LK: Hey people! *I'm gonna say that until u fix it.* I'm really sorry to
do that to you, but the suspense was needed in order to create dramatic
affect. Here you go, all better! Or, I COULD explain the gods part... nah.
If you wanna know about that, email me. I don't really wanna take up story
time to explain things until it is necessary. So, on we go!
Disclaimer: Again, do I sound or write like a real author? NO! So, therefore I must not own it! What a co-inky-dink! (is that how u would spell it, rive?)
Ok, I'm on a sugar high now, so Sarras is gonna be really vicious.
Chapter Seven: Hickory Dickory Dock! (I named it that because it talks about mice creeping and sneaking... aw, nevermind. I say that a lot.)
~ Sarras' POV ~
I screamed as a gag was shoved into my mouth, even though I was not afraid, I had to put on a show, and I hoped Mawat would catch on... oops, there he goes, the yell, the inevitable thunk, unconscious. Oh well, that was definitely convincing. Ooh, idea, the next guy who touches me is gonna get in an uncomfortable place... got him! Haha! That was fun! Hmm, should I go quietly now, or should I... ow. That was my head you jer... you je...you.... *Sarras lost consciousness.*
~~~ I am now writing as my self again, but I am not the author, I am stupid person in the hall who has no clue about who these people are. ~~~
The spies that had been hiding in the woods brought the two unconscious forms into Pirate's Swoop, where they deposited the couple on the floor before saluting George, and then slinking back to their posts in the woods. The girl moaned on the floor and forced herself to turn over.
Alanna skidded to a stop just outside the chamber and then ran in. She stopped in front of the two prone figures on the floor, the she touched the charm that rested against her throat. She gasped as the white god-fire danced over the two. George came up behind her just as she was about to faint. "What is it Alanna dear?!"
"They're gods!" she collapsed in George's arms.
"Holy Trickster!"
"Yes?" came the smooth, lithe voice of the god Krypioth. Then the two outstretched and unconscious figures caught his attention. "hey, they're my newest niece and nephew! How goes the battle, kiddies?" he said with malicious intent.
"Krypioth, you jerk!" the girl showed definite signs of life as she sprang to her feet and steamed at the Trickster.
"Can I get up now?" the boy was definitely awake as well.
"Might as well, since our Uncle has NO sense of humor!"
"Oh, you didn't want me to tell them you were awake?" Krypioth smirked.
"NO!"
the boy and the elder god shared a snicker as the girl fumed at both of them. Then a harassed looking couple came in, sparsely dressed: Numair and Daine.
Numair asked "Who died?" at the same time that Daine whimpered "What time is it?"
Sarras snickered as her parents looked hopelessly confused and childish, clutching on to covers at their age. Mawat nudged her with his elbow and she shut up.
Krypioth sneered, "Well, that was enough excitement for one day; I think I'll be leaving now!"
"Oh no you don't Trickster! I thought I told you to stay away from my father's house!" Aly had just come in without even glancing at the pair of now blushing couples that were standing there. (Daine and Numair were blushing 'cuz they were "caught in the act," Sarras and Mawat because their elders were "caught in the act" right in front of them)
"Actually, that particular command of yours I completely forgot. Sorry. I'll be going now." and he slipped away before anyone could say anything.
No one had noticed, but Nawat had just come in as well, and he was peering at the boy with a keen sense of knowledge.
Aly looked at her unconscious mother, then at her suddenly tired father. Next, she saw Daine and Numair, and, quickly looking in any other direction than at her adopted aunt and uncle, she saw the two newcomers. "So, who are you?" she said authoritatively.
Sarras ignored her, and instead asked her own question of her soon-to-be mother-in-law. "Is this how you treat you guests?"
George decided to put in his own two cents: "_Divine_ guests, Aly."
"Ah. ... Wait! Says who?"
"Your mother."
"OH. I see. That would explain why she's out cold on the floor?"
"Yep."
"Well, I apologize for all of the, ahem, interesting things that you have undoubtedly encountered..." Sarras sneezed, then grimaced because her sneeze was her trademark to her mother, but Aly just continued, "bless you... this morning..."
"well, a lovely time for you two to show up my dears!" Daine exclaimed as she adjusted the comforter for the umpteenth time.
Sarras knew that she was caught; not only was she blushing out of guilt, she had her guilty look etched in her face, and it never went away until she was released from punishment. (another present from her g-ma. ^_^)
"Mawat, you are in BIG trouble." Everyone turned around as Nawat spoke, his arms crossed over his chest, and a scowl on his face. (you know that look your dad gives you when you majorly skrew up? Yeah, that's what Nawat looked like.)
