out of her bag. "For science there's 'Biochemistry' and 'Mechanics Through the Ages,' for math 'Algebra: The Secret to Skyscrapers,' for history we have 'History of the World Part 1' and 'Part 2'- each easily a thousand pages long- and for English we have to read 'The Mysterious Island' by Jules Verne." She looked over at Morgan. "Is that it?"
"You forgot my elective, strategics. A seven hundred page 'Military Tactics.' I'm insane." Morgan grimaced. "Beth?"
"Huh?" Beth looked at her friends, then to the textbooks. "Oh. I have two." She glanced back at the window, as if wishing to be left alone.
"And?" Alli said, glaring at Beth while loading books back into her bag.
Beth turned completely back to the window. "A science textbook and my elective."
Alli glared harder, and when she spoke, her voice was sharpened diamond. "A little more information, please, Bethlehem?"
Beth snapped to attention and glared back at Alli. "'Geology' and 'Advanced Psychology.' I'm getting the others tomorrow. Leave me alone."
"Calm down, Beth," Autumn said.
"Yeah, Lizzy," Morgan said, smirking. (Beth's real name was Bethlehem, but they had agreed to tell others that her name was Elizabeth. Beth, however, loathed the nickname Lizzy.) "Now that we're juniors, we've got to act like juniors."
"Don't call me Lizzy," Beth said, somewhat mollified. "And I don't feel like a junior. I feel more like a sophomore still."
Morgan smiled. "They switch us out too soon. We may be sixteen, but we're not that adaptable. Right?"
BOOM.
"Shit."
The word echoed through the forest like a cannon shot. Morgan sighed. "Not AGAIN."
"I'm afraid so, Mor." Autumn pulled herself out from under Alli's backpack and sat up on the floor.
"Where are we this time?" Beth said.
Alli looked around. "Trees. Forest. Make that HUGE trees, HUGE forest. Middle Earth, if you ask me."
"Who did?" Morgan asked bitingly.
"Just because you don't want to be here doesn't mean you have to take it out on me, Mor," Alli commented. "And FYI, Beth did."
"Oh." Morgan thought for a few seconds. "We should probably get out of this bus."
"Good idea," Autumn agreed, and they dragged themselves off the floor and to the front of the bus.
The driver was huddled on the floor beneath the controls. Beth leaned down and said conversationally, "You wouldn't happen to know how to open the door, would you?"
The man only shook and stared.
Morgan sighed and pulled a lever. The door swung open and they walked out into the sunlight glade.
There was another BOOM and Morgan was about to curse creatively until she saw that only the bus and driver had disappeared. The glade was empty except for them and their backpacks.
Autumn walked casually to the edge of the clearing, where the trees thinned somewhat, and whistled. "Morgan? Alli? You had better get over here."
The two girls complied. "Wow," was all Alli managed to say; Morgan was speechless. Beth followed them and was only able to gasp.
Even for someone who has seen it before, the valley of Rivendell is a breathtaking sight- and the four girls had only seen the pale echo of it onscreen.
At first glance it was all windows and columns and spires but, as you stared at it, it became more obvious that the city was much more than that. Even the inexperienced eye could see the power inherent in the very walls of every building- even the paved streets glowed with power of a sort.
"Wow," Alli said again. No one told her to shut up.
The silence was broken by Morgan.
"Shit."
"This seems to be your day for swearing, Mor," Autumn commented.
"Shit!" Morgan repeated, and began to slide down the hill.
"What is it?" Alli called after her.
"It hasn't happened yet!" Morgan called back at them from halfway down the slope.
Alli made a suggestion physically impossible and pursued her friend down the bank, closely followed by Beth and Autumn.
When they got to the bottom, Morgan wasn't even breathing hard- but she was cursing creatively under breath. "What was that all about?" Beth asked.
"I told you," Morgan said, obviously watching the river and not listening.
Beth sighed patiently. "What hasn't happened yet, Mor?"
"The thing... with the river... Arwen." Morgan waved her hands emphatically. "You know."
Autumn nodded. "How do you know, pray tell?"
"There are lots of elves walking around, so it can't be too late in the story, and the banks of the river are dry. Plus, I don't see Arwen anywhere."
Morgan's words were accompanied by a rush of water. "Shit!" she shouted again, simultaneously with Alli, and tumbled farther down the hill.
They got to the gates and were met by a large, burly elf in chain mail and carrying a morning star. "Where are you going?" he asked casually before really looking at them.
"Elrond. Now." Morgan had never sounded so military.
Her tone brought the elf's head up very fast, and he got a good look at them for the first time.
Let us look at our heroines from the perspective of such a citizen of Middle Earth at this time. Four young women wearing very peculiar trousers and tunics of a kind he had never seen before- why, one was skintight!- and two of them nearly as tall as he was were standing in front of him. But the shocking thing was that the shorter girl, the darker one, seemed to be the leader and was ordering him around!
