Twitchy Eyes and Meatheads

Chapter 9

(Going to the Copper Isles with Heartborken George)

If you want to kill me after this chapter I understand. I'm killing(well not literally well maybe literally i did kill neal) Tammy pairings right and left.

George was pissed, no doubts in that category. Doubts did, however, litter other categories. He sighed and closed his eyes, letting the ocean breeze cool his temper. He would have let the little sailboat's motion on the sea rock him to sleep, but he remembered Aly had had a run in with slave traders in these waters. Despite his resolution to stay awake he drifted off to sleep. The sailboat, guided by the winds, glided across the moonlit waves, silently bearing her captain to the Copper Isles.

It was nearly a week before George reached the Copper Isles. He had gone to see Aly (for those who don't know, but I assume you do; Aly is his daughter) right away.

"So what happened?"

"I told you," George said faking exasperation, "everyone was gone and I was lonely, so I hopped aboard a ship and decided to come visit my beautiful daughter." He smiled charmingly.

"Right," Aly said. She had a sneaking suspicion her father wasn't telling the truth. Wait, call it more than a sneaking suspicion she was down right, absolutely, positively sure that George was hiding/lying/omitting things. She decided to let it go, after all it couldn't be that bad.

George as standing on the balcony of Aly's home when he met Nawat.

"Hello," said George.

Nawat nodded and smiled.

"So how are things with Aly?"

"Fine."

"Ah to be young and in love," said George reminiscently. "Everything's perfect, then you find her snogging her ex. Trust me, Nawat, marriage is a bad, bad, bad thing. Why don't they put up signs that say 'Don't Do Marriage' you know like those drug signs. It'd save people getting their heart ripped out and stamped on." Through out the speech George had been getting more and more hysterical. When he said "heart ripped out" he mimed getting his heart ripped out and then he stamped viciously at the imaginary heart he'd thrown a the floor.

Nawat looked scared, whether he was afraid of George or that Aly would rip his heart out and viciously pulverize it I don't know. He took a step away from George was now muttering and looking rabid.

"Don't do it Nawat, don't do it," said crazed George. He reached out in an attempt to grab and shake Nawat. Nawat took another step back and toppled over the balcony railing. He fell about five stories before he managed to turn into a crow.

George watching Nawat fall, "That's right Nawat kill yourself before she does. Cheers. AHAHAHAHAHA."

Nawat flew into a secluded corner, changed back into a person, and dressed (he had retrieved his clothes somehow, I don't feel like coming up with something to explain how). As he came out of the corner he bumped into Aly.

"Hi, honey. I've just been talking to Jacks."

"NOoooooo. Heart. Out. Ripped. Aaaaahhhhhhhhhh." Nawat ran away screaming, leaving Aly completely bewildered.

Nawat was a free man. He'd escaped the horrors of the Pirate's Swoop family and was on his own….with no money…no place to stay…no food…CRAP. Well, in short he was screwed, but what the hell, right, he was free. He was going to live on the open road, obeying no law but his own, he was going to start brawls in bars, he was going to have shoot outs and…awww damn. Shoot outs? Yep, he was royally screwed.

Just then Nawat spotted a saloon and stepped in. He sat down at the bar and the bartender asked what he would have.

"The usual and put it on my tab," Nawat said casually.

"Right the usual," the bartender started to reach under the bar to get the drink. "Wait how am I supposed to give you the usual? I've never seen you before, you've never been here, you're new, you have no usual or a TAB for that matter. You're trying to get a free drink you low life son of a road rat."

"Damn, he's too smart for me," thought Nawat and darted out of Sally's Saloon A Fake Me Out Western Saloon Like In The Movies. On the way out he grabbed a mug of beer. About a mile down the road he settled down to drink his fill when he noticed there was a girl attached to his stolen beer.

"Hey! Who are you and why are you holding on to my beer?" He wailed.

"Your beer? Your beer? My beer, I paid for it," she screeched, she sounded like one of those birds of prey about to kill a rodent.

Fireworks.

Shiny background.

Romantic music.

Two, one. ACTION.

Nawat was in love.

Wait why was his one true love turning into a hawk?

O well, hawks were birds maybe if he turned into a crow she would love him?

Author: "No, Nawat. What do you think you're doing? You were suppose to go crawling back to Aly like the worm you are. Damn Nawat. NO, Nawat, don't chase after Hawkins. Dammit, Nawat. NO, Hawkins he's not food. Hawkins not that's his wing he needs that don't rip it off. I don't care if he stole you're beer. HAWKINS, NAWAT BREAK IT UP. NO HAWKINS WHAT'RE YOU DOING HE'S THE COPPER ISLE'S LEADING MAN. HAWKINS!"

Sorry, folks. It seems that the hawk girl, Hawkins, well she…. Well Nawat is currently indisposed. turns away Damn, what am I going to tell the producer? I killed another character. This is bad, our budget... wails NAWAT WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST FOLLOW THE SCRIPT. cries

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