E~ ...
Snape: What? Why are you just sitting there like a buffoon?
E~ I have to come up with something entertaining for the disclaimer, but I can't...
Hatter: Let me guess. You didn't follow the directions on the label of the Blorox, did you? E, you should know better!
Snape: Since when are you sane enough to scold?
E~ That's my fault. I put an incredibly high dose of anti-psychosis drugs in his tea. It seems to be working.
Marie: I know I'm going to regret asking, but why did you have those just lying around?
E~ ... Melda and I own our OCs and the plot. Everything else belongs to other (rich and famous) people. Okay, on with the story.
Marie: But you didn't explain -
E~ I SAID ON WITH THE STORY!
As Candlejack and Mr. Troll began to struggle, Marie started attending to the emails.
"Ellie, you really should clean out your email once in awhile. Even being deleted is better than languishing here forever." Ellie joined her, ruthlessly deleting anything from Alucard on sight. She had to shout a reply over Mr. Troll's screaming.
"I know. But who has the time? Besides, it's really hard to get computer time considering I don't have one of my own and Alex, Jereomy, and Alyssa tend to hog the public one." Just then, Mr. Troll managed to free himself from Candlejack's ropes.
"Thanks for trying to help me, you jerks!"
"You're welcome!" Several people chimed in response.
"We should probably be going now, but first I must ask. Why was there a rope belong to this Candlejack fellow here in the first place?" Snape barely finished his sentence before said ropes flew around his legs. The group heaved a collective sigh as the fighting and yelling started all over again. Since, they couldn't well leave until Snape was free, but the ropes kept them from intervening, Ellie tried the Blorox.
"Well, we can't go anywhere until they're done, so I might as well get this over with. Okay, just a cap's worth..." Unfortunately, the fight, which had taken dust-cloud-moving-around-with-arms-and-legs-poppin g-out form, knocked the jug out of her hand and sent the contents splashing into her face.
"Ellie!" A chorus of voices rang out as everyone rushed to help her. After a few seconds, the Blorox sank into her skin and she removed her hands from her face. Staring at the group of people surrounding her, she scowled.
"What are YOU looking at?" Her stare was accusing, and the threatening aura that usually only appeared when she was really angry seemed to settle around her.
"Get out of my email. This instant! And that includes you two!" Ellie grabbed Snape and Candlejack, separated them, and lit the latter on fire when he tried to struggle free.
"Ellie? Are you feeling alright?" Marie took a tentative step forward. Ellie's back straightened as she turned to face her friend.
"My name is Eleanor Vidya Forrester. Not Ellie. I don't know why you think such childish names are appropriate, but I will not tolerate any nonsense. Now why are you people still here?"
"She doesn't remember us." Legolas exclaimed.
"Hatter! How do we undo the brain bleach?" Aragorn snapped at Tarrant. Checking the label of the bottle, Snape groaned.
"This is class five extra strength. The only way to even partially return her memories is to have her re-meet Marie under similar circumstances to the ones they originally met under. If it works, she'll start to remember her adventures with Marie and, hopefully, everyone she met along the way." Everyone turned to Marie.
"Well? How did you two meet?" Jareth demanded. Marie shifted awkwardly.
"It all started when..."