Wow, took me long enough to update. Still don't own Tamora Pierce's stuff.
Chapter 5
"Okay, first, who wants to share something with the group," asked the King.
"I have something I want to share about Lord Wyldon," said Buri, standing up.
"You mean tattle about," muttered Wyldon.
"My Lord has been purposely standing in the Rider's mess in front of a window and blinding the riders with the glare from his big, bald head."
Everyone gasped; what was Buri doing in the Rider's mess hall? She quit that group when she married.
Sensing what everyone was thinking, Buri yelled, "A pregnant woman's allowed to have cravings!"
"You're pregnant?"
"You're a woman?" (yes, that's Raoul)
"I had to get some pickles for Lady Whats-her-face. I'm not pregnant. Can we get back to Lord Wyldon now?"
"True," yelled the King.
Everyone looked at him.
"Umm, false?"
Still looking.
"Hey, Roald, why don't you field this one?" said the King.
Roald tried to look thoughtful. "Umm, well, blind people can't see targets that well. But we can't have a repeat of that toupee incident. A cat choking to death on Lord Wyldon's toupee, not something I want to see a third time. Especially if it's the same toupee it was the first two times."
"I know," said Alanna, "we can kill Wyldon!"
"Umm, how about no?" asked Roald.
"Ooh," said Kel. "why don't we just make him wear a hat?"
"Okay, but I call the jester hat," sulked Wyldon.
"Anything else?" asked the King. "No? Well before you guys think of anything stupid to say, I want to talk. The paperboy has been kidnapped. There will be no more paper until we have him returned to us."
Kel swooned but quickly controlled herself. This was a much bigger problem than not having today's comics. She might never have any current comics again!
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