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Chapter Six : Honey! I'm back!

"Are you sure I look exactly like her?" Amanda/Ella asked Sandy/Mandy back at the Kyrrian castle.

"Oh, yes, your highness the spittin' image!"

"Good. Now I'm off to see my husband."

Amanda had been wondering around the castle trying to find "her" and Char's rooms. Char had been doing the same for about an hour (although he knew where he was going) trying to find Ella.
"Where is she? She said she would be there in five minutes. 'five minutes.' She says, 'Tops' she says. Five minutes my butt, more like fifty five." Char was walking, looking, and muttering worriedly and resentfully to himself. What was that? He could have sworn he saw a swish of dark hair in front of him. He sped up. "Ella?" Char called. "Ella?" She stopped.

"Your Highness! Charmont! I've been looking for you! I got lost on the way back from the kitchen. This place is so big. I'm still getting lost."

"Okay." Char"mont" said skeptically. "Let's go. Are you feeling all right? Or still queasy?" Char was fussing like a mother hen, deciding to overlook her getting lost. That was odd though… she had been to the kitchen almost every day for a year now.

"Queasy? Oh, yes. Ummm…" Catching on she doubled over. "Ohhhhh! My poor intestines!" Amanda/Ella acted badly if, as the storyteller, I do say so myself.

"Then, in that case…" Char said sweeping Ella (Amanda as we know, but sush! He doesn't know that!) up and carrying her, "let's go back to our room and get you nice and comfy in bed." Kissing her as he walked. Then suddenly he pulled back. Ella (Amanda) had kissed him back but… EEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! She had kissed him back with obsessive amounts of tongue! Gross, Ew. Sickening, Disgusting, Grossorama! That kiss seemed oddly familiar, but not like Ella's… But… maybe she was just a little loopy. Maybe? With, maybe, faulty judgment he decided to overlook something that is a MAJOR pointer, again.

"Is something wrong, Charmont?" Ella/Amanda asked innocently.

"Oh, no lovely. It's just… if you have that stomach bug I was talking about… and it's contagious and, like rabies, is passed through the saliva. Although I would love to kiss you all day I think it is in the best interests of Kyrria and the world to keep the stomach bug from infecting as many people as possible." Entering into a long elaborate lie to hide his not-enthusiasm (Yes I know that is not a word) to kiss his "wife" again.

Somehow, as the hero of this story is usually so adept to these things, Char has twice overlooked Ella/Amanda twice calling him "Your Highness" or "Charmont" as opposed to "Char" or, as she does sometimes call him "Charm". Now boys and girls you know this, I know this, but Char is having a bleached blond afternoon what with Ella being sick and being gone for such a long time, does not know this, but we of course do know this. In my opinion he has the right to a blond afternoon/evening as I so frequently take whole summers to be blond. Anyway, please do not tell Char what we know, he must figure it out for himself. What was it we know again? Yeah, yeah, yeah, not funny I know, I beg for forgiveness oh gracious readers.

"You are right, Charmont. We should keep this bug from spreading to as many people as possible." Ella/Amanda said. Amanda is just having a bleached blond life because any smart person (as I'm sure you all are) would know stomach bugs are not passed like rabies. I have no sympathy for her, I think someone sniffed a bit too much peroxide while bleaching her hair, but enough of what I think and back to the story.

"Let's go then." Char said putting Ella (Amanda) down but taking her hand. Her answer to his previous statement had surprised him. He had expected something like, "So, if you're sick too you don't have to go to any boring meetings and we can be sick together." But maybe she really was really sick…