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Kickin' 14

Baby Porcupine-Cute but DEADLY

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That's it! Ok, so, addressing: Baby Porcupine-Cute but DEADLY, yes, HECK yes!

Also, I personally find it pretty hard to write about a fandom without adding spoilers, but I will do my best. I'm thinking about other Disney/DisneyXD shows. Austin and Ally, Wizards of Waverly Place, that kinda thing. So, because this Author's Note took up so much space, I will do my best to make this chapter at least 1,000 words, there are some chapters that are easier to write, they'll probably be longer. Now: Chapter 2!

Current Fandom/Fairytale: Rapunzel, Kickin' It, Narnia

Characters: Joan (security guard), Rudy, Jack, Jerry

"I feel like Rapunzel." muttered Kim darkly. Her attitude was, I suppose, influenced by the outdoors, the thunder and lightning and rain and yuck factor, could drive anyone mad. Her head fell on the table with klunck, the sound resonating through out the empty tower. "I need food." she droned, wishing she had her prehistoric rock of a phone.

Kim sighed again. The only thing that she hadn't done was look through the wardrobe. Crossing her fingers for something cute, or at least workable, Kim threw open the door. It was almost a step in, with hangers hanging in rows. She had a gut feeling she knew what was going to be back there in the back. She pushed through anyways.

And yes, she was right. Narnia. Kim shook her head.

"I am in a coma. This is just my ridiculous dream." It was hunger that was doing this to her. 16 hours with no food was her record. She'd no idea how long it had been, but before she had gotten knocked out, it had been about 5 1/2 hours since breakfast.

It wasn't dark yet, though it would be soon. The lateness of the setting of the sun caused Kim to assume that it was summer. Which meant that time went differently here. It had been late winter.

Kim closed her eyes as she flopped onto her bed.

Jack's POV

This was weird. Everyone here is obsessed with some wedding. Who could be getting married?

Now that I think about it, I don't actually know anyone here.

I grabbed a hairbrush and began to brush the tangles and knots out of my beautiful hair. It honestly didn't take more then 5 minutes.

I set the brush down and decided to go out for a ride. I swung my door open, ran down to the stables, and asked one of the stable hands to tack up the horse for me. I ran back into the castle to find the kitchens. After asking for directions, twice, and getting lost, twice, I made to the kitchens.

"Can you pack me a few sandwiches? Just enough for a day or two." I asked the head chef.

"Well- what for? Where are you going?" she responded in manner of someone who's busy and is forced to take of something that is obviously not as important as their current problem.

"Just in case I were to get lost," I explained.

"Yes, fine. Give me a minute." She finished the couple sandwiches and wrapped them. I took them, thanked her, then rushed back to the stables. I put the cloth with the food in the saddle bag, along with a pack of water.

Freedom!

"Blech!" Kim exclaimed loudly, a horrified expression on her face.

She slammed the door of the pantry shut. "I'm done! Done with this place!" she shouted, her face almost red. "I'm going to jump. I'm gonna jump and hope that I either wake up, or land on something really soft." She ran to the window, and climbed up so that she was standing on the sill. And she fell.

I suppose that it must have been great luck that Jack came along when he did. And, seeing Kim freefalling, he lept off the horse.

"What the he-" he stopped short as she landed in his arms. He chuckled. "Wow, she's not very heav-" then she really did land, on the ground, bringing Jack with her.

Kim opened her eyes and screamed. Tell yourself all you want that if you had just been saved by some handsome stranger, you wouldn't scream. Jack yanked his arms out from under the screaming girl.

"Why are you screaming?!" Jack shouted.

"Why are you shouting?!" Kim shouted back.

"Just tell me what your name is!" Jack continued to shout.

"Kim! And tell me what your name is!" Kim also shouted.

"Jack! Why were you falling?!" I think at this point, it's pretty clear that they're both shouting.

"Once again, why are you shouting?" Kim lowered her voice.

"Why were you screaming?" Jack asked in his normal voice.

"Why were you shouting?"

"Why were you screaming?"

"It depends on why you were shouting."

"I refuse to answer until I know why you were screaming."

"Well, I won't answer until you answer me."

"Ditto."

"Why were you shouting?"

"It depends on why you were screaming."

"Won't answer."

"Won't ans-" Jack was cut off.

"My Prince! The Proposal! You're going to be late!" said what Jack thought to be a squire. Reguardless of the man's job, he made a face when he saw Kim. "Who is this!''

We now pause to explain their position. You see- as they were fighting, they'd both ending up standing. After that, they'd gotten closer, closer, closer- bam! they looked as though they were about to kiss. Kim realized this before Jack and pulled away in disgust.

"I do hope that you aren't thinking about," Squire-Guy paused dramatically, "eloping, with . . . that!"

"What does eloping mean?" Jack whispered to Kim.

"Running away with one's lover," she hissed.

"My Liege, we can take-"

"Kim." she snarled.

"Back to the Palace with us. After that, we can decide what happens to her."

"Sounds good." Jack climbed back on the horse. Kim followed in suit.

"Hold on tight!" he warned.

"Shut up, Idiot!"

Whacha think? Not horribly crappy, horribly crappy? Sorry for the wait. Don't worry, Supernatural will be chapter 4.

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