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Chapter 5
Rac-Racfell into a tub of rum, shouted rummy murder and drowned. (sudden, ain't it?)
Jack frog-leaped over the tub, the kitten in his arms and Hermione following in her cat form. They galloped up the cellar stairs on all fours (literally, even Jack) and burst into the kitchen.
Jack laid Presley on the counter-top, still fast asleep making little kicks with his paws as if chasing a mouse in his dreams. Jack heart melted at the sight but Hermione interrupted his private moment by the chomping sounds she made as she guzzled on a packet of cream crackers. Jack glared at her and asked, "What the crikey are you, girl? An animal?"
Hermione wolfed down the last few crackers, grinned wolfishly, her cat eyes glinting in the dim morning light and Jack suddenly felt it was a stupid question when he saw this, so before she could bound over him like a rabbit and answer him, he said, "Never mind, what did you say I mustn't do?"
Hermione rolled her eyes upwards, flicked her curly mass of hair over her shoulders and replied, "Sparman and Elfgirl are a couple now so ( according to Roo should be left alone……………………..hhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…..) leave them alone"
Jack snorted, "You MORON! I'm looking for Elisabeth; she's the one who almost killed me!"
Hermione started to coughing and choking violently but when Jack moved to help her, she held up her hands and said with a grimace, "Furrball!" Jack backed away disgusted but Hermione grabbed his hand and said, "Come on! We've got an Elizabethan to catch Pirate, so I suggest you move before I make you choke on fur!"
Jack said, "But Presley!" and struggled (for Jack's dignity I'll only say that) but Hermione was surprisingly strong as she managed to kick him out of the front door and follow him outside to start their quest.
Bam, bam, bam………………………….
MEANWHILE
Smégol was chittering like a little monkey clutching a ring to his chest in gleeful victory. He had tackled Frodo and Sam to the ground in a strange dark forest, tied them to a tree, stuffed their socks into their mouths and ran off happily into the dark undergrowth.
A day later a cheetah-like-creature was sitting in a tree when suddenly a little kitten joined him and he said, "Fireclaw, where were you all this time?"
Presley/Fireclaw said, "Me now Presley, I help Pirateman and he give me food, now me help him again by getting him ring like he talked about in sleep"
His dad replied, "Yeah, Yeah, whatever. Now I teach you to hunt. Look! There is prey already."
He was indicating at a shrivelled up old man like a creature that had big eyes and was chomping away on a fish bone. Presley eyed it suspiciously and said, "Is it safe to eat?"
His dad said, "Trust me son, I've been following it and we'll be doing the jungle a favour anyhow."
After a strange satisfying meal, Presley picked his teeth and found a golden ring saying, "Got it!" said goodbye to his dad and ran off.
(A/N: 2 down/dead (Paris+Smégol) many still to go. Mwahahahah)
Frickles He was loping through the forest very pleased with himself, when he stopped for the umpteenth time to sit and stare happily at the ring. Suddenly the tree roots between which he had sat moved!
He got such a fright he was paralyzed. The roots started curling around him tying him to the tree…
Rusty girlSuddenly Little Red Riding Hood appeared and out of the trees and rescued him. She did it by taking a dagger from her cookie basket and stabbing the tree.
Presley said, "You saved my life, thank you!"
"No problem." Was the reply, "Would you like to come to Gran's for tea?"
So of they went to Gran's but little did they know that…
(Pegasus)Granny was teaching Wolf table manners because she told him: "I REFUSE to be eaten so rudely! I have to be eaten 'cuz that's how the story goes – unfortunately – so you will SIT DOWN and learn how to eat properly! I have my pride, you know!" Anyway, so Arya and Sparhawk were sleeping in their separate rooms. Arya awoke with a hunger and a thirst and an ache … for Sparhawk. She sat in bed and looked at the starlit sky.
Sparhawk felt it to, for they had such a deep ending. They somehow, without knowing the other one would be there, met on one of the beautiful round marble verandas, overlooking the whole garden. They stood beside each other and stared into the night sky.
"So, when will we get married, my love?" asked Sparhawk softly.
"We'll know when …" Arya answered wisely, but dreamily. He silently put his arm around her waist and she put her head on his shoulder. There they stood, peacefully looking out in the night…
A/N: YAY it's over. Sorry about the crappy ending, it was becoming boring so one of us had to end it somehow. Hope you enjoyed.