Mawat grimaced as a couple of things dawned on those who were still in the dark.
"You had better get upstairs before your grandmother wakes up, young man. She was talking about skinning you." George warned Mawat.
The boy cursed and raced up the stairs. Sarras raised her hands to the heavens in a beg for sanity and then *pop!* disappeared.
~~~ Late that night. after an eventful and exhausting day of yelling, every one thinks everyone else is asleep, but no one is. Mother and Daughter encounter each other across the hall in their midnight wanderings. ~~~
"Mom?"
"Sarras?"
"What are you doing up, mom?"
"Isn't it I who should be asking that question?"
"Um, not to my knowledge."
"Well, I will anyway. What are you doing up?"
"Ohmygosh, mom, look!" Sarras points down the hall.
Daine is very tired and falls for the trick. "What?" She realizes too late that her daughter was playing a trick on her and turns around to yell at her, but instead turns around and sees only a closed door. "Fine! Be that way."
Sarras *inside* "ok, I will! Thanx, mom!"
Daine sighs and goes into Numair's room.
~~~ ON THE ROOM ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR THAT SARRAS WAS STANDING OUTSIDE OF ~~~
Mawat was awakened when Sarras came in. "Hello?" He sounds very much like a pitiful, whipped dog. (A/N poor thing. :'( ...)
"It's just me, Mawat. Did your grandmother skin you when she woke up? You were in her workroom for a long time." (rive, shut up.) =)
"Well, she skinned something off, and now I feel definitely chafed from her screaming at me."
"You poor thing." Sarras paused before beginning her own pity party. "Mawat?"
"Yes, darling?"
"I'm cold."
"Well, we'll have to fix that, now won't we?" he pulled back the covers and patted the bed beside him. "Come here, Cat."
Sarras meekly clambered over the piles of clothes and stuff to get to Mawat's bed. She crawled in and snuggled up close. "G'night *yawn* Mawat."
"Sweet dreams." Mawat watched his betrothed fall asleep. //Nothing changed about her during those two days in the immortal realms.// he thought to himself. He kissed Sarras lightly on the lips before laying down and falling asleep himself.
~~the end, for now...~~
And so we seg-way into the flash back that will explain the whole immortal thing. Thank you all for being so patient with me. I will update this. um, hopefully tomorrow. G'night, everybody!
Disclaimer: Again, do I sound or write like a real author? NO! So, therefore I must not own it! What a co-inky-dink! (is that how u would spell it, rive?)
Ok, I'm on a sugar high now, so Sarras is gonna be really vicious.
Chapter Seven: Hickory Dickory Dock! (I named it that because it talks about mice creeping and sneaking... aw, nevermind. I say that a lot.)
~ Sarras' POV ~
I screamed as a gag was shoved into my mouth, even though I was not afraid, I had to put on a show, and I hoped Mawat would catch on... oops, there he goes, the yell, the inevitable thunk, unconscious. Oh well, that was definitely convincing. Ooh, idea, the next guy who touches me is gonna get in an uncomfortable place... got him! Haha! That was fun! Hmm, should I go quietly now, or should I... ow. That was my head you jer... you je...you.... *Sarras lost consciousness.*
~~~ I am now writing as my self again, but I am not the author, I am stupid person in the hall who has no clue about who these people are. ~~~
The spies that had been hiding in the woods brought the two unconscious forms into Pirate's Swoop, where they deposited the couple on the floor before saluting George, and then slinking back to their posts in the woods. The girl moaned on the floor and forced herself to turn over.
Alanna skidded to a stop just outside the chamber and then ran in. She stopped in front of the two prone figures on the floor, the she touched the charm that rested against her throat. She gasped as the white god-fire danced over the two. George came up behind her just as she was about to faint. "What is it Alanna dear?!"
"They're gods!" she collapsed in George's arms.
"Holy Trickster!"
"Yes?" came the smooth, lithe voice of the god Krypioth. Then the two outstretched and unconscious figures caught his attention. "hey, they're my newest niece and nephew! How goes the battle, kiddies?" he said with malicious intent.
"Krypioth, you jerk!" the girl showed definite signs of life as she sprang to her feet and steamed at the Trickster.
"Can I get up now?" the boy was definitely awake as well.
"Might as well, since our Uncle has NO sense of humor!"
"Oh, you didn't want me to tell them you were awake?" Krypioth smirked.
