This is a one shot, chapterless fic that will probably not be continued! Its just a little bit of fun that has been building up in my and GoT's minds for ages! Enjoy!

Luvs Elfie xXxXx

Misunderstanding

Nissa sat in the kitchen, sipping a cup of tea, after a hard day of doing nothing. She heard Freja walk through the front door and dump her briefcase at the bottom of the stair, as usual. Without turning round, she called:

"Evening Frey- A- A! There! I said it ! Freja! Not Frey! Freja!" Freja, on no accounts, let anybody call her Frey, as it was a boys name.

"Hiya Nis," she sighed in return. Nissa heard the Fire-Elf shuffle into the living room.

"Evening darlin'!" Blaise's voice rang out on Freja's entry. It was actually rather odd how she always called Freja darling and everybody else was hunni. But then again, Blaise was odd. Several silent minutes passed until Nissa then heard the following conversation:

"Blaise, not now."

"Ohhhh, but I like it. Come on, you know you want to let me have a little fun."

"I'm too tired."

"Pleeeeeeeease?" There was a slight pause.

"Blaise, stop stroking me. I've told you - OOH - not to touch that. It's an incredibly sensitive - OOH - part of me. AAH - will you stop that?!"

"You had no complaints last night."

"I was stressed last night. It is actually unbelievably satisfying when I'm stressed."

"What about my needs? Don't you care about my needs?"

"You've got Simon."

"It's hardly the same, is it?"

"Look, Nissa is in the kitchen. I don't want her walking in to see me in such an undignified position. I'd never live it down."

"It's perfectly natural." Nissa was completely horrified. There was only one thing she could think of, and that was not a nice thought. Her thought was also aided by several flashbacks of similar situations that, thinking about it now, she realised she'd never had any explanations for.

// FLASHBACK 1 //

Nissa walked into the living room to see Freja curled up on Blaise's lap, purring euphorically, as Blaise stroked her ears.

"What the hell.....?" said Nissa. Blaise and Freja looked up. "What are you two doing?"

"Just testing something," said Blaise, as Freja got up and went to sit down on the other side of the room. Blaise winked at Freja.

// END OF FLASHBACK //

// FLASHBACK 2 //

"I like your hands," said Freja, as she gently stroked Blaise's hands.

"Why?" asked Blaise.

"They're soft and they smell nice."

"Smell nice? What do they smell of?"

"Well..... you."

"Is that a good thing?"

"Oh yeah. You smell lovely. Everything about you is lovely. Except your gutter brain."

"Awww, I love you too, Freja!" Nissa watched the conversation in despair.

// END OF FLASHBACK //

// FLASHBACK 3 //

"Hey B, it's Nissa," she said down the phone.

"Oh, hi Nis." There was a small giggle on the other end.

"I figured you'd be bored at home all on your lonesome, so I thought I'd ring you. What you up to?"

"Nah, I'm not bored. I'm with Freja."

"Freja's there? But Freja's meant to be at work today."

"Yeah, I know, but she took the day off for me coz I moaned at her this morning."

"What are you two doing then?"

"Freja is pushing my buttons and it feels really weird. Freja, stop it!"

"It feels nice, though!" Nissa heard Freja say. "It's squishy!" Blaise and Freja started giggling. "And anyway, I haven't got my own at the moment."

"Well, you can push my buttons whenever you want, darlin'!"

"She's doing what?!" Nissa asked, hoping she'd heard wrong.

"Pushing my buttons. I actually quite like it. It's an odd sensation though. OOH SHIT! Her boss is at the door! We gotta go hide! Bye!" Blaise hung up the phone.

// END OF FLASHBACK //

Nissa was brought back into her own mind with a sudden over-powering thought. 'OH GODS! THEY'RE LESBIANS!!!' She shoved her chair back roughly, knocking it over, and ran into the living room. Freja was sitting Blaise's lap.

"RIGHT!" she yelled. "That's it! No more! Blaise, how could you do such a thing to poor Simon?! He loves you, heart and soul, and this is how you repay him?! And Freja! You always said such things disgusted you! YOU HYPOCRITE!!!" Blaise and Freja looked at one another.

"Is she feeling ok?" asked Freja.

"I don't know. Do you know what she's talking about?" said Blaise.

"Look, you don't have to hide it anymore! I know, okay?!" said Nissa.

"Er.... know what, Nis?" said Blaise.

"About you two! I've worked it out! You can stop the pretence!"

"Excuse me a minute, Freja," said Blaise. Freja moved and Blaise stood up and walked over to Nissa. She stepped back a little, worrying what was about to happen. But Blaise simply placed a hand on the were-dragon's forehead.

"She doesn't have a temperature."

"It could be a mental disease. Maybe this time she has completely flipped out," said Freja. "Poor Peter. This is going to be hard news for him."

"SHUT UP ABOUT PETER!" Nissa screamed, scaring Freja witless. She dashed behind Blaise, trembling slightly.

"Blaise," she squeaked. "Help."

"That's it! Run to her!" accused Nissa, pointing wildly at Blaise. "But of course you would, wouldn't you?! You're-"

"DRAGONISSA LUNARFIRE! SIT DOWN AND TELL ME WHAT THE YOU ARE RAMBLING ON ABOUT?!?!?!" ordered Blaise at the top of her voice. Nissa was so shocked that she sat down without another word. "Thank you. Now can you kindly tell me what we have supposedly done?" Nissa sat wide-eyed for moment before speaking.

"You and Freja. I've heard four different conversations now. They all add up to one thing. I can't believe you could do it. Well, Blaise, maybe, but not Freja."

"Do what?" said Freja.

"You two..... you're...... uphill gardeners." Blaise burst out laughing but Freja was confused. She'd not heard that expression before.

"We're what?" she queried.

"Nissa thinks we're lesbians!!!" gasped Blaise. A look of repulsion occupied Freja's face.

"We are NOT!" she barked. "EWW!!! That's disgusting! No offence Blaise but, EWW!!!" She went and sat on the opposite side of the room. Blaise suddenly looked offended, but not by Freja.

"What do you mean 'maybe me'?" she demanded.

"Well, no offence, B, because you know I love you in a completely non- lesbiany way, but you are, basically, easy," said Nissa. "I don't think I would put it passed you."

"Well, I have tried it, but it just doesn't give you the same satisfaction," explained Blaise. Freja and Nissa's jaws dropped.

"You?" said Freja. "As in... you?"

"Yes, me," said Blaise. "And I still know the girl. We're fairly good friends, but the poor girl blushes every time she sees me now." Nissa's mind began to work.

"OH GOOD GODS!!!!!!" she suddenly cried. "Not Melinda!!! Melinda the Elf that works on the water level at 13 levels?" Blaise grinned.

"The very same. She too is straight now. I think I was probably a bit too much for her."

"B-but.... you're Blaise," said Freja. "Blaise Earthsinger. Renowned for having slept with almost every bloke in Andomen. How can you have been a.... a lesbian?"

"Oh, I wasn't a complete lesbian," said Blaise. "I was bi. I actually cheated on Mel with several blokes. That's sort of another reason I called it off. I felt quite guilty about it and I wasn't enjoying it as much as with the blokes."

"I'm never going to look at you in the same way," said Nissa.

"Does Simon know?" asked Freja.

"I don't think so," said Blaise. "Not many people do. But it's no biggie. I wouldn't be bothered if he did find out."

"I'm never going to look at you in the same way," said Nissa.