Oo kay… I guess I didn't write as much as I thought I would during the holidays (I've been on them for the last two weeks, and had brilliant plans of writing a chapter every day or so. That just went to the fairies!) But here is the much-awaited second chapter to my new fic! (Yippee! Yay! Oh the excitement!) I've tried to put up my fictionpress name before but for some unknown reason it wont work. Go to www(dot)fictionpress(dot)com, and do a search on doomsdayfool. Tehe… here's a wee message from my partner in crime – I mean, accomplice. Yes…. Here's Catwytch:

Well hello my little pixies, how are we today? Well Catwytch is good. Yes she is. She is feeling good today. She likes candy. Yes she does. Candy candy candy (drifts off) did you no that if you little kiddy winks are naughty the mighty juicebox will not let you drink his tasty descendents. Catwytch thinks that you should all read pinkflamingogirl's fan fic and give her good reviews (nods) yes she does. You can get choc-o-late! Mmmmm choc-o-late. Catwytch like choc-o-late. Yes she does… (Drifts off, but this time she doesn't come back)

Oo kay… yes, thank-you Catwytch! And now, on with the chapter!

"Why thank-you. I do try ever so hard, just for you. It's great to know my great humour isn't wasted on the likes of yourself."

"Brilliant. I am stuck in here with a goddamn centaur, and delicate handle beseeching my now seemingly whopping hands to disfigure its magnificent shape. Ah well. At least we don't need to worry about needing to go to the toilet, eh, Horse-Boy?"

"Ok, two inconveniences there, my cosmic-proportioned friend. Numero uno: don't you ever, EVER call me 'Horse Boy' again. Do you have any idea how hurtful that is? And number two: what do you mean 'we don't need to worry about going to the toilet'? Haven't you figured out by now that I DON'T USE NORMAL TOILETS?"

"Well, I just assumed that…"

"I'd be able to use the bog like you would?"

"Well, er… yes, actually."

"WELL, YOU'RE WRONG THERE!" Foaly screamed, his eyes bulging out of his head. He then went on to start muttering something about "stupid bloody mud men… goddamn assumptions…."

"Good morning Star Shine, the Earth says 'Hello'"

Foaly's eyes strangely started twitching (really a sight to see – a centaur with a twitchy-eye.) "Oo kaay… I'm just going to go over there," he said, as he gestured towards the furthest away cubical from this crazy mud-man that appeared to be loosing even more of his marbles

"I don't care," said Butler, in an annoyingly sing-songy voice

"…"

"…"

"Hey! What's that?"

"What, oh horsey one?"

"It's a – "

"It's a helmet!"

"Ooh, but it's not just any helmet, my friend of the mud."

"Eh?"

"It's the most beautiful helmet in the entire world."

Now, it was Butler's turn for a twitchy-eye. "Rrrrriiiiggghhttt…. Umm… you feeling ok?"

"Oh, you silly fool. I've never felt better than this in my whole entire life!" Foaly started grinning moronically in the general direction of Butler. It's a pity that Artemis was the brains. Otherwise, Butler would've immediately picked up what was wrong with Foaly. Or right, if you were looking at it from the centaur's point of view at this moment in time.

A/n: yes, I know it's in the middle of the chapter, but this is how far I was writing it before my Big Dilemma came up. It isn't writers block, or anything like that. I've just, kinda, screwed up the Internet at home. Very long story involving one of my mothers "clever ideas" and me installing something on the computer. If enough people ask about it, I may put the story up at the end of the next chapter. But no I'm going to have to use the school computers! Ewe! Did you know that keyboards are one of the most unhygienic everyday items? They rated worse than PUBLIC TOILETS and those cash machines and bowling balls. So it may be a very, very long time for this story to be written. There's no way I'm using the school computers unless it's absolutely necessary! Anyway, I'm probably boring the pants of you (or completely grossing you out as you may be at a public computer (i.e. shared with many people)) so I'll finish the chapter. Sorry!

Actually, I lied. It's not the middle of the chapter, it's the end just now coz I don't quite know how I want to write the next bit (I get the feeling I'll have to ask Catwytch for some help with this)