A/N: So uhhh I guess this is gonna be an excerpt for the veggietales fanfic I had in mind for a while now. I'm not gonna keep a schedule for this thing. I'm just gonna see if people like what they see so far. If I get enough feedback, I'll continue it. Thanks for reading if you do!
It was all supposed to be normal. It was all supposed to stick to the routine she had scraped out for herself. But a weird, stupid ball had planned otherwise. And she knew she should've stayed outside of that weird, stupid boat that appeared out of thin air. Outside of whatever adventure had manhandled her by the throat.
But with some rushed convincing by an elderly grape and his two friends, she obeyed out of the sheer hope that this little game of theirs would end...
It didn't.
And now here she was with her three companions; falling from a great height, into what looked like a huge library. Screams from all four passengers erupted from them as they plummeted to the floor.
The three royals occupying the space had just been in the middle of your run of the mill family discussion. Which also happened to include the hopes of the kingdom's heroes returning sometime soon.
And as fate would have it, that's when the Pirates Who Don't Do Anything, and their carryon -quite literally- dropped onto the scene. The King and his children had enough brains to flee from any thing hurdling toward their direction. So they made quick work of running out of harms way. The same could not be said for the veggies descending from the study room's ceiling.
George had the luck of smashing himself into the base of a very expensive looking heirloom, Sedgwick face planted onto the table and flopped onto a hastily deserted chair, and poor Elliot just went straight into a large bookcase. Causing many volumes of many books to slide down with the bruised and battered cucumber.
The new face however, didn't reach the floor just yet. In her panicked state, she saw a large curtain just close enough to reach and just far enough to hold onto for dear life. Her invisible hands clawed at the looming curtain and managed to get a fistful of it. Her brief breath of relief was cut short when she heard the unmistakeable sound of fabric tearing.
"NO!" she cried out!
That immediately caught the attention of the prince. Alexander raced over to the distressed damsel without hesitation! He didn't miss a beat with sliding over the large table blocking his way, and neither with standing under the dangling stranger.
The threads snapped loose! The girl screamed! And...
She didn't fall?...
She didn't fall...
Wasn't there supposed to be a nasty splat after falling from a ripped curtain? She was also pretty sure that she was supposed to be on the hard ground, and not in a pair of arms...
She slowly opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings. And what she saw was a concerned face looking down at her. She had zero idea on what to say after something like that. So she went with the basics.
"Uh... Hi?" she said to the unfamiliar face.
"Are you alright?" he asked. The concern was still on his face. Even though the danger was well under way. This young woman must've been scared out of her mind. And it was only decent if he asked this simple question.
"Physically or mentally? 'Cause I'm not doing too well in either department right now..." she responded point-blankly.