"NO!"
the boy and the elder god shared a snicker as the girl fumed at both of them. Then a harassed looking couple came in, sparsely dressed: Numair and Daine.
Numair asked "Who died?" at the same time that Daine whimpered "What time is it?"
Sarras snickered as her parents looked hopelessly confused and childish, clutching on to covers at their age. Mawat nudged her with his elbow and she shut up.
Krypioth sneered, "Well, that was enough excitement for one day; I think I'll be leaving now!"
"Oh no you don't Trickster! I thought I told you to stay away from my father's house!" Aly had just come in without even glancing at the pair of now blushing couples that were standing there. (Daine and Numair were blushing 'cuz they were "caught in the act," Sarras and Mawat because their elders were "caught in the act" right in front of them)
"Actually, that particular command of yours I completely forgot. Sorry. I'll be going now." and he slipped away before anyone could say anything.
No one had noticed, but Nawat had just come in as well, and he was peering at the boy with a keen sense of knowledge.
Aly looked at her unconscious mother, then at her suddenly tired father. Next, she saw Daine and Numair, and, quickly looking in any other direction than at her adopted aunt and uncle, she saw the two newcomers. "So, who are you?" she said authoritatively.
Sarras ignored her, and instead asked her own question of her soon-to-be mother-in-law. "Is this how you treat you guests?"
George decided to put in his own two cents: "_Divine_ guests, Aly."
"Ah. ... Wait! Says who?"
"Your mother."
"OH. I see. That would explain why she's out cold on the floor?"
"Yep."
"Well, I apologize for all of the, ahem, interesting things that you have undoubtedly encountered..." Sarras sneezed, then grimaced because her sneeze was her trademark to her mother, but Aly just continued, "bless you... this morning..."
"well, a lovely time for you two to show up my dears!" Daine exclaimed as she adjusted the comforter for the umpteenth time.
Sarras knew that she was caught; not only was she blushing out of guilt, she had her guilty look etched in her face, and it never went away until she was released from punishment. (another present from her g-ma. ^_^)
"Mawat, you are in BIG trouble." Everyone turned around as Nawat spoke, his arms crossed over his chest, and a scowl on his face. (you know that look your dad gives you when you majorly skrew up? Yeah, that's what Nawat looked like.)
Mawat grimaced as a couple of things dawned on those who were still in the dark.
"You had better get upstairs before your grandmother wakes up, young man. She was talking about skinning you." George warned Mawat.
The boy cursed and raced up the stairs. Sarras raised her hands to the heavens in a beg for sanity and then *pop!* disappeared.
~~~ Late that night. after an eventful and exhausting day of yelling, every one thinks everyone else is asleep, but no one is. Mother and Daughter encounter each other across the hall in their midnight wanderings. ~~~
"Mom?"
"Sarras?"
"What are you doing up, mom?"
"Isn't it I who should be asking that question?"
"Um, not to my knowledge."
"Well, I will anyway. What are you doing up?"
"Ohmygosh, mom, look!" Sarras points down the hall.
Daine is very tired and falls for the trick. "What?" She realizes too late that her daughter was playing a trick on her and turns around to yell at her, but instead turns around and sees only a closed door. "Fine! Be that way."
Sarras *inside* "ok, I will! Thanx, mom!"
Daine sighs and goes into Numair's room.
~~~ ON THE ROOM ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE DOOR THAT SARRAS WAS STANDING OUTSIDE OF ~~~
Mawat was awakened when Sarras came in. "Hello?" He sounds very much like a pitiful, whipped dog. (A/N poor thing. :'( ...)
"It's just me, Mawat. Did your grandmother skin you when she woke up? You were in her workroom for a long time." (rive, shut up.) =)
"Well, she skinned something off, and now I feel definitely chafed from her screaming at me."
"You poor thing." Sarras paused before beginning her own pity party. "Mawat?"
"Yes, darling?"
"I'm cold."
"Well, we'll have to fix that, now won't we?" he pulled back the covers and patted the bed beside him. "Come here, Cat."
Sarras meekly clambered over the piles of clothes and stuff to get to Mawat's bed. She crawled in and snuggled up close. "G'night *yawn* Mawat."
"Sweet dreams." Mawat watched his betrothed fall asleep. //Nothing changed about her during those two days in the immortal realms.// he thought to himself. He kissed Sarras lightly on the lips before laying down and falling asleep himself.
~~the end, for now...~~
And so we seg-way into the flash back that will explain the whole immortal thing. Thank you all for being so patient with me. I will update this. um, hopefully tomorrow. G'night, everybody!