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Trouble comes to Fluffland
by
Freya
Freya jumps up on the stage, loudly smacking her chewing gum. "Yum.. this kiwi
watermelon flavor is good" she thinks as she blows a gigantic bubble. She tugs on her
black leather mini skirt, adjusts her breasts inside her halter, and pushes her long loose
hair out of her face.
Tapping on the mike, she winks at her muses waiting in the left wings. Blairmuse winks
back, Ricky shakes his bon bon, and Sovmuse and Aresmuse growl at each other.
"Can I have your attention please??" Her voice screeches through Fluffland.
Folks stop what they are doing and make their way over to the stage area.
"What is she up to now" Danaan wonders as she and WetNWild step out of the hot
tub. "Her timing sucks" she thinks as she watches water droplets slowly drip
down WnW's back and into that little crevice that she finds so delectable.
"Hi....and thanks for listening" Freya begins. "A, um... strange muse has
made herself known to me recently, and ......"
The amazons and alphas gasp as Freya's body jerks.
"... um.. she would like to speak to you."
Freya's body spins around, her hair is getting shorter and lighter and her black leather
outfit is covered in a mist.
SHerk begins to cry and hides behind Kallista.
Around and around Freya spins.
Cas murmurs " I'm having flashbacks of the Exorcist. If she starts to hurl, I'm out
of here."
Sov is on his feet, but Aresmuse holds him back. Rickymuse is trying to imitate the dance
steps.
The audience is oohing and ah-ing over the transformation.
Freya stops spinning and the mist clears. There stands someone with perfectly coifed hair
in a little flip. A single strand of pearls surround her neck. Her dress is a boring
pastel color, buttoned to the neck and cinched at the waist with a little belt. The hem
line falls way below her knees. Support hose cover her legs, and on her feet are black
leather (hey...at least she has some black leather left!!) pumps.
Gazing into the audience, she smiles and quite primly announces, "Good Afternoon
Ladies and Gentlemen. I am pleased to be here and to make your acquaintance. Allow me to
introduce myself. I am MissManners
Muse." She executes a perfect little curtsey.
"Oh gods. Alt Freya made it thru the vortex." Chantal rolled her eyes.
"What the??" Sov growls. "What has she done with Freya?....and what in
Hades is she wearing??"
Aresmuse laughs and holds on to Sov....an evil glint in his eyes. "I dunno...but I
kinda like it" he purrs as he watches MissManner's dress swish back and forth as she
walks.
MissMannerMuse picks up a pointer and taps Aphrael on her head. "Spit
out that gum young lady!" she commands. She looked out over the audience. "Stop
slouching...stand up straight!"
Everyone sucked in their tummies and pushed their shoulders back.
Eyeing Dessy's barely there mini skirt, and Feral's almost see through blouse,
MissMannerMuse blushed and mumbled to herself, "oh, I am sooo glad I came here, I can
see my services are needed!"
Borrowing Freya's trusty little clipboard, MissManners started making a list. "First
lesson, proper dress. What is it with all this leather and exposed skin...tsk tsk?"
she mused. "Lesson #2, something refined I think, afternoon tea perhaps?? The proper
way to hold a tea cup, eat a finger sandwich." She glanced over to Cowboy Herk and
watched with distress as he finished a BBQ rib sandwich, wiped his hands on his pants, and
rubbed his tummy.
*****
MissManner looked around Freya's hut with satisfaction. Gone were the lava lamps and
bean bag furniture. Fre's water bed and trapeze were dumped out the back door. MissManners
sat down on her hardwood chair, crossed her ankles and sipped her lemon tea from a bone
china cup.
"Now that I've gotten this place in order, its time for me to start my
lessons" she thought as she peered out the window at the residents of FluffLand.
Herk, tightly sandwiched between Herkite and Raptor, walked by. MissManners shivered when
she saw that both Herkite's and Raptor's hand were tightly clenching Herk's buttocks. They
stopped under the shade of a big ol' oak tree and Herk loudly kissed Herkite, then Raptor.
MissManners sat there stewing, chewing on her pen.
Sherk came into view, happily running down the street calling "Kal-lis-ta,
Kal-lis-ta...catch me if you can!" In his hand, he held a broken branch which he ran
along the side of MissManner's fence. Kal came running down the street, holding her arms
over her bare breasts, yelling "Sherk, come back here now and give me back my top!!
MissManners writes:
A GENTLEMAN, whether walking with two ladies or one, takes the curb side of the pavement.