Elves weren't nearly as sexist as some of the other races at this time, but still- a girl who didn't look much past sixteen ordering him around? She must have immense power.
The elf shook a little but stood his ground.
Morgan leaned in close to his face. "You will get out of my way," she said, slowly and calmly, "or I swear by all I hold sacred that you will wish you had never been born."
The elf stepped aside sullenly. Morgan swept past him. Alli stopped as the other two went past her and whispered to the elf:
'She wouldn't have done anything too bad... Just sent you to one of the less pleasant demon worlds for maybe half a century."
And, savoring the look of terror on the guard's face, Alli followed her friends down the hallway.
* * * * * *
angelinhell: How was it?
evilemmylou: Better than we thought...
ririchan: *laughs hysterically* Funny! *collapses from lack of oxygen*
laaanessness: I like that. Demon worlds. Powerful us. It works.
angelinhell: *smiles* And I haven't even gotten to the good part yet!
evilemmylou: *smirks evilly* Good part?
angelinhell: Oh, shit. Anyway, R/R!
evilemmylou: *chasing angelinhell around* Come on, tell me, I promise I won't be evil...
ririchan: Bye!
angelinhell: This is the new and improved-
evilemmylou: You got that one right.
angelinhell: *glares at evilemmylou* version of Future History. In fact, as you can see, even the title had been changed-
laaanessness: Quite a relief. I never liked the original one.
ririchan: Do I not die in this one?
angelinhell: WILL EVERYONE STOP CRITICIZING ME FOR JUST ONE SECOND????????!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!
evilemmylou: Nope. We live to piss you off.
angelinhell: What did I ever do to deserve this?
God: *looking through record* Well,-
angelinhell: NOT YOU TOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
God: What can I say? They paid me.
angelinhell: What did they pay you in?
God: Pringles.
angelinhell: Okay, this is just getting too odd. I had better start the story before is gets any odder. Hope you like it better than my traitor friends!
evilemmylou: I resent that! We're not being traitorous!
ririchan: Yeah! We're just being a little disloyal!
angelinhell: It's exactly the same thing and I don't forgive you! *goes off to sulk in a corner*
laaanessness: We're never going to live this down. *runs after disgruntled author*
evilemmylou: Enjoy! I hope we get the author back in time to update...
ririchan: And she doesn't own LOTR! *runs off after laaanessness* Wait for MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!
* * * * * *
Morgan looked out the window of the bus while she waited for her friends to get on and settle in around her. Autumn dipped her Metrocard and headed over to a seat next to Morgan, closely followed by Alli and Beth. Morgan turned to Autumn.
"So," she said, "what flavor bricks are in that backpack?"
Autumn sighed glumly. "I have Ms. Arcola. In other words, three- not one, not two, but THREE- huge textbooks on things I'll never use." She pulled textbooks out of her bag as she spoke.
"A 985 page 'Genetics,' a 2022 page 'Chemistry,' and a 1503 page 'Astronomy.' We go through all three of the sciences in one year, and she gives us ALL the textbooks on one day." She sighed again. "Not to mention the 'History of War and Peace' I'll have to carry around for Mr. Bouvier and the giant math textbook I'm getting tomorrow. You?"
Alli and Morgan exchanged a glance. "You want to do it or should I?" Amy asked as Autumn returned her textbooks to her backpack.
Alli sighed, following the general first-day-of-school tradition. "I'll do it." She heaved six books out of her bag. "For science there's 'Biochemistry' and 'Mechanics Through the Ages,' for math 'Algebra: The Secret to Skyscrapers,' for history we have 'History of the World Part 1' and 'Part 2'- each easily a thousand pages long- and for English we have to read 'The Mysterious Island' by Jules Verne." She looked over at Morgan. "Is that it?"
"You forgot my elective, strategics. A seven hundred page 'Military Tactics.' I'm insane." Morgan grimaced. "Beth?"
"Huh?" Beth looked at her friends, then to the textbooks. "Oh. I have two." She glanced back at the window, as if wishing to be left alone.
"And?" Alli said, glaring at Beth while loading books back into her bag.
Beth turned completely back to the window. "A science textbook and my elective."
Alli glared harder, and when she spoke, her voice was sharpened diamond. "A little more information, please, Bethlehem?"
Beth snapped to attention and glared back at Alli. "'Geology' and 'Advanced Psychology.' I'm getting the others tomorrow. Leave me alone."
"Calm down, Beth," Autumn said.
"Yeah, Lizzy," Morgan said, smirking. (Beth's real name was Bethlehem, but they had agreed to tell others that her name was Elizabeth. Beth, however, loathed the nickname Lizzy.) "Now that we're juniors, we've got to act like juniors."
