Trisher Nicole Married Who
By:
LiL Pippin Padfoot
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Disclaimer:
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Chapter 26
Kidnapped, My Own Story
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Trisher was blindfolded and dragged off to some unfavomable location.
Of course, it wasn't that bad, but Trisher kept on seeing the show Unsolved Mysteries, and kept on thinking that she was going to be murdered by some lunitic.
Not far off from the truth really, but she wasn't going to be murdered. But there was a lunitic involved.
"I'm not going to hurt you."
"Yes you are!" said Trisher "You're gonna kill me, and like bury me someplace, and they're not going to find my body for years and years, then it will be so decomposed, they won't know its me, and then they won't solve the case, and I'll be dead." Trisher was half-crying by now. And she says my imagination can run wild, at least I have never thought I was going to be murdered, but, I have never been blindfolded and kidnapped before, so that might be the reason.
There was a laugh.
"Just tell me what I need to know, and no one gets hurt."
"You told me you weren't going to hurt me!" yelled Trisher, who had a mouth, when she has a mind too.
"Meh, just tell me, what is your plan."
"Never!"
"Tell me."
"NEVER!"
"Just tell me!"
"Fine, we are going to..." Then Trisher, told the entire plan to some lunitic. Real smooth Trisher, real smooth.
Then they was a laugh.
"That's it?"
"Uh-huh." said Trisher
"Okay, then."
Then Trisher was taken back to the streets, unblindfolded, and left there alone.
She got up and ran to find me.
She caught me about ready to strangle Legolas, since I was trying to explain to him that 'sucks' and 'blows' didn't mean just what he thought they meant, and I was about ready to pound the meanings into his head.
"Paige!" she yelled
"Trisher!" I turned to her.
"I was kidnapped!" she yelled
"What?" I said dully
"I. Was. Kidnapped."
"Really?" I asked, raising my eyebrows. "Okay, number one, if you are going to lie, at least come up with a good one, and don't say anything, and number two, if you didn't show up soon, I would have to do this on my own, and that just wouldn't work."
Trisher's jaw dropped. "You don't believe me?"
I stared at her, and rolled my eyes "Really, I have used that excuse on my parents, and it didn't work. Okay, just, whatever, I need you to help me with this, dork." I said
"Hey! Call me a dork one more time.." said Legolas
"Shuttup Blondie." I said
Legolas sulked.
Trisher's jaw dropped again.
"You, you, just called Legolas, a dork, and blondie."
I rolled my eyes again "Really, when you have to put up with him, he isn't all that great."
I shrugged, "Let's just get him ready."
"What?" asked Trisher
"We need to give him something, something to make him look just right."
I smiled an evil grin "Something along the lines of cosemetics."
Trisher grinned back, and we both started laughing.
"What? What's coz-met-icks?"
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"I think you scared her Boromir."
"No, though, that really is a good plan."
"Yeah, I'm surprised they even came up with it."
"That part, what they are going to do with the wooden horse? Wonderful."
"Perfect."
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LoL, I love where this is going.
Cosemetics, personaly, I dont wear, unless it's like lipgloss, but that's about all I own.
NO!
Sorry, I'm watching the Pyre of Denethor scene.
Poor Faramir!
Must save him!