He should never sandwich himself between them.
A young man walking with a young woman should be careful that his manner in no way draws
attention to her or to himself. Too devoted a manner is always conspicuous, and so is loud
talking. Under no circumstances should he take her arm, or grasp her by or above the
elbow, and shove her here and there, unless, of course, to save her from
being run over! He should not walk along hitting things with his stick. The small boy's
delight in drawing a stick along a picket fence should be curbed in the nursery! And it is
scarcely necessary to add that no gentleman walks
along the street chewing gum or, if he is walking with a lady, puffing a cigar or
cigarette.
****
MissManners head snaps up at the sound of people calling to each other. Again, she peers
out the window and sees Dessy walking with Hunter Herk loudly greeting Feral and Kull who
were coming out of Feral's hut.
MissManners writes:
All people in the streets, or anywhere in public, should be careful not to talk too loud.
They should especially avoid pronouncing people's names, or making personal remarks that
may attract passing attention or give a clue to themselves.
One should never call out a name in public, unless it is absolutely unavoidable. A young
girl who was separated from her friends in a baseball crowd had the presence of mind to
put her hat on her parasol and lift it
above the people surrounding her so that her friends might find her.
*****
MissManners gets up to refresh her tea and is startled by the sound of a breaking door.
Nervously peering from behind the kitchen curtains she sees Sov raging down the street,
ripping fence gates off their posts. He stands in the middle of the land and screams
"FREY-AAAAA" FREY-aaaaa! Beating his chest he falls to his knees.
"Tsk tsk" MissManners mutters as she makes her way back to her desk and writes:
Do not attract attention to yourself in public. This is one of the fundamental rules of
good breeding. Shun conspicuous manners, conspicuous clothes, a loud voice, staring at
people, knocking into them, talking across anyone-in a word do not attract attention to
yourself. Do not expose your private affairs, feelings or innermost thoughts in public.
You are knocking down the walls of your house when you do.
****
Satisfied with the way her first lesson is going, MissManner sighs and leans back in her
chair. "Its going to take a lot of patience to teach these...these ... citizens
proper etiquette" she says to herself. "I plan on being here a long time,
teaching many lessons... The Fundamentals of Good Behavior, The Well Appointed House,
One's Position in the Community..." Her voice trailed off as she got busy with her
pen again.
*****
MissManners deftly cut the crusts off of her cucumber and watercress sandwich, placed
the sandwich on a plate and poured herself a cup of tea. Holding her pinkie out just so,
she lifted the cup to her lips and took a sip. As she raised her eyes from the tea, she
shrieked and the cup crashed to the floor.
Standing before her was a hoodlum dressed in black leather. She backed up against the
counter as Ares held his hands out in front of him, palms up. "I'm not going to hurt
you" he said as he inched forward.
"Who...who are you??" MissManners stuttered as she strove to regain her
composure. "And where did you come from?" she asked as her eyes darted to the
tightly bolted kitchen door.
"I guess you can say that I just....POPPED in" Ares grinned as he took a bite of
her sandwich, grimaced, and spit it out. "Ewwww...Freya is a better cook than
that".
MissManners smoothed her dress down and readjusted her pearls. Clearing her throat, she
raised an eyebrow at Ares, who suddenly felt like a kid caught with his hand in the cookie
jar.
"Oh...um.. yes... you asked who I am... I'm Ares" he said quite smugly.
"Ares? Ares what?" MissManners asked.
"Ares what? What do you mean Ares what?" Ares looked confused.
"What is your surname sir?" MissManners asked.
"My what name? Sir? Sirname? I'm not a sir. "I'm Ares, God of War, haven't you
ever heard of me?"
MissManners primly shook her head no.
For once, Ares was at a lost as to what to say or do.
Miss Manners continued. "Sir, you came into my house, uninvited and unchaperoned. You
refuse to tell me your full name. I insist that you leave right now." MissManners
sailed past Ares, unbolted the back door and held it wide open. "And I suggest you
use the door this time."
Ares mumbled "I'm sorry" and squeezed past MissManners who firmly shut and
bolted the door behind her.
"Sorry Unc....you said you're sorry??" Strife collapsed on the ground cackling.
"Oh this is a hoot... the great and mighty Ares brought down by a ... a... "
"Silence!" Ares shouted, throwing Strife backwards into a tree trunk with a fire
ball.
Ares strode back to MissManner's door and ... knocked this time. MissManners opened the
door the few inches that the security chain would allow. "Yes" she asked.
