Er...okay, I'm bored. Here's another chapter. Love ya reviewers!

The Love Sickness


Mandy's PoV ---- Day four ----


We were bored. I consulted the appendix of The Return of the King and found out that our voyage would last six more days. Yippee. As to details, Kelsey investigated a copy of The Fellowship of the Ring to find out when we'd meet the rapids and Winged Shadow—something she vaguely remember—and the Argonath.

All the same, there was nothing to do. We were just floating along all day. Neither of us wanted to get in trouble, so we were quiet as the Fellowship seemed nervous and uncomfortable. Of course, the laptop I found in Kelsey's bag was extremely useful at this time, especially for reading romantic fanfiction. Although, I'm beginning to think it's growing on me...


Night Five


We slept late and started again as the sun began to set. The boat thing was getting old.

Day Six

Kelsey's PoV

(Note! Remember we are traveling at night and sleeping during the day!)


"Kelsey. Kelsey." I rolled over.

"What, Manda?"

"Come on. Wake up!"

"Why?" I sat up. "We paddled all night. Can I at least get some sleep?"

"Help me out here!"

"What are you doing?"

"Professing my love for Leggy through art!"

"What?"

"Spray painting boats!" She replied. "That's what Lady Laswen did in her fanfic!"

"That's vandalism, and she did not do it to...er...profess love."

"Oh, fine."

"That's creepy—since when have you been so submissive?"

"Uh . . ."

"Go back to sleep."

"Fine."


Night Seven


"Mandy, snap out of it!" She sat staring blankly ahead. "Mandy!" She looked at me dumbly. "It's no use . . ."

"Mother dear, I

can't finish my

weaving.

You may

blame Aphrodite.

Soft as she is,

She has almost

killed me with

love for that boy."

Mandy returned to staring and said one word, "Sappho." Weird. I gave up on Mandy. She was going insane, even by our standards.


Nickel's PoV

I looked down from the eagle with my binoculars. There they were: they tiny gray boats—and my friends. Mandy wasn't moving, but Kelsey was waving things in front of her eyes. Lovesick puppy. This was proving to be a very dangerous disease.


Night Eight

Kelsey's PoV


"Mandy, this has gone on long enough. Snap out of it!"

"My friend,

I'm head

Over heels,

"His form,

His lotus eyes

His glance which isn't

All that straight

"Have carved themselves

Upon my sight.

--Meera." Mandy remarked. "Good poet."

"Strephon kissed me in the spring,

Robin in the fall,

But Colin only looked at me

And never kissed at all.

"Strephon's kiss was lost in jest,

Robin's lost in play,

But the kiss in Colin's eyes

Haunts me night and day.

--Sarah Teasdale." I chanted, "No need for kissing!"

"Who carved love

And placed him by

This fountain,

Thinking

He could control

Such fire

With water?

--Zenodotus." Mandy countered.

"Love is a universal migraine,

A bright stain on the vision

Blotting out reason.

--Robert Graves." I replied

"O, my love's like a red, red rose,

That's newly sprung in June;

O, my love's like the melody

That's sweetly play'd in tune.

--Robert Burns." Mandy stared blankly at Legolas.

"And now the fancy passes by,

And nothing will remain,

And miles around they'll say that I

Am quite myself again.

--A.E. Housman." I told her, "Forget him!"

We glared at each other.

"You are too young to be in love, Mandy."

She laughed, "That was weird."

But I could tell she was still stricken with love-sick puppyness. Eru help us.


Yea! The story's getting very intersting (well, at least I think so!)! R&R! --The Editor

I love it when I'm bored. More chapters get up. R&R please! -Mandy

Poetry! I Love poetry!