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In a place far away, colder then the heart of the ice sorcerer, lives
a beast.
But we'll learn about him later. Our story begins in a small village,
in a low valley between the two tallest mountains, in a small quiet hut. at
least from the outside.
"Its mine!! " cried Ron.
"I want it!!" shouted Lara.
"Nmfff." Snorted Jon as he pulled his face from his pillow.
"Where have you been, Fluff Head?" Said his mother.
"Mhiagh." Said Jon.
"You forgot to do your chores last night. Poor Klark is starving."
'Too bad he's not dead', thought Jon.
You see, Klark is a Poorat: a weird combination between an ugly Chihuahua and a rat, Jon has hated ever since he ate Jon's Marster: A fluffy combination between a kangaroo and a hamster.
Back to the story. By the way, I don't have anything to do with this, yet. The beautiful star of this story is yet to come, be patient. Anyway, back to Jon. Who is at this moment eating his mom's new experiment, Fludgies. He soon found himself throwing up out side, his best friend Mork saying, "Woah! What did she give you this time?"
"Blaaaah!" Said Jon.
"Good morning to you too." Said Mork.
"Thanks," Said Jon hoarsely.
"Oh, poor Jon, are you OK? Do you have a fever? I hope you don't have the flukes." Said Lylie, Jon's mom, rushing out to feel his forehead. "Mork, could you please take Jon in and take care of Ron and Lara?"
"Aye," said Mork, "but will you still pay me?"
"Of course, how's two petals?"
"We have a deal, Mrs. Senfra." Said Mork, and then he winked at Jon, who winked back.
"Me and Klark are gonna go get some Iceweeds." Said Lylie.
Iceweeds are weird spiky flowers whose seed provides a sort of sugary taste, and its petals are used as money. The only problem is you need Poorats to find them, cause they're buried under the snow. People have been known to make weapons out of the petals, as well, because