Title: The Best Years of Our Lives [TBYOL]

Author: Seadragon

Genre: Humor/Action/Adventure

Rating: Pg-13

Summary: Alanna, Jon, Raoul, and Gary decide to play a little prank, you know for old time's sakes. Unfortunately, they played a prank on the wrong people… Soon, they find themselves reliving some of the most, let's say interesting, years of their lives. Oops! Next time guys, chose someone else to prank!

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Chapter 2: Wasn't Us?

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"Come on!"

"Shh! Do you want to get caught?"

"Why yes, I do. That'd be just marvelous."

"Oh shut up, both of you!" Gary hissed to Jon and Alanna, both of whom glared at him.

Raoul grinned. "Hey Alanna, why are you wearing a dress? And heels?"

Alanna redirected her scowl to him. "Because, they told me to act like a lady, or else!"

"Ah, who?"

"Yes, because it's just so ladylike to sneak around the palace with a big bag of frogs…"

"Shut up Gary!" Alanna sniffed imperiously. "The queen." She said icily. "Does she not remember that if it wasn't for me she would still be wandering around the fields of Sarain, stealing from innocent travelers?"

Raoul snorted.

Gary rolled his eyes.

"Oh shut up, both of you!"

"Er, Alanna?"

"What?!"

"We didn't say anything."

"Good for you! Now, SHUT UP!" Alanna snapped, crawling uncomfortably in a purple dress and heels.

A couple minutes later, they arrived at their destination point. Right underneath the window to the conference room they were planning to frog. Alanna's dress, needless to say, was ruined. Especially after she accidentally fell in the pond.

Each of them had a bag of frogs in their hands, and they were about to have Jon open the window with his gift, jump in dump the frogs, and get out, and run, fast and far.

"It's open!" Jon whispered.

Alanna went first, followed by Raoul, Gary, and then Jon.

Everyone seated at the table was so involved in whatever they were doing that no one even noticed that a very muddy champion, the knight commander of the King's Own, the Prime Minister, and the king had climbed through the window and were holding large bags of frogs, with very evil looks in their eyes.

"1… 2… 3!" Alanna mouthed, and they upended the bags onto the floor, the table, and, in Alanna's case, the Duke Magistrate's head.

Chaos was immediate.

And then they ran.

Or tried to at least.

Alanna, who was in the lead, tripped while trying to get to the window, her heels making things quite difficult. The heel broke of one of the shoes, and she fell, cursing the queen and her ridiculous ideas.

"God damn it! These shoes will be the death of me!"

"I think it's more like you're gonna be the death of the shoes." Jon told her dryly.

None of them noticed some of the inhabitants of the room closing around them with malevolent looks on their faces.

What did catch Alanna's attention was someone bashing a frog over the head with an empty water pitcher.

"HOW DARE YOU?! THAT FROG WAS WORTH MORE THAN YOUR LIFE!!!"

Jon noticed the very angry members of court, and smiled innocently. "Umm, it wasn't us?" Gary and Raoul nodded.

"Oh? Then what or who was it?"

"Trick of light?"

"Nice try."

Gary gulped. Mithros was he glad he had updated his will the other day, they didn't look too happy. Though, he supposed he couldn't blame them, especially the Duke Magistrate. I mean, frogs, dumped on your head. That just wasn't a pleasant experience.

"Just wait until I get my hands on you."

"Really! No respect. None what so ever!"

"I think that was very rude of you!"

"Well, we do try…"

"Er, Alanna?"

"What?!" She snapped.

"I don't think you're helping." Raoul whispered, oh so helpfully.

"Really?" Alanna said sarcastically. "I hadn't noticed. I mean, I'm surrounded by angry nobles in a room full of bloody frogs everyday! Aren't you? Besides, what can they do to us? I mean, I'm the King's Champion, you're the Knight Commander of the King's Own, Gary's the Prime Minister, and Jon's BLOODY KING! Tell me, what can they do?"

Lord Wyldon just grinned maliciously.

Alanna gulped and smiled meekly. "Wasn't us?"