An Interesting Day
(Subtitled: Set in Stone)
By Saphron
A/n: My loyal reviewers rock! I heart you guys.
Chapter 4 – The Hangover from Hell
The next morning Kel woke up with the worst headache she's ever experienced. It took her fifteen bloody minutes to get out of bed; pattern dances were out of the question.
Lalasa, who was back from her friend's house, handed her a horrible-smelling glass of Kel-didn't-even-want-to-know-what. She had no doubt heard about last night, for the first thing she said was, "Here you go m'lady. Master Neal made this for you and dropped it off this morning. It's some sort of hangover remedy."
Kel just groaned and sniffed (and nearly gagged to death.) Lalasa didn't know whether to scold her boss or pity her; it looked like her friend was having one hell of a migraine. However .the only person she scolded was herself; I never should have gone to Violet's and left her alone! This is all my fault…
Kel was too busy wrinkling her nose at the drink to pay much attention to Lalasa's guilt. It tasted worse than it smelled, no surprise there. She had to tip her head back and hold her nose to drink it down in one go. And the aftertaste still lingered on her tongue for quite awhile.
However, it did have the desired effect, for Kel almost instantly felt less dizzy and the slightest noise didn't send her eardrums pounding, or the tiniest movement didn't send her reeling. She still felt somewhat morbid and sick, but now at least she could get up, move about, and, the gods-bless, go to weapons practice.
But before she could grumble some more about poisons and dying of choking to death, someone knocked at her door.
"Feeling better?" asked an inquisitive, way-too-cheerful Neal.
"Yea, just gggreat." She mumbled, shoving through the door and out into the hall, only to be met by an upset and worried Cleon.
He immediately started scolding her, "Kel, where were you? You completely dodged that question last night…"
She rolled her eyes, "You don't want to know."
"Kel! We're your friends, of course we do!"
She sighed, "well, first we stole a chocolate cake from a mean old baker with a wooden spoon but then we ended up giving it to these little kids in the alley, Jas really has a very big heart y'know, anyhow then he wanted to cheer me up because I was still feeling sad about the poor children and so we went dancing and it was really fun because he's a really good dancer and then I came back to the palace and that's it so there, satisfied?" She said quickly all in one breath. It was very uncharacteristic of Kel to speak so much at once, but her hangover made her too ill to try and argue with Cleon for an hour before he slowly coerced the story out of her.
Cleon still looked suspicious, Why does he care so much? Kel wondered, I mean, he's my friend yea, but the other guys are my friends too and they're not flipping out.
But there was no more time to sit (or stand actually) and argue; it was time for breakfast.
When Kel walked in to the mess hall and sat down, she was received by a series of catcalls and "woo-hoos."
She was confused, "Wha-?"
"Owen elbowed her, "come on Kel, spending the night out with that guy, what's his name again?"
"Jasson." She answered flatly; she didn't, like where this was going.
"Right. Had a jolly good time, eh?"
"Oh honestly," she muttered rolling her eyes at him.
The conversation continued like this for quite some time, despite Kel's futile protests. None of them abated until Wyldon grew suspicious and asked why in the hell they were making that incessant racket.
Next came staff practice so they all marched over to the practice courts and grabbed a staff, the boys still hadn't let up on the teasing. It was going to be a very long day.
….Saphron…
A/N: Sorry it was so short…