Chapter Three: Skirts, Fears, Claws and…a Notebook?
(A/N: Hola! I'm back with another chapter! and you'll be happy to know that I failed another Geometry test…which now brings my grade from an F to…an even lower F oh joy! –sarcasm- bah, I still haven't found one thing that Geometry is going to help me with in later life…but I still have to pass if I want to not take it again next year…oops starting to ramble…
Well thank you for all the reviews! I thank Blue Persuasion, and Flamed Fire 250 for their words of support and ideas…, and I thank all the reviewers who asked questions…and um…that's it I guess…)
"This is your favorite radio station…" Nel began
"And only radio station" Albel muttered
"…Elicoorian Radio!" Nel glared at her co-host
"Bah…this sucks…" Albel glowered. Nel, shocked at the things that he said in his diary about her (yes she read the whole thing…) had just whipped him at a game of extreme dagger balancing…and rock paper lum monster…and at internet solitaire.
"Yeah that's right lover boy…sulk all you want," Nel grinned
"You got lucky worm…"
"Ah…don't you mean HOT worm?"
"Dammit…you die soon…I hope…"
"Anyway caller one, The Crazy Authoresses CAT and AMS you are on the air!"
"Wait…I have a question…why do all these callers have whacked out names?" Albel asked
"To protect privacy or something…I don't know ask Fayt!" Nel said sharply
"Whatever…just ask the question…"
"Ok…Just wondering if you two have any weak points?" The caller said
"Yeah if you poke Albel in the sides he wigs out," Nel grinned evilly and poked the poor Airyglyphian."
"GOD! DAMN YOU WRETCH!" Albel shrieked
Far away CAT and AMS sweatdropped, "Not exactly what we meant, do you have any soft spots…" Nel opened her mouth and Albel flinched noticeably, "…In your heart?"
"Oh…" Now Albel got an evil gleam in his eye, and flipped a switch. Immediately an annoying lovable song began playing
"I love you, you love me! We're a happy family! With a great big hug…" in a second Nel's posture slackened and a wide dopey grin plastered on her face. She stared, mesmerized at the song.
"That would be her weak point," Albel snickered. The song finally stopped playing and Nel glared at the man.
"And I think I know his weak point in his heart…" Nel pulled out a feather
"A feather?" The caller asked in disbelief…but suddenly a change came over Albel. His eyes widened and he grinned like a small child in a candy factory.
"FEATHER!" he squealed delightedly and started blowing the feather in the air and watching it fall again. He repeated the process over…and over…and over…
"That is so scary…" Nel murmured
"Ok…got another question for you two,"
"Spill it, Albel's brain has gone bye-bye for awhile," Nel watched her co-host for a moment and sighed
"Do you guys have any major fears?"
"Well…um…weird to say…" Nel looked at Albel to see if he would blackmail her forever if she said this but he was off in la la land anyway, "uh…I kinda don't like spiders…in fact I freak if I see one," suddenly a spider appeared, "AHHH! SPIDER!" Nel quickly grabbed a dagger and beat the spider mercilessly as it crawled over a table
"Uh…ok…"
"Yeah…that's my fear…"
"What about Albel…If I don't get an answer from him I'll set demented penguins on him!" CAT and AMS threatened
Albel's eyes widened at the mention of the aquatic bird, "AHHHHH!" He yelled and pelted right smack into the door.
Nel sighed, "Um…well I guess you figured that out fast enough,"
Somewhere…out in the cosmos two certain people were laughing their heads off at the fact that Albel the Wicked just flipped out…
"I guess that's it then…Next caller, Plot Hole of No Return, you're on the air!"
"Yeah, my question is for Albel," the caller said
"Just a second," Nel grabbed Albel from behind and pulled his head out of the door. The shock of his head smashing through 4 inches of wood seemed to have calmed him down.
"What is maggot?" he sneered
"Why do you wear a skirt? I mean I can understand the purple, but why a skirt? With a slit? That's just wrong, it's like you're a cross-dressed Scottish slut!"
