Trisher Nicole Married Who

By:

LiL Pippin Padfoot

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Disclaimer: "...It's like a ghost town without you around. Why can't we just forget and ride off into the sunset?"

Wild West Show, Big and Rich (singers of 'Save a Horse Ride a Cowboy')

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Chapter 48

Part 2 of Our Amazingly Short Adventure

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Trisher and I were stuck in jail. Again.

"Why do we do this?" asked Trisher "Why?"

"Cuz it's fun." I answered. I was sitting on a bench opposite of Trisher

"This." said Trisher waving her arm around the grungy jail cell "Is fun?"

"Consider it a free life expieriece." I said smiling. "Courtsey of me."

Trisher muttered something obscene under her breath.

"Hey," I said gently getting up and sitting down next to her. "Do you know what they say about friends and best friends?"

"What?" asked Trisher

"A friend will bail you out of jail." I said

"And I would." said Trisher

"Let me finish." I said "And a best friend? They will be the one sitting next to you saying 'Damn, that was fun.'"

Trisher smiled weakly "Damn, that ws fun."

"That's the spirit! Now, we need a resonably lie. I don't think they'll let us plead the 5th Amendent. They may let us plead insanity."

"Or we could tell the truth."

"We could." I said slowly.

"Yeah, Paige, I think we really should tell the truth."

"Really?" I asked

"Really."

"Fine." I said plopping back down on my bench. "Man, this place is a dump." I said

"You said it."

"Hey!" I yelled to a passing guard "Do you know who I am?"

"Annoying." he guessed.

"Oh, ha ha. That's harassment you know? I could sue you for that remark, but I won't."
"You're crazy too." he said

"Yeah, a bit." I admitted "Can we please get out of here?"

"Not till some one bails you two out. And right now, we don't know who to contact, otherwise we'd kick you out in a minute."

Trisher and I looked at each other.

"Please." I said "Don't make me." I said

"We have too." said Trisher "We have too."

The guard guy was walking away.

"HEY!" I yelled "We know who you can contact." I said miserably.

An Hour or Two Later

I tugged at my hair. A nervous habit.

"Quit it." said Trisher

So I began to tap my foot, nervously.

"Quit." said Trisher "Chill out."

"I can't." I retorted. "What are they gonna to think?"

They, of course, were Faramir and Boromir.

"Well, I don't care about Boromir, but you are really killing Faramir."

"Why can't I just be a good person?" I asked dropping to my knees.

"You're incapable." said Trisher, in a comforting tone.

"Thank the Valar."

Faramir and Boromir walked in.

I gulped.

"Why are you here, anyway?" asked Faramir

"Uh," I said, giving Trisher a look.

"We'll tell you later." said Trisher

"Fine." said Boromir "But you aren't going to run off as soon as we get outside, are you?"

Well, I hadn't been thinking about it...but now that he mentions it...

I looked at Trisher, who shook her head. Why does she have to ruin my fun?

I bobbed my head, showing I understood.

Then, when we reached the door...

I made a break for it.

"What the hell?" yelled Trisher as she ran after me. "You weren't suppposed to run!"

"Hey, a good idea is a good idea. THANK YOU BOROMIR!" I called over my shoulder.

And we were off again.

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WHOO-HOO ANOTHER SNOWDAY!