"Don't call me Lizzy," Beth said, somewhat mollified. "And I don't feel like a junior. I feel more like a sophomore still."
Morgan smiled. "They switch us out too soon. We may be sixteen, but we're not that adaptable. Right?"
BOOM.
"Shit."
The word echoed through the forest like a cannon shot. Morgan sighed. "Not AGAIN."
"I'm afraid so, Mor." Autumn pulled herself out from under Alli's backpack and sat up on the floor.
"Where are we this time?" Beth said.
Alli looked around. "Trees. Forest. Make that HUGE trees, HUGE forest. Middle Earth, if you ask me."
"Who did?" Morgan asked bitingly.
"Just because you don't want to be here doesn't mean you have to take it out on me, Mor," Alli commented. "And FYI, Beth did."
"Oh." Morgan thought for a few seconds. "We should probably get out of this bus."
"Good idea," Autumn agreed, and they dragged themselves off the floor and to the front of the bus.
The driver was huddled on the floor beneath the controls. Beth leaned down and said conversationally, "You wouldn't happen to know how to open the door, would you?"
The man only shook and stared.
Morgan sighed and pulled a lever. The door swung open and they walked out into the sunlight glade.
There was another BOOM and Morgan was about to curse creatively until she saw that only the bus and driver had disappeared. The glade was empty except for them and their backpacks.
Autumn walked casually to the edge of the clearing, where the trees thinned somewhat, and whistled. "Morgan? Alli? You had better get over here."
The two girls complied. "Wow," was all Alli managed to say; Morgan was speechless. Beth followed them and was only able to gasp.
Even for someone who has seen it before, the valley of Rivendell is a breathtaking sight- and the four girls had only seen the pale echo of it onscreen.
At first glance it was all windows and columns and spires but, as you stared at it, it became more obvious that the city was much more than that. Even the inexperienced eye could see the power inherent in the very walls of every building- even the paved streets glowed with power of a sort.
"Wow," Alli said again. No one told her to shut up.
The silence was broken by Morgan.
"Shit."
"This seems to be your day for swearing, Mor," Autumn commented.
"Shit!" Morgan repeated, and began to slide down the hill.
"What is it?" Alli called after her.
"It hasn't happened yet!" Morgan called back at them from halfway down the slope.
Alli made a suggestion physically impossible and pursued her friend down the bank, closely followed by Beth and Autumn.
When they got to the bottom, Morgan wasn't even breathing hard- but she was cursing creatively under breath. "What was that all about?" Beth asked.
"I told you," Morgan said, obviously watching the river and not listening.
Beth sighed patiently. "What hasn't happened yet, Mor?"
"The thing... with the river... Arwen." Morgan waved her hands emphatically. "You know."
Autumn nodded. "How do you know, pray tell?"
"There are lots of elves walking around, so it can't be too late in the story, and the banks of the river are dry. Plus, I don't see Arwen anywhere."
Morgan's words were accompanied by a rush of water. "Shit!" she shouted again, simultaneously with Alli, and tumbled farther down the hill.
They got to the gates and were met by a large, burly elf in chain mail and carrying a morning star. "Where are you going?" he asked casually before really looking at them.
"Elrond. Now." Morgan had never sounded so military.
Her tone brought the elf's head up very fast, and he got a good look at them for the first time.
Let us look at our heroines from the perspective of such a citizen of Middle Earth at this time. Four young women wearing very peculiar trousers and tunics of a kind he had never seen before- why, one was skintight!- and two of them nearly as tall as he was were standing in front of him. But the shocking thing was that the shorter girl, the darker one, seemed to be the leader and was ordering him around!
Elves weren't nearly as sexist as some of the other races at this time, but still- a girl who didn't look much past sixteen ordering him around? She must have immense power.
The elf shook a little but stood his ground.
Morgan leaned in close to his face. "You will get out of my way," she said, slowly and calmly, "or I swear by all I hold sacred that you will wish you had never been born."
The elf stepped aside sullenly. Morgan swept past him. Alli stopped as the other two went past her and whispered to the elf:
'She wouldn't have done anything too bad... Just sent you to one of the less pleasant demon worlds for maybe half a century."
And, savoring the look of terror on the guard's face, Alli followed her friends down the hallway.
* * * * * *
angelinhell: How was it?
evilemmylou: Better than we thought...
ririchan: *laughs hysterically* Funny! *collapses from lack of oxygen*
laaanessness: I like that. Demon worlds. Powerful us. It works.
angelinhell: *smiles* And I haven't even gotten to the good part yet!
evilemmylou: *smirks evilly* Good part?
angelinhell: Oh, shit. Anyway, R/R!
evilemmylou: *chasing angelinhell around* Come on, tell me, I promise I won't be evil...
ririchan: Bye!