Albel's eyes narrowed, "…" suddenly he broke loose, "DAMN IT! IT'S NOT A GODDAMN SKIRT! IT'S A SARONG! MEN CAN WEAR THEM IF THEY WANT!"
Nel grinned, "What men? Girly men?" she laughed
A muscle in his eye twitched"Men who are secure in their masculinity,"
"More like men who want attention from other guys," Nel muttered. The vein in his eye twitched furiously
"Damn you all to hell," he finally said
"Ooooo… scary words from a cross dressed captain," Nel said sarcastically
"I'LL KILL YOU!" Albel drew out his sword,
"Look I just beat you in a mess of games you sissy lover boy, now if you don't sit down and behave I'll beat your head in with a rake," Nel threatened
"Next caller…oh no…" Albel grumbled. Nel looked at the caller ID and grinned.
"Aleu the Lunar Wolf! You came back!" she smiled
"Yeah! I have another question for you,"
"Ok let's hear it!" Nel grinned
"Well I guess it's more for Albel…"
"DAMN IT IT'S NOT A SKIRT…" Albel yelled
"She hasn't asked the question yet moron," Nel smacked him in the back of the head.
"Have you ever taken off your claw? And did you feel any pain when they put it on?" Aleu asked
Albel grinned his classic wicked grin, "well it did hurt when they put it on…I was a young lad at the time and even though it pained me horribly I knew that one day my dream would be realized and that wearing this claw……………
Two Hours Later…
"And that's my story maggot, any questions?"
"Yeah can you make it even more boring and just answer the freaking question properly?" Nel asked sarcastically
"Fine…" he grumbled
"Hallelujah!" the phone echoed a cry of relief
"I hurt when they put it on…and yeah I take it off before bed every night,"
"Whoa…you mean you AREN'T a blood thirsty vampire-death walker of the night? Wow…" Nel waited for the response to that
Albel glared at her, "you're very sure of yourself aren't you?"
"Hey I have to look at my face in the morning…not yours!"
"WHY YOU!"
"LADY NEL! I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU!"
"Oh god…it's that annoying little Aquarian maggot," Albel shuddered
"Hey she's my subordinate! Show some respect!" Nel reprimanded him, then grimaced as Farleen's voice came through the door before she did
"Clair said I should…uh…return this…oops I mean I found this!" Farleen thrust a package at her leader. Inside was a blue notebook with numerous doodles on the cover.
"Wait…this is MY notebook…why did CLAIR have it?" Nel sounded shaken
"I dunno! She just gave it to me to give to you!"
"Well thanks…you didn't read any of it did you?" Nel prayed
"Nope!" Farleen turned to leave, "By the way…who is Nel Nox?"
Nel paled while Albel let out a hoot of laughter, "well the tables have certainly turned maggot," Albel grinned wickedly
"Oh damn…" Nel turned to Farleen, "You did read the journal didn't you!"
"No ma'am! It's written all over the cover! Right next to the little hearts and for some odd reason, Lord Albel's name!"
At this Albel started laughing his head off. Nel blushed
"CLAIR I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!"
Somewhere far away…
"Whoa…that sounded like Nel…" Cliff trailed off
"Clair uh…what did you do?" Mirage asked. Clair looked on the verge of tearing up with laughter
"Oh…uh…nothing…" She managed to choke out, "by the way you might want to start calling Lady Nel, Lady Nox!"
"And I think you might want to run for your life," Maria said pointing. Sure enough, a cloud of dust was forming in the southwest…the direction of the radio station
"Oh crap…" Clair took off running
"YOU'RE GOING DOWN, DEAR FRIEND OF MINE!"
"AHHHH!"
(A/N: I hope you liked this chapter! I did…um…yeah…I probably should stop talking now… (Has anyone noticed that Albel seems way outta character…oh well…?) TTFN and please keep asking those questions!)