I've killed my self respect in this chapter i hope you're all happy gurrr.

haha whatever enjoy and review

Twitchy Eyes and Meatheads

Chapter 8

(Alanna x George lovers beware)

"Neal what the hell are we doing out here in the middle of the night in the rain?" Ani yelled over the wind.

"We're trying to get to Pirate's Swoop," he yelled back.

"How much longer?"

"A couple of hours."

Silence.

"Ani?"

"I think she's dead," came Abby's voice through the darkness. Neal turned around and saw Ani slumped over in the saddle.

"What happened?" he asked, "I was just talking to her."

"She kind of went limp after you said we'd be out here for two more hours," answered Abby, amused.

"And I will stay limp until we find a place to stay," yelled Ani, who was dangerously close to slipping off the horse.

Abby rolled her eyes and urged her horse onward, not bothering to wait for the two to stop bickering.

"HEY! Where do you think you're going," they said in unison when they realized she was about fifty feet ahead of them.

"To Pirate's Swoop or where ever Neal said we were going," was the matter-of-fact answer.

The trio arrived at Pirate's Swoop at dawn, tired, wet, and shivering (Well Abby was shivering. Neal and Ani were giving her weird looks because she was shivering despite she had six layers of clothes on).

"Neal? What're you doing here? I thought you were dead," asked Alanna, surprised.

"I was dead. My daughter brought me bad in an attempt to bring Yuki back so she could kill Ani BUT (there's a very big but here) she brought both of us back instead so now I'm helping my current significant someone escape from my former significant someone and my deranged daughter."

"O…k. I always knew that marriage would never turn out," murmured Alanna. "So who's the Yamani?" she asked indicating toward a blue lipped Abby.

"Ani's friend."

"Mmm hmm," she said a bit skeptically.

"Uhh, do you mind but I'm freezing here do you think we could go inside?" Abby cut in.

"Oh, yea, come in come in," welcomed Alanna. She ushered them into a small book room where there was a large fire crackling merrily. Abby wasted no time in shedding her rain soaked outer layers, curling up dangerously close to the fire, and began rocking back in forth hoping motion would help her regain her lost heat.

Ani woke up around noon, still tired and stiff from last night's riding she rolled over in hopes of getting another few hours of sleep.

Tweet. Tweet.

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.

Tweeeeeeeeeet.

"Damn birds," Ani thought and stuffed the blankets into her ears in an effort to shut out the noise.

Tweet. Tweet.

Tweet. Tweet. Tweet.

" Oh shut up," she thought vehemently, burrowing deeper under her covers. She was blessed with sweet silen- tweet tweet.

"You stupid birds," she screamed jumping out of bed and slamming her window shut. The window closed bought her sile- tweet…tweet.

"Ahhhhhh. I'm gonna kill those stupid," yelled Ani seizing her shoe and throwing it with all her might at the tree outside her window.

Tweettweettweettweettweettweettweettweettweettweettweettweet.

The tweeting multiplied as the birds flew from the tree to the one next door and began chattering about how no one enjoyed their singing anymore and no one had the decency to wake up at a reasonable hour so normal animals could sing. The universal opinion was that two-leggers, especially this two-legger, were insane.

After this Ani gave up any thought of sleeping in. She stomped around her room bad temperedly muttering about birds not being considerate.

"Ahhhh, MY SHOE," Ani shrieked realizing that she'd have to retrieve her shoe from the tree. In a frenzy she rushed outside to get her lost possession. She was standing in front of the tree ankle deep in mud when she realized she couldn't climb the tree. She tried.

Scrabble, scrabble.

Slip, slip.
Scrabble further up the tree.

Slide back down.

Scrabble, scrabble.

Pant, pant.

Scrabble.

Screeeeeeeeeaaammmmmm. (she'd fallen down)

Repeat .

Repeat.

Ah HA!

Shoe.

FALLLLLLLLLLLLL.

When she appeared at lunch she was feeling like crap, and being muddy from nearly head to toe didn't help her current foul mood. So when Neal and Alanna began arguing about the changing Tortallan ideals and idols and religious boundaries and politics she bit their heads off (not literally of course I can't kill Neal again). This only made Alanna mad and Ani got a taste of the Lioness's infamous temper. The argument went on until both were exhausted.

Still giving Alanna her sourpuss face and her twitchy eye, Ani grudgingly apologized to the Lioness. Alanna even more grudgingly said sorry.

"I never thought I'd see the day," came a voice from the entrance of the dining hall, "I never thought I'd see Alanna the Lioness of Olau and Pirate's Swoop apologize for arguing with someone." In stepped Jonathan of Conte, King of Tortall, sapphire eyes amused.

"Hullo, Jon," greeted Alanna. "What are you doing here?"

"Well you see Thayet and I had our own little disagreement, and well," he said sheepishly, "I was hoping that maybe you'd let me stay here until she cools down."

Alanna grinned wolfishly, " Lover's quarrel, Jon. How sweet. So you won't be here long. Just long enough so that you feel comfortable with crawling back to her." Jonathan didn't look happy about Alanna's take on his current situation, but kept quiet.
"Well, if it isn't Johnny," cried George as he waltzed into the dining area.

"Hello, George," grinned Jon.

"Did Thayet kick you out of the palace again? Honestly you'd think the place would be big enough for the both of you after a fight."

"Apparently not."

Abby stumbled back to her room half asleep; this was her fifth trip to the bathroom that night.

"I knew I shouldn't have had that last ice cream, dairy always makes me sick," she thought drearily. She turned the doorknobs to her room and walked in…. on Jon and Alanna having a serious make out session.

"Damn wrong room," she thought. "Aww man how am I going to get out of here?"

"Alanna," that was George calling from outside the room.

"Shit," cried Abby hoarsely, diving under the curtains. (Alanna and Jon didn't notice her entrance.)

Enter husband.

"Alanna?"

"Oh, George….What're you doing here?" she hummed and hawed and Jon began talking.

"George this isn't what it looks like--"

"Like hell it isn't," George snarled and stamped out of the room.

"Oh Jon," wailed Alanna.

"It's all right, Alanna. I'll stay with you. I never ever loved Thayet," he said with the proper amount of cliché soap opera passion.

"Me too. I sob sob always loved you. sob But you and Thayet. hiccup I'll love you blows noise forevvvvverrr." After this she became incomprehensible. Jon could make out the words love, never, and always. Caught up by the emotions of the moment he confessed his undying love for Alanna.

Meanwhile behind the curtains.

"Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit."

Beyond the curtains.

Snogging.

so how did everyone like my first ever "love scene"

i think that this is my longest chapter in a while is it not?