"May I help you?"
Ares stood there, hands behind his back, scuffing his feet. "Um... yes... Hello... My
name is Ares and um... I'm pleased to meet you."
"Well, this is much better" MissManners purred. "I am pleased to make your
acquaintance sir."
"May...I um... come in?" Ares politely asked.
"Oh no sir... horrors... it is not right for a gentleman to visit an unchaperoned
lady in her house".
"oh...yes...how right" Ares thought quickly. "Would the lady perhaps like
to take a walk...stroll with me by the hot tubs..no...the lake??"
MissManners looked Ares up and down. Sensing that he posed no threat, she agreed and
gathered up her shawl and parasol.
********
MissManners, holding ever so gently onto Ares arm with her left hand, raised her
parasol over her head. "A lady has to watch her sun exposure" she stated as they
made their way to the lake.
HunterHerk had just nuzzled up to Dessy in the big rope hammock when he suddenly found
himself kissing dirt. Dessy had spotted Ares and MissManners strolling along together and
had jumped up so quickly that the hammock flipped over, dumping HunterHerk facedown!
"What the??" Dessy fumed as Ares raised his free hand and wiggled his fingers at
her at what could only pass for a silly wave. Dessy stood, hands on hips, nostrils flaring
as she watched Ares gallantly hold a back a branch so MissManners could pass under safely.
"Ares....what are you up to?" she wondered. Pouncing on HunterHerk's back, she
kissed the top of his head and said "Gotta go sweet stuff, have to figure out what
she's up to now."
Dessy rounded a corner and collided with Star and Chantal who came running from the other
direction.
"Ares...MissManners...walking...hand in hand...eekkk....what are we going to do
about it??" Dessy yelled and she jumped up and down.
"Des...we know...stop bouncing...we got a plan" Star said as she tried holding
Des by her shoulders.
"A plan...a plan...what is your plan? Is it a good plan? It better be a good
plan...coz I can't take this anymore".
Star gave Des a gentle shake. "Des..you're babbling..yes its a good plan...isn't it a
good plan Chantal?"
Chantal looked at Star. Star elbowed Chantal in the side. "Isn't it a GOOD plan
Chantal??"
Chantal just chewed on her fingernail.
**********
Meanwhile, MissManners and Mr. Ares were continuing their stroll around the lake.
"This is pleasant" MissManners said as she smiled shyly at Ares.
"Yes... um... pleasant" Ares agreed.
"This is a delightful place to bring a picnic lunch" Miss Manners continued.
"What a... um.. splendid idea" Ares replied as he pointed to a grassy knoll
close to the water and zapped. A wicker picnic basket in the middle of a red plaid blanket
appeared.
"Ohhh" MissManners squealed, as she clapped her hands. "This is
perfect!"
"Allow me" Ares bowed lowed and then led her to the blanket.
*****
MissManners allowed Ares to gently shake her hand after he escorted her back to Freya's
hut. She closed the door and leaned against it, then peeked out through the curtains at
Ares' retreating but....back. Sighing, she clasped her hands over her heart and giggled
like a nervous schoolgirl.
"He's such a rogue" she thought. "Such a good looking one too".
"Nonsense!" she snapped at herself. "What is wrong with me? He is no
good."
"But...he is soooo .... sooooo sexy."
"Sexy has no place in my life" she told herself as she shook her head to clear
the image of muscular thighs tightly encased in black leather. "Why...why...he thinks
nothing of .... vamping in public. Flaunting his body and his <gulp> bare chest for
all to see.
She drifted through Freya's living room, her eyes darting here and there.
"Hmmm, that's strange" she thought. "I never saw a chandelier with handles
before." She blushed as she thought of why Freya would have handles on her chandelier
and then blushed even deeper when she wondered if Ares ever used them. Her girdle suddenly
felt awfully confining and her 24 hour support bra was digging into her shoulders.
"I better start my next lesson" she said out loud, but instead of making her way
to the desk she found herself inside of Freya's bedroom. "I don't know why I didn't
get rid of this stuff" she said as she opened a trunk full of lingerie. She picked up
a pair of black silk stocking and gasped at their softness. Next she picked up a little
black bra. "Why this weighs next to nothing" she thought as she was able to ball
it up in her hand. "How does it support?" she wondered. "You'd probably
bounce all over the place wearing this."
