Note: Sorry, this is going to be short beyond belief, just trying to write this up, then I can write longer stuff!
Chapter 7I appeared again, with my full, amazing personality. I am, after all, a pink squishy, holographic, colour-changing llama-mage goddess!
"Oh, mortals. How goes it?" I asked, pulling off my sunglasses.
"Um, what ARE what are you wearing?" Alanna inquired. "Those clothes are…"
"Cool? Yeah, I know. Aren't they just the bomb?"
"Uh, why are you talking like that?" she asked.
" Ugh, mortals. Endless questions, never satisfied with the answers…" I grumbled.
"Uh yeah. Well, Raoul is still soaking in the bubbles…"
"Ah yes, the Magic Scrubby Bubbles ™. Yes, well, she isn't allowed to move for a while. It is very potent, but takes a while to come into effect." Suddenly, Raoul ran out of the room he was soaking in.
"EEP!" I shrieked. "Raoul!" He knelt at my feet and bowed.
"I shall worship you, your Loveliness! You are holy and radiate the fairest beauty!"
"Uhh, right, thanks. But get back in those bubbles, now! We can see, uh, more than we should!"
"Yes, your Amazingness!" he said, bowed, and ran back inside.
"Phew," I said with a sigh, "though I was starting to like the worshipping thing…Maybe I should visit you mortals more often!" I thought aloud to myself, resting my chin on my hand.
"Right, what are we meant to do now while he's playing 'boat'?" Jon asked. Singing and happy shrieks of "Arr, me hearties!" drifted out of the door, along with snatches of sea shanties.
"I have some ideas…" I said slyly.
