Chapter Twenty Two - Abandon Ship!
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Deamon Faerie Queen - Hey, thanks for the Tina Turner compliment. It occurred to
me while I was watching VH1 classic.
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Jareth, Hilarity and Thomas emerged bleary eyed from below deck. The weather had
taken a turn for the worse and the sky was pitch black with storm clouds even though
it was only lunchtime but the island was still visible in the distance. Boris was busy
mopping the deck while Sea Dog babbled exited nonsense from the crowsnest.
"Dobri den, your Majesty." said Boris happily then nodded to Hilarity and Thomas
with considerably less enthusiasm. "Ve haf foundt ze Islandt, da? Ve vill disembark
soon?"
"Looks like it." said Jareth "And it's about time to. I need a bath and a Martini,
preferably at the same time..." He was cut short by a loud thunderclap and raindrops
the size of golf balls began to pelt down.
"It's alvays ze vay." said Boris "You mop ze floor andt zhen it starts to rain."
"This doesn't look encouraging." said Hilarity as the ocean became steadily rougher
and they sailed directly under the storm.
"Oh God! I don't feel so good." said Thomas miserably as the nausea hit once again...
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"I do not drink Martinis in the bath!" said an all too familiar voice.
Lily jumped with fright and fell off her chair with a comical thud.
"You turned my cat green!!" she cried as she struggled to her feet. "I fed her those
liquorice allsorts you left and she turned green!"
"Really? Damn, they were meant for you." said the Goblin King.
"Have you been reading over my shoulder all this time?"
"Of course. And I object to you writing that I drink Martinis in the bath!"
"Well, what do you drink then?" Lily asked.
"Duty free Grappe."
"Hey that's even better! Thanks mate!" said Lily and began to type furiously.
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"Dobri den, your Majesty." said Boris happily then nodded to Hilarity and Thomas
with considerably less enthusiasm. "Ve haf foundt ze Islandt, da? Ve vill disembark
soon?"
"Looks like it." said Jareth "And it's about time to. I need a bath and some duty free
Grappe, preferably at the same time..." He was cut short by a loud thunderclap and
raindrops the size of golf balls began to pelt down.
"It's alvays ze vay." said Boris "You mop ze floor andt zhen it starts to rain."
"This doesn't look encouraging." said Hilarity as the ocean became steadily rougher
and they sailed directly under the storm.
"Oh God! I don't feel so good." said Thomas miserably as the nausea hit once again
and they were all thrown to the other end of the ship when as it cut through a
particularly nasty wave. Then there was another loud crash. Closer this time and with
a terrifying similarity to smashing wood.
"VHAT VAS THAT?!?" screamed Boris blind with panic and salty water.
"I think we hit something." said Thomas and threw up in the Goblin's mopping
bucket.
"Vayda go Einstein, or should I say Newton." said Boris sarcastically "Zanks for
statingk ze bloody obvious."
"Will you shut up!" Jareth yelled at his tiny subject. He was about to rant for a bit
longer but then realised that no one was listening. Instead they were all staring up at
the crowsnest where the Ole Sea Dog was just in time to see a large lightening bolt
strike it and send the mast crashing down and smashing a gaping hole in the deck. All
that was left of the old Pirate was a piece of charred peg leg that Hilarity saw roll into
the sea as the ship was hit by another titan of a wave and capsized into the freezing
waters...
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A/N - Dun Dun DUN! Is this the end of our heroes? Have they been lost at sea forever?
Find out....when I get round to writing it.
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Deamon Faerie Queen - Hey, thanks for the Tina Turner compliment. It occurred to
me while I was watching VH1 classic.
()()()()()()()()()
Jareth, Hilarity and Thomas emerged bleary eyed from below deck. The weather had
taken a turn for the worse and the sky was pitch black with storm clouds even though
it was only lunchtime but the island was still visible in the distance. Boris was busy
mopping the deck while Sea Dog babbled exited nonsense from the crowsnest.
"Dobri den, your Majesty." said Boris happily then nodded to Hilarity and Thomas
with considerably less enthusiasm. "Ve haf foundt ze Islandt, da? Ve vill disembark
soon?"
"Looks like it." said Jareth "And it's about time to. I need a bath and a Martini,
preferably at the same time..." He was cut short by a loud thunderclap and raindrops
the size of golf balls began to pelt down.
"It's alvays ze vay." said Boris "You mop ze floor andt zhen it starts to rain."
"This doesn't look encouraging." said Hilarity as the ocean became steadily rougher
and they sailed directly under the storm.
"Oh God! I don't feel so good." said Thomas miserably as the nausea hit once again...
()()()()()()()()()
"I do not drink Martinis in the bath!" said an all too familiar voice.
Lily jumped with fright and fell off her chair with a comical thud.
"You turned my cat green!!" she cried as she struggled to her feet. "I fed her those
liquorice allsorts you left and she turned green!"
"Really? Damn, they were meant for you." said the Goblin King.
"Have you been reading over my shoulder all this time?"
"Of course. And I object to you writing that I drink Martinis in the bath!"
"Well, what do you drink then?" Lily asked.
"Duty free Grappe."
"Hey that's even better! Thanks mate!" said Lily and began to type furiously.
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"Dobri den, your Majesty." said Boris happily then nodded to Hilarity and Thomas
with considerably less enthusiasm. "Ve haf foundt ze Islandt, da? Ve vill disembark
soon?"
"Looks like it." said Jareth "And it's about time to. I need a bath and some duty free
Grappe, preferably at the same time..." He was cut short by a loud thunderclap and
raindrops the size of golf balls began to pelt down.
"It's alvays ze vay." said Boris "You mop ze floor andt zhen it starts to rain."
"This doesn't look encouraging." said Hilarity as the ocean became steadily rougher
and they sailed directly under the storm.
"Oh God! I don't feel so good." said Thomas miserably as the nausea hit once again
and they were all thrown to the other end of the ship when as it cut through a
particularly nasty wave. Then there was another loud crash. Closer this time and with
a terrifying similarity to smashing wood.
"VHAT VAS THAT?!?" screamed Boris blind with panic and salty water.
"I think we hit something." said Thomas and threw up in the Goblin's mopping
bucket.
"Vayda go Einstein, or should I say Newton." said Boris sarcastically "Zanks for
statingk ze bloody obvious."
"Will you shut up!" Jareth yelled at his tiny subject. He was about to rant for a bit
longer but then realised that no one was listening. Instead they were all staring up at
the crowsnest where the Ole Sea Dog was just in time to see a large lightening bolt
strike it and send the mast crashing down and smashing a gaping hole in the deck. All
that was left of the old Pirate was a piece of charred peg leg that Hilarity saw roll into
the sea as the ship was hit by another titan of a wave and capsized into the freezing
waters...
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A/N - Dun Dun DUN! Is this the end of our heroes? Have they been lost at sea forever?
Find out....when I get round to writing it.