Digging through the trunk she found a bright red box with the card still attached. She
fingered the satin ribbon that held the box close, and then surprised herself by ripping
the card open. She read: "Darling Fre....This is to replace the stuff I tore last
night, but you know its all your fault by teasing me the way you did. xxxooooxxx Sov
"Tramp" she snorted.
But she slowly opened the box and peeled back the tissue paper. Nestled inside was a tiny
gold thong, a matching bra, and a gold sheer robe, trimmed with fur. Clasping these items
to her breasts, she slowly got up and walked to the mirror. She stood for a long while
just staring at her reflection. Hanging the lingerie on the post, she took her headband
off and shook out her hair. Pulling pieces of it here and there, she was finally satisfied
with the result. She kicked off her sensible pumps and wiggled out of her industrial
strength nylons (she just hates it when those things run) and she laughed as her toes
curled into the soft carpet. She slowly undid her belt, and then eyes adverted, undid the
buttons on her dress.
"What are you doing" a voice screamed in her head.
She stopped and glanced at herself in the mirror.
************
MissManners stared at the reflection in the mirror, hardly recognizing the person
looking back at her. That person had disheveled hair and was barefoot. MissManner's hand
flew over her heart. She was looking at Freya who saucily winked at her from within the
confines of the looking glass.
"What are you doing in there?" MissManners timidly asked as she raised her
finger to touch the mirror. Freya mimicked her move and their fingers met on the cool
silvery glass.
MissManners glanced down at her Freya's bare feet, then her eyes moved upwards. Freya was
dressed in her little black mini skirt and leather vest. MissManners looked down at what
she was wearing, and sighed in
relief as she quickly fastened the buttons on her drab dress.
She looked back into the mirror and her hand went to her throat where she was pleased to
feel her pearls wrap around her fingers, even thou the image in the mirror was tugging at
a rawhide strip that was tied around her neck.
Meanwhile, SHerk couldn't believe what he was seeing. He had snuck over to Freya's hut to
see if perhaps he could find where the evil witch had hidden her. He thought that
MissManners were still out with Ares and was so surprised when he peeked in the bedroom
window and saw Freya. He quickly smothered his "Yipee" when he noticed
MissManners standing not two feet away from Fre.
"Come on Fre" he thought to himself. "Beat her
up....please!....Please!" But Freya did nothing.
"I have to go tell Kal" he thought as he quickly backed up from the window. He
wasn't successful in smothering his cry this time as he backed right into The Sov who
grabbed him by the shoulders.
"What are you doing, Peeping Tom"? Sov snarled as he spun a shaking Sherk
around.
Staring into Sov's fury rimmed eyes, Sherk stuttered "Fre....Freya....in
there...with....that....witch."
"Freya? Where?" Sov pushed Sherk aside and peered thru the window. All he saw
was MissManners sitting primly on the bed, pulling on her stockings.
******
"A witch indeed" Sov muttered as he peered thru the window at what used to be
one of his favorite playgrounds. Gone was Freya's vibrating, rotating circular bed with
his favorite black silk sheets and red ribbons. The ceiling above the bed was empty and he
wondered where the mirror and the trapeze went. No hot tub graced the corner of the room.
No candles burned fragrantly. Even the fur blankets he gave Freya to guard against those
nasty itchy rug burns were missing. He growled deep in his throat as he watched
MissManners slide her feet into her very sensible pumps. "What did you do with my
woman?" he whispered as MissManners quietly walked out of Freya's bedroom and closed
the door behind her.
Sov couldn't help himself. He pushed open the bedroom window. Ya see, even thou it looked
locked, it wasn't. He used to love sneaking into Freya's room at night and surprising her,
so he jimmied the lock. Freya pretended that she didn't know and screamed each time he
appeared, much to his delight. He loved it when she screamed.
Nimbly he swung his legs over the sill and stood in her room. He closed his eyes and if he
tried really hard, he could still smell traces of the jasmine and vanilla candles they
burned the last time they were in this room. His eyes misted and he shook his head,
yelling at himself to get a grip. If he wanted to get his Freya back, he had to
concentrate and find out exactly what MissManners was up to.
Catlike he investigated the room. First he examined the orthopedic mattress, covered by
boring white polycotton sheets. He pressed on the mattress, it wouldn't give at all.
"No fun" he thought. "Gotta have some bounce!" He quietly opened the
closet door and groaned when he saw flannel nightshirts and housecoats hanging where
Freya's leather collection used to reside. He glanced to the bottom of the closet and
grinned in relief when he saw one of Freya's bunny slippers peeking out. He grabbed it and
stuffed it in his shirt.
