Me: This is my 3rd chapter! Please read!
George: That wasn't me! I swear!
Regal: ... George...
Alicia: Why do you hate me so much, George?
George: I don't! FBN DID IT!
Me: sweatdrop Ah...Um... BYE! One more thing, I can't put up the star things, so when words are underlined, It means thats what happened. like sweatdrop. ok?
OK! ON WITH THE STORY!
"Ok! Master Regal will be so pleased!" Alicia exclaimed. She had arranged the white roses that George had instructed to get with blue roses, pink ones, red ones, and daisies. Although she had worked all afternoon perfecting the bouquet and finding a perfectly matching vase, Master Regal would not be as pleased as one would expect.
"George!" sounded Regal's low voice "I need dinner for 7 tonite. I am having a very important meeting tonite."
"What is it for, Master Regal?" George asked.
"It's for promotion purposes of the Lezareno Company." Regal said.
"Pro-Promotion purposes? At 7...sharp?" George did not have the capacity to care about much, but the well being of Master Regal and Lezareno was one of them. "Who will be attending, Master Regal?"
Regal hesitated for a moment. George didn't ever studder in front of him. He was always composed and formal. "Yes. 7 sharp, if possible. And there will be me and 7 other people. They are the 7 most succesfull buisness-men in Tethe'alla. So, I would like things to be as close to perfect as possible."
George had a big problem. If the 7 most respected buisness men were here in Regal's mansion, and they saw Regal fire at Alicia, Lezareno's favor amongst most would be greatly diminished. He had seen Alicia perfecting the bouquet all afternoon. It was almost 6:00. It would take about an hour to cook a reasonable meal. He had to get rid of the flower arrangement. Quick.
Me: YES! Another evil cliffe! YAYNESS! I'm sorry though, this is short, too. I promise, eventually I'll make a really long one. But until then... PLEASE READ AND REVEIW! And I hope i don't make any of you hate George. He helps alot in the game.
Alicia: But...I spent all afternoon working on that...
George: I'm sorry, Alicia! WHAAAAAA!
Regal: Stop that crying.
George: stops immediatly Yes, Master Regal.
Me: 0.o Well... byez!
