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A/N: Woo...I dunno if anyone has ever done this before...but now I am!!! Heehee...yay Perfect Little Angel! Good to be doing a fic with ya! Yo Lady To Be!!! Thanks for sticking up for me on my other fics! Sorry I called ya a retard. Ummm...Sea to Sky...or Venus...luv ya gal! A word of wisdom: don't let anyone look down on you for who you are. IWishICouldUseABowLikeThat, Thanks so much for all your years of support!!!!

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Poetic

The Elf-Huntresses
PoeticMuse, and Perfect Little Angel

On Karothe and Faythe's way home from school, an extremely old looking man, with a long beard, dressed in a business suit, who was carrying a briefcase walked up to them.

Hello. I am Bob, manager of the Elf-Hunter's Association.' He said casually, while flipping them his ID.

And you are telling us this because...why?' Asked Karothe.

Elf-Hunter's Association??!!' Faythe yelled.

Yes, also known as the EHA. I have been informed by my scouts, that you two would make excellent huntresses, and we desire to have you two on our team.'

Well thank you.' giggled Karothe, not taking him seriously at all.

You are welcome.' said Bob, totally oblivious to her sarcasm. Now, if you will come with me, I will take you to HQ and hook you up with some agents.'

Wait a second...how do we know you're not one of those freaky stalker people??!!'

I showed you my ID, didn't I?'

Yeah, but how do we know it's real?'

You're coming! I will not give up two such great huntresses as you!' with that, he signaled to his hidden bodyguards, who picked up the girls, and threw them in the trunk of a big white van that had conveniently pulled up.

Once they arrived at HQ, the same bodyguards got the girls out of the van, and escorted them into the biggest of the many buildings. Through the doors, there was a hustle and bustle of activity. Bob again took charge, and brought them to a room.

Now, you will meet several possible agents. choose wisely, for you may be working with them for a very long time.' A very old man entered the room.

Hello.' he said. Should either of you choose me to be your agent, I will make sure you get many job offers.' he said all this a little loudly.

Job offers?' Faythe wondered aloud.

Eh??!! What's that??!!' the old man shouted.

Umm...I don't think he's right for me.' Karothe said.

Me either.' Agreed Faythe.

NEXT!!' shouted Bob. In pranced a man dressed in pink.

Hey girlfriends!!' he said in a strange, girly tone. If you like, choose me for your agent, I'll like, make sure you like, get lots of like, MONEY!!' he then squealed in a very un-manly fashion.

Ok...I'm not homophobic, but that's just WRONG!!!' Karothe shouted.

I'm homphobic now.' stated Faythe.

Grrr..' Bob said. NEXT!!!' he screeched. In walked a very serious, middle-aged woman. She looked very professional, and comfortable in her workplace. She had in her arms, stacks of books and papers.

hello. I assure you, that I will definatly make whoever I am chosen by, a successful huntress.' she pulled out some charts. As you can see, I have been the top agent for 3 consecutive decades, and, recent studies show, that if you take the average age of most huntresses, and divide it by pi - PI???!!! I've had enough of math class!!!!'

Yeah, my thoughts exactly.'

I there!' The blond girl who stumbled klutzily in giggled. If you choose me to be like, your agent, then we can have sleepovers, and do eachother's nails, and we'll have so much fun!!!'

NEXT!!!' Things went on like this for quite some time, and soon they ran out of agents. For good huntresses, you sure are picky.'

Well it's not our fault you don't have any good enough agents!'

Yeah! You said yourself we had to choose wisely!'

It's too late for that now. We have two more angents, but we do not like to offer them. however, your choice must be one of them, or one will be forced upon you.'

Bring them in.' Bob yelled. At his voice, two young-looking, extremely handsome men walked in. They offered no speeches, so Karothe walked up to one.

Do you like hawaiian pizza with ranch dressing on it?' she asked.

YES!!! Do you??!!'

Finally! Someone who understands and appreciates the exotic taste of the tangy ranch, mixed with the sweet of the pineapple and the grease of the cheese!'

My hero!' Karothe squealed. I choose this guy...what's your name?'

Cool! I choose Daeren to be my agent! I guess that leaves you with that guy Faythe.'

I don't mind.' the other girl grinned.

Allright, so now you have your agents. We will now take you to the equipment room, wher eyour recieve your gear.' Bob lead them to a room igger than a gym. Both girl's eyes were wide with wodner at what they saw.

A/N: whew...typing typing typing...lol. Ummm...yeah. Ch. 2 is already paritally done, but R&R, and let me/us know what you think! hugz