He opened drawer after drawer searching for something of Freya's. He found MissManner's
white undies. Her 18 hour cross your heart and cannot breathe bras. Her support hose.
Angrily he slammed the last drawer so hard that some perfume bottles tipped over. Freya's
scent wafted thru the room and Sov closed his eyes and leaned against the dresser,
inhaling deeply.
Slowly he opened his eyes and found himself looking at himself in the mirror. His eyes
were red and his face looked haggard. He spots another shape taking form in the mirror
behind him. "Its...its...Freya" he thinks as he quickly turns around. No one is
there. "Man, I gotta get some sleep" he says as he looks back into the mirror
and directly into Freya's eyes. Sov screams!!
****************
Slowly Sov opened his eyes and found himself looking at himself in the mirror. His eyes
were red and his face looked haggard. He spots another shape taking form in the mirror
behind him. "Its...its...Freya" he thinks as he quickly turns around. No one is
there. "Man, I gotta get some sleep" he says as he looks back into the mirror
and directly into Freya's eyes. Sov screams!!
***********
Freya quickly raised her finger to her lips and shhhushed him, her eyes darting to the
door hoping that MissManners didn't hear Sov's scream and decide to investigate. Meanwhile
Sov stood in front of the mirror absolutely still, his eyes bugwide open, the scream
fading in his throat.
After a few minutes Freya let out the breath she was holding and looked back to Sov.
"Hi Honey" she mouthed because sounds do not carry thru the mirror. She pressed
the palms of her hands against the glass. Slowly, Sov raised his hands to match Fre's but
held them about an inch away from the mirror.
"Oh no...don't touch the mirror Sov" Sherk silently begged as he watched from
his secret hiding place outside the window. "If you touch the mirror, you'll be
sucked in...I know you will....oh...I wish Kal was here!"
"Freya?" Sov whispered, finding it hard to take his eyes from the mirror. Gently
he touched the mirror with his index finger and they both watched as ripples spread to the
corners of the frame.
"I can get her out of there!" Sov cried as he plunged one hand in thru the glass
and grabbed Freya's arm and yanked. For a second nothing happened, then Sov cursed out
loud as the mirror began sucking him in. Freya frantically unpeeled his fingers from her
arm and tried to shove him back out of the mirror! SHerk was mumbling "no no no"
as he watched the scene unfold. With a loud POP, Sov disappeared into the mirror leaving
Freya's bunny slipper laying by itself on the floor in front of the mirror.
*****
Hilara and Rober't were visiting with Kallista. They had brought some fresh
strawberries and whipped cream and Rober't was in the process of pulverizing the
strawberries with his sword so Kal could eat them when SHerk barged into her hut.
"Kal!" he screamed as he fell to his knees before her and wrapped his arms
around her legs. "The... the..." he stuttered.
Kal knelt down beside him and held his face between her hands. "Slow down SHerk, take
a deep breath and tell me hat's wrong!" she begged.
SHerk gulped and looked at Kal with eyes as big as saucers, then glanced over to where
Rober't was holding Hilara, his sword at the ready.
"Its okay Sherk" Kal crooned. No one will hurt you here....tell me what's
wrong?" Did Sov..."
At the mention of Sov's name, Sherk wailed and Kal jumped to her feet. "Why that
scoundrel! I thought I had made myself perfectly clear...he was not to touch SHerk's new
Tickle Me Elmo doll. Wait til I get a hold of him!"
Sherk sniffled and shook his head side to side. Kal knelt beside him again and gathered
him into her arms. "Hush baby...we'll get you another one....promise."
"Thats....that's not it Kal" Sherk sobbed onto her shoulder. "Sov is
gone...that witch got him too!"
"What are you talking about?" Rober't asked as he placed strong calming hands on
Sherk's shoulders. Helping him up, Rober't led Sherk to the table where Hilara was waiting
with a cup of SHerk's favorite hot chocolate.
Sniffling loudly, Sherk wiped his nose on his sleeve, um, bare arm, ick, no... wait, Kal
gave him a tissue, and took a big sip of his hot chocolate. Facing them with a chocolate
mustache and a dot of whipped cream on his nose, he told them how he watched Sov break
into MissManner's hut and found Freya in the mirror. How he begged Sov in his head not to
touch the mirror, but he did, and the mirror sucked him in. How he ran back home as fast
as he could.
Rober't listened intently, a grin on his face. "Wait a sec...you expect me to believe
that MissManners is a witch, with a magic mirror? He winked at Hilara.
