DISCLAIMER: I feel so stupid when I write these... Does anyone really believe
that I could possibly own Ella Enchanted?
ABBY'S NOTE: Well, here it is: The next chapter in Ella Ticked Off. I must say that the title doesn't seem to fit at the moment, but I promise you, it will. Thanks to all of my lovely reviewers! You are all so wonderful! I am sure that you are all very confused by the Reviewer Points that I mentioned last chapter. Well, due to the great idea by Rambling Thestral (One of my best friends!), I will be keeping a tally of all the Reviewer Points that each person gets. You earn reviewer points by reviewing (obviously), though I need to have a real name, not "Anonymous" or "Awaiting Impatient Person." That is just so that I can give credit where it is due. So, if you have used one of those names, please use another name and let me know that it is you. You can also earn Reviewer Points by answering either the Poll of the Chapter or the Riddle of the Chapter. Everyone will earn points for answering the Poll, but only the first person to answer the Riddle correctly will earn the points for that.
So, here is the Riddle of the Chapter: What is Char's little sister's name?
And the Poll of the Chapter: What is your opinion on Char's death: Thumbs up? Thumbs down? Or Don't care?
Chapter 5
"This girl right here will give you no trouble at all! Look at how meek and mild she is! But she's sturdy and in good health! She'd last a long time at hard labor, or you could put her to work as a maid! She can do it all! Let's start the bid at 500!" yelled the salesman in the direction of a large, seemingly well-off crowd.
Ella stood on top of a large wooden block— She was being sold at an auction, just like a prize cow or pig. She would have felt degraded if she had any room left in her heart to be so. She watched as the bids for her services went higher and higher, until just two competitors were left.
One of the two bidders was a solid man that looked like he would beat Ella black and blue if she were to do anything wrong. He was covered in soot, and his fingernails were disgustingly dirty. Ella's other prospective owner did not seem much better than this one, however.
The woman was obviously entering her last years. She had a crooked nose that seemed to have been broken many times. She was dressed in a dark green dress that had been starched so much that the lady looked like a raw green bean. She carried a cane, even though she did not need one for walking, and as Ella noticed this, she also noticed a little boy standing next to her. After careful examination, Ella saw that the child had bruises all up and down his legs, as well as on his face.
Ella did not like either of these prospects.
Gin and Tem watched Ella from the side as she was sold. They were not in a position, however, to see who bought their friend. Then, it was Tem's turn.
"Good luck, Tempest..." Gin whispered.
"Ah, phooey! There ain't no such thing as luck!" Tem said as she was brought out in front of the crowd.
She was sold quickly, for much less money than Ella, to the solid man with the dirty fingernails. She was destined for hard work.
Gin was then brought out to be sold. His price was higher than Tem's, yet it did not reach Ella's total. He was destined to do many things, for he would not stay with the man who had just bought him for very long.
Ella followed her new mistress as though she were not afraid. She followed her new mistress as though she did not wish Mandy were with her. She followed her new mistress as if there was no higher calling in her life than to be a maidservant.
Even though this was how she followed the cranky old fart, she felt that she'd rather be torn apart by a wild bull. In fact, she already felt that way. Her heart cried out for her one true love and for his death. Her heart cried out for Tem's well being. Her heart cried out for Gin and the life of misery she could see in his future.
And yet, she remained poised and calm.
The little boy that she had seen from the wood block tugged on her skirt. He looked up at her with doleful eyes, and whispered:
"You must be good, all the time, or the Lady will beat you. You must stay good all the time..."
He trailed off as they reached the house in which Ella presumed she would be a slave in for the rest of her life.
"Welcome to your new home," cackled the ancient hag in front of her.
A/N: Well. I hope you liked that little chappie. I will put up the next one within a few days... As always, it just depends on how fast I am able to come up with what happens next. I have no idea what is going to happen! Hehe. I do understand that everyone wants me to post faster, though, so I will hurry! Thanks! And don't forget to review!
WynnGurl
ABBY'S NOTE: Well, here it is: The next chapter in Ella Ticked Off. I must say that the title doesn't seem to fit at the moment, but I promise you, it will. Thanks to all of my lovely reviewers! You are all so wonderful! I am sure that you are all very confused by the Reviewer Points that I mentioned last chapter. Well, due to the great idea by Rambling Thestral (One of my best friends!), I will be keeping a tally of all the Reviewer Points that each person gets. You earn reviewer points by reviewing (obviously), though I need to have a real name, not "Anonymous" or "Awaiting Impatient Person." That is just so that I can give credit where it is due. So, if you have used one of those names, please use another name and let me know that it is you. You can also earn Reviewer Points by answering either the Poll of the Chapter or the Riddle of the Chapter. Everyone will earn points for answering the Poll, but only the first person to answer the Riddle correctly will earn the points for that.
So, here is the Riddle of the Chapter: What is Char's little sister's name?
And the Poll of the Chapter: What is your opinion on Char's death: Thumbs up? Thumbs down? Or Don't care?
Chapter 5
"This girl right here will give you no trouble at all! Look at how meek and mild she is! But she's sturdy and in good health! She'd last a long time at hard labor, or you could put her to work as a maid! She can do it all! Let's start the bid at 500!" yelled the salesman in the direction of a large, seemingly well-off crowd.
Ella stood on top of a large wooden block— She was being sold at an auction, just like a prize cow or pig. She would have felt degraded if she had any room left in her heart to be so. She watched as the bids for her services went higher and higher, until just two competitors were left.
One of the two bidders was a solid man that looked like he would beat Ella black and blue if she were to do anything wrong. He was covered in soot, and his fingernails were disgustingly dirty. Ella's other prospective owner did not seem much better than this one, however.
The woman was obviously entering her last years. She had a crooked nose that seemed to have been broken many times. She was dressed in a dark green dress that had been starched so much that the lady looked like a raw green bean. She carried a cane, even though she did not need one for walking, and as Ella noticed this, she also noticed a little boy standing next to her. After careful examination, Ella saw that the child had bruises all up and down his legs, as well as on his face.
Ella did not like either of these prospects.
Gin and Tem watched Ella from the side as she was sold. They were not in a position, however, to see who bought their friend. Then, it was Tem's turn.
"Good luck, Tempest..." Gin whispered.
"Ah, phooey! There ain't no such thing as luck!" Tem said as she was brought out in front of the crowd.
She was sold quickly, for much less money than Ella, to the solid man with the dirty fingernails. She was destined for hard work.
Gin was then brought out to be sold. His price was higher than Tem's, yet it did not reach Ella's total. He was destined to do many things, for he would not stay with the man who had just bought him for very long.
Ella followed her new mistress as though she were not afraid. She followed her new mistress as though she did not wish Mandy were with her. She followed her new mistress as if there was no higher calling in her life than to be a maidservant.
Even though this was how she followed the cranky old fart, she felt that she'd rather be torn apart by a wild bull. In fact, she already felt that way. Her heart cried out for her one true love and for his death. Her heart cried out for Tem's well being. Her heart cried out for Gin and the life of misery she could see in his future.
And yet, she remained poised and calm.
The little boy that she had seen from the wood block tugged on her skirt. He looked up at her with doleful eyes, and whispered:
"You must be good, all the time, or the Lady will beat you. You must stay good all the time..."
He trailed off as they reached the house in which Ella presumed she would be a slave in for the rest of her life.
"Welcome to your new home," cackled the ancient hag in front of her.
A/N: Well. I hope you liked that little chappie. I will put up the next one within a few days... As always, it just depends on how fast I am able to come up with what happens next. I have no idea what is going to happen! Hehe. I do understand that everyone wants me to post faster, though, so I will hurry! Thanks! And don't forget to review!
WynnGurl