Lightning: You little…
Vorsie: EEEK! Here's the next instalment. HEEEEELP! *sound of scuffle*
The Journey Continues (eventfully)After Pyro had unfroze all of Powell's army by melting the snow with fire, the group left to continue on their journey. The weather was pleasant, but all of them were silent. They were worried. Their enemies had many more people than them. They also knew exactly where they were. Only Neo, Lightning, Lara and James were confident that they wouldn't have any more problems with them on the way there. (Technically Vorsie and Rebs were also confident but mainly because they hadn't a clue what was going on).
"Think about it," said Lightning. "They wish they could kill us now, but they know that they will probably need our help at the temple, so we shouldn't have any more problems with them, 'til then." Neo nodded.
"Besides," he said. "Have you known bad guys ever winning in a story?"
"Yes," "No," said Lara and Phoenix at the same time.
"But some of the good guys do die." Phoenix continued.
"Yeah, like Neo did," muttered Trinity absently.
"TRINNY, YOU'RE NOT HELPING!" Yelled Vorsie.
"You're not much better, Trinity." Retorted Neo.
"SHUT UP!!!"
* * *
Back at Powell's camp, everyone was trying to get back to normal. That was until a young lady wrapped up in a big furry jacket came in. Everyone watched her carefully as she took off her jacket. Underneath it was a long-sleeved top with a man on it. Suddenly everyone looked at Agent Smith.
"Wait a minute, that's me on your top," he said slowly. "You like me?"
"Do I like you? I LLOOOOVVVVEEE you. You are just ssssssssssoooooooooooooo cute!" the young lady said with a sigh.
"What is your name?" he asked cautiously.
"Endlaithwen," said the lady.
"Ed … what?" repeated Agent Smith.
"Endlaithwen," said Endlaithwen eagerly. "Soooo," she continued as she moved steadily closer to him, "You're not married or anything like that, are you?" She looked pleadingly at him.
"Umm, no, 'least I don't think so."
"YIPPEEEE!!!" Endlaithwen yelled, before she promptly dragged Smith into the nearest clump of bushes, about 100 metres away.
The rest of Powell's camp stared after them wide eyed before Electricia gave an evil cackle and said,
"Well, I guess we won't be seeing them again any time soon! Can we leave now?"
"Hadn't we better wait for those two?" asked Alex. He then heard some rather happy giggling from the bushes. "Maaaaaaybe not," he added. At that moment Endlaithwen and Smith came out of the bushes, the latter looking very tousled.
"Is there anything else we can call you apart from Edlaithwen," asked Powell. Smith looked angrily at him.
"Her name is Endlaithwen," he yelled at Powell.
"Yes, my name is Endlaithwen, but you can call me Endy. If you don't like that you can call me Wenny." Said Endlaithwen.
"What about Laithy or…?" Cypher asked sarcastically.
"Only Smithy can call me that," interrupted Endlaithwen. Powell chose 'Wenny' as a nickname. He said it sounded more like a real name than any of the others.
"Can we please go now?" begged Electricia.
"Of course," said Magneto.
"Really?" asked Electricia.
"No,"
"But you've gotta let us go! You don't what its like to be considered a freak! Well, maybe you do, but that's why we've gotta stick together! You've gotta let us go, please, please!"
"Okay, but we've got to move quickly."
"Yippee! Oh, this is going to be fun! We can stay up late, swapping manly stories and in the morning … I'm making waffles!"
The rest of the group watched, confused. That was until Powell stopped them.
"Stop acting like babies!" he shouted. "Lets go."
* * *
The heroes of this story were meanwhile roasting marshmallows on an open fire while trying to stop Iceman from putting it out (It was night time).
"It's ruining the ice!" he shouted. "No one is ever grateful of what ice does! It makes your drinks cold for starters!"
"Yes," muttered Wolverine. "And your toes as well."
"Not its fault!" yelled Iceman. "YOU should have put on warmer boots!" A sudden bang from behind him meant that Pyro hadn't known about his secret supply of fireworks he was planning to let off this evening.
"Wow," said Pyro. "Powerful fireworks. You know, I feel rather dizzy. Maybe I should go to bed." Lara nodded with relief.
"Yes," she said. "And next time you try going into someone's bag to get something, don't!"
After they had all had a good nights sleep, they were on their way again. James reckoned that they were about 2 days away from the temple. Lara, Lightning and Storm thought otherwise.
"3 days," said Lightning. James shook his head.
"No," he said. "2 days. Why do you think that?"
"Weather's going to be bad," answered Storm.
"I thought that you two were going to make it nice weather?"
"Well," muttered Lightning. "We do, but normally we can't feel bothered."
Lara smiled.
"That, and we need to slow Powell and co. down as much as possible." Storm continued.
"How did you find out that the weather's going to bad?" asked James.
"Lights and Storm felt it in the air and I watched the TV forecast," said Lara. "Icelandic forecasts are never wrong you know!"
"Well, I have a timometer, or some name like that," said James proudly. "Q made it. A new addition to my watch. It tells you the distance to your destination and how long it will take."
"Bet you 50 quid that Nightcrawler broke it," said Vorsie cheekily. Everyone looked at Nightcrawler. He grinned innocently.
"What?" he asked. "I was bored!" James took out his wallet. Vorsie grinned as she held the bank notes in her hand.
"Leggy, Leggy!" she shouted. "We've got enough money for that new space ship you wanted! When we get back to London lets go to that really nice big restaurant to celebrate!"
"Yeah, great, whatever," said Legolas, not really listening.
"You're paying of course," said Vorsie, making the most of the situation.
"Good, great to hear," mumbled Legolas, his head even further into the Daily Elf.
" Leggy, I'm pregnant!" said Vorsie. Rebs bit her tongue to stop herself giggling.
"That's nice, lovely …What?!" said Legolas, shocked.
"Just kidding!" she said. "Now, get back to your paper."
"Arwen's got more points on her license," Legolas read. "Speeding again. New car. Saruman Elfie. The drive of your life. By the time she's finished it'll be the drive to her death!" He chuckled at his own joke.
"That wasn't funny," said Pyro. Phoenix gave him a bash on his head. "Ow."
"Morphie, what were you telling us before we got interrupted?" said Rebs, trying to be sensible.
"I think Agent Smith has got an admirer," said Morpheus. "I saw her as we left, she had him printed on her t-shirt."
"Who on earth would love him?!" said Trinity. Everyone agreed.
"That's not the point, I think we've got another enemy," said Neo.
"Or on the other hand she could just be tagging along," said Cyclops. Everyone looked at him.
"Why do you think that?" asked Prof. X.
"Jean told me!" came the answer. Everyone looked at Phoenix.
"What? It's possible…"
"I'd hate to break up this little 'discussion'," Lara interrupted, "But at this rate it'll take us 30 days instead of 3 to reach the temple."
Lightning took charge. "She's right. We'll need an early start tomorrow, so we'd all better get some shut-eye. Where's Vorsie?"
"More importantly, where's our tour guide?" Asked James.
Lightning took a deep breath. "Ok, who else are we missing?"
"More importantly, where've they gone?"
"Will you quit 'More Importantly'-ing me!"
Neo grinned, "Try saying that with a mouth full of mushrooms."
"What? Oh please, I'm trying to think what to do!"
Lara reported back from her tour of the camp, "Nightcrawler, Pyro, Iceman and Rogue've vanished."
Lightning groaned, "Great, just great."
The remainder of the group then spent the next half hour searching frantically in the area surrounding the camp. It was only when Lightning stood in the middle of the camp and yelled out,
"VORSERKEIEN!!" that she actually got results.
"D'ya mind? We're trying to get to sleep here! But you lot've been keepin' us awake for the last half…"
Vorsie never got any further. Lightning cut her off by yelling to the group to return to camp.
"They're here!! I've found them!!"
"HEY! Put a sock in it, ya great thunderstorm!"
Lightning turned in time to see an irate Nightcrawler re-zip up his tent flap. Lara hurried across the camp to Lightning.
"Where were they?"
Lightning turned to her, looking a little annoyed, "Lara, did you search the tents?"
"The tents? No, why?" Then she caught on, "Oh…"
Lightning nodded.
"But, they…I…they never go to bed so early!"
"Well, they did."
Vorsie emerged from one of the tents wearing a very thick dressing gown,
"Well, you told us to get some shut-eye, so we did."
Wolverine, who'd just arrived back in time to hear the conversation between Lara and Lightning, gave a small snort of laughter,
"She's right."
Lightning glared at him, "Shut up. Vorsie, you didn't bring that gown with you all the way from England, did you?"
Vorsie nodded, "Yep."
"Vorsie, I thought I told you to take it out of your suitcase? It was far to heavy!"
Vorsie looked pensively at Lightning before saying, "Maybe, but it's ever so warm! Night!"
And with that she vanished back into her tent. A faint click told Lightning why Vorsie had packed a padlock. No one had any chance of getting into her tent now.
"So what do we do now?" Someone asked.
"We go to bed."
Lightning turned and strode off angrily.
T.B.C…
Vorsie: Safe at last.
Lightning: VORSERKEIEN!!
Vorsie: *runs off* Lighty it was a joke. Review pleeeeaassee!!