Sherk slammed his fists on to the table, his hot chocolate sloshing over the rim of his
cup. "I'm telling the truth! I am Kal! Freya was in the mirror...Sov tried grabbing
her out but the mirror sucked him in instead!" Tears threatened to spill from his
eyes.
Kal patted Sherk on his hands and told him she believed him. Then turning to Rober't with
fire in her eyes, she asked "Have you ever known SHerk to lie? He is telling the
truth...as farfetched as it may seem. But I believe him. I never liked MissManners, don't
know what she did with my sis, but I know its something nasty. I do know that Fre didn't
go away for an extended vacation like MissM wants us to believe thou."
Rober't raised his eyebrows.
Kal sighed with frustration. "Rober't" she stressed, do you really believe that
Freya... our Freya... would go away for this amount of time without..WITHOUT Sov??"
Hilara shook her head NO.
Rober't pondered the question for a bit...then shook his head no and said "You're
right, she wouldn't, would she?" Slumping down in his chair he said, "So...what
are we going to do about it? Miss Manners is a witch...has Freya and now Sov
captured."
"Who knows what her plans are for us?" Hilara added and she rubbed Rober't's
shoulders.
"We need a plan" Kallista said as she perched herself on SHerk's lap.
*****
Freya and Sov made up for lost time, but no matter how hard they made that ol' mirror
shake, rattle and roll, it refused to spit them back out.
Meanwhile, back at camp....
Kallista looked out at the crowd that had gathered in the meeting hall. She was glad that
so many had responded to Sherk's and Rober'ts call. She laughed when she saw Dessy holding
up a sign that said "Behead MissManners". She was happy to see Kull next to
Feral with a very sharp ax by his side.
Rober't started the meeting by explaining all that Sherk had seen. There were many giggles
and cries of disbelief, but Rober't can be very convincing, especially when Kull and Herk
flanked him on either side. Soon everyone in the meeting hall were discussing amongst
themselves plans of action.
CJ said "We should just burn her house down, while she sleeps." Danaan answered,
"But what about the mirror, and Freya??" Nani piped in, "Forget Freya, what
about The Sov??"
Kull called the meeting back to order. "Okay, we are convinced that MissManners is
evil, possibly she was sent here by Hera to destroy the amazons."
His speech was interrupted by cries of "Let's get her!" and Kull had to slam his
ax against a stone column (everyone take time to watch his muscles ripple, swoon) to get
their attention.
NannyBoo stood up and shouted, "We can't go charging into her hut...we don't know
what powers she has, and we don't know what she can do to Freya and Sov. We need a
plan."
**************
Ares snapped his fingers and the meeting hall scene vanished from his wall. He sat on his
throne, one leg casually slung over the arm, and snickered. "Imagine, one harmless
little ol' lady has the amazon camp and all their *oooh I'm so strong and good and kind*
protectors in a tizzy.
"What's that you say Unc?" Strife asked as he tried once again to get the hang
of rollerblading. Ares watched as Strife helicoptered his arms and legs and finally
crashed into a wall.
"Is that what you're supposed to do?" he asked a broken and bleeding Strife.
"Enough! I have a job for you!"
Strife groaned as he tried to stand up, but his feet refused to obey and kept flying out
from under him.
Ares raised an eyebrow, then a finger -- and a bolt of lightening shot out and the
rollerblades were replaced with Strife's normal boots.
"Fool" Ares muttered as Strife brushed the dirt off his knees and scampered up
to Ares' throne. "A job for me? Me Unc? Really? I won't let you down. You can count
on me. What is it? Havoc and destruction are my specialty you know. I've been practicing
tornadoes and earthquakes, wanna see?? With that Strife raised his hands in the air and
muttered some unintelligible words and this little blue funnel cloud appeared and danced
around Ares' head. Ares swatted the cloud away like some annoying mosquito but Strife kept
making it come back.
"Wait a sec Unc....just a sec...I can make it bigger.. really!" Strife waved his
hands around some more.
Again Ares muttered "Fool" and zapped the funnel cloud, momentarily making it
fierce and large enough to pick Strife up and slam him against the wall before
disappearing.
"Way cool" Strife said as he slid to the floor in a heap.
************
What will be Boo's plan (Boo, ya got one? LOL) And what dastardly chore does Ares have in
mind for Strife? And how exactly did Fre get her trampoline inside the mirror?
hugs,
Freya
