Mis-Adventures In Labyrinth Land
ItsACrystalNothingMore: Gets a crystal for being my first reviewer! And…thank you for the suggestion, Avi shall use the paintball gun to it's fullest extent.
Moonjava: Thank you, I try…
Molko-surprises-me: Aye lassie, of course I'll be keeping this going! Enjoy!
And now….Chapter 3: May The Gods Have Mercy
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
And there it was, the scream Jareth had been dreading since breakfast. She'd found him. Avi had found Trinion, the love of her life. He knew exactly what this meant.
Double trouble.
He also made a mental note to himself to soundproof the couple's rooms. Immediately.
The scream was followed by a duller thud. In a hallway not too far from the throne room, Avi had glomped her dearly beloved. Thus tackling him to the ground with one of the biggest smiles she'd ever worn.
And another scream to make Jareth's head throb.
"TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!"
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All screaming aside, it was a slightly touching scene.
(But I feel the readers might need to know what Trinion looks like, right? Thought so. Trinion is an elf, from Lorien. He is Avi's husband; they met in an embarrassing situation because he caught Avi after she'd fallen off a staircase, again. Trin is very tall, 6'6 probably and Avi is the shortest elf of all time at a whopping 5"8. Trin is pale, the inner glow kind of pale that is so wonderfully attributed with elves and very lithe. He's got muscle, but he's not overly muscled and he's very swoon worthy with his shirt off. He's got mid-back length dirty blonde hair that is almost always half up half down with one braid in front of each ear. But…the one thing that stands out about him, the one thing Avi loves most other than his personality which is so understanding it's scary sometimes, are his eyes. They are a starburst of greens. Every green you could possibly find in the forest is in his eyes in a starburst of color, so deep and bright yet dark and soft. No one has eyes' liked this but him. Thus Trin and Avi fell in love, literally, were married a few years later, few in Elvin terms mind you, and blah blah blah.)
"Mellethnin!" Avi exclaimed, again, still lying on top of Trinion after tackling him to the ground. (Mellethnin means beloved in elvish, by the way.)
Trin sat up slowly, the young woman he loved now sitting squarely in his lap. He blinked rapidly for a moment before setting his amazing green eye's on Avi's. Avi had begun to think she'd never see those eyes again.
No kiss in history could ever and no kiss in the future would ever, surpass the unbridled love, passion, longing, and lust as was in the kiss Avi and Trin shared in that hallway.
Unless of course you count every kiss those two would ever have, and ever have had since they first realized they loved each other.
When dinner came around, Avi was wearing Trin's tunic, and a pair of shorts and Trin was only wearing his leggings. Jareth was very glad he'd decided to sound proof the couples room right after he'd heard Avi scream at the discovery of Trin. (Oh yes, those minds in the gutter are VERY right.)
Legolas snickered at the pairs disheveled and belated entrance. Fekay just stared, blushed deeply, and became very interested in his plate.
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Avi woke up in Trin's arms, again. She loved to wake up this way in the huge bed, snuggled up to his warm, intoxicating chest. On the mahogany desk sat a rather large and obviously hastily wrapped package. The tag attached read "To Avi-Chan" in a very pretty, fancy script. Avi sniffed the ink and smiled; it was blood. Makai Stag to be exact, 7 years of age and unmated. Tied to the tag was a small letter, folded to look like a fox.
"Oooooo…I'll bet I know who this is from!" Avi muttered excitedly.
"Dear Baka-Neko
I thought you could use some…entertainment while you stuck there. Jar-bear needs a break once in a while or he'll go insane much faster and you'll lose all the fun! Enjoy! By the way, there's a spell on the tag for a Never-ending Supply.
Luvvies from the Baka Kit: Ria-Chan"
A grin akin to the one she'd worn after and during her trashing of Jareth's room spread across her face. She tore into the package with zeal unrivaled and within moments the cloth covering was in shreds and the tag was placed safely in a drawer in the desk. Avi's eyes widened in malicious glee at what she'd unwrapped.
The Gift: On the tag there was a spell for a never-ending supply of whatever was named. Out of the package fell several guns. Not just any guns mind you, but Paintball Guns. A rifle, a shotgun, several handguns and holsters for all of them.
Oh was Avi ever going to enjoy this. She made a mental note to send the kit a hefty amount of chocolate in thanks. And a hefty supply of sugary soda too, now that she got a better look at some of the artillery.
Yes, the gift was that amazing.
When Jareth awoke that morning, he felt particularly good. Avi hadn't pulled anything in five days. Five whole days! She had been so preoccupied with her beloved Trinion, and he with her, that she hadn't really done much of anything. Anything maliciously mischievous that is.
One would think he would have known better by now.
But no. He never heard the maniacal laughter because Avi and Trin's chambers were soundproof. He never noticed that utterly insane gleam in Avi's eye's and the knowing smirk smile on Trin's face. Nor did he notice the worried glances Fekay and Lego were exchanging because they DID know what that gleam and that smile meant. (And all during breakfast, poor fool.)
"I'm going for a stroll." Avi said, exiting the dining hall in a calm, very un-suspicious manner.
Her hands were clasped behind her innocently as she walked and a smile was on her face. Her light blue sundress leaving only the impression of purity along with the white smile, the pigtails and the light pink lip-gloss. Add those feathery white wings and you've got then perfect image of a modern day angel.
Angel… riiiiiiiiiight.
Oh yes, Avi was such the most believable and complete picture of childlike innocence that not even lego could tell what exactly was coming. That act of hers nearly had him fooled really. In fact, only Trin, who had been there to witness the opening of the gift and the ecstatic jumping around of his wife, knew what she'd planned. He fought the urge to smirk as his beloved skipped down the hall, humming a light, airy tune.
Avi did take a stroll…right back to her room.
She took an hour long shower, dried her hair with a little help from the wind then picked up her present and headed to the closet.
She cackled as she rifled through the huge closet that was occupied by her clothing and Trin's. She was looking for the most appropriate outfit and finally decided on one, exiting the closet with her hair down, eye's feline and insane. She wore a green tank top that was a little small around the chest for her but other than that was just dandy. It was forest green and matched the commando pants that clung to her hips tightly and flared out into cargo's. Her navel showed and she'd apparently decided to paint vine design around it for that's what it had on it now. Her boots were standard elven issue in black, very comfortable and very quiet and she had stuck a holster about her waist, where two pistols were set, a rifle over her left shoulder, another pistol in a shoulder holster opposite the rifle.
Oh yeah…she was ready to have some fun now!
Sorry kiddies, the wrist is throbbing and honestly…Avi's paint ball escapades haven't been decided yet. Your reviews are helpful, after all….the paintball idea was from a reviewer…hehe. Don't worry, I promise that I shall have the next chapter out, as long as Jareth doesn't find out I'm writing this because then he'll kill me or do something worse.
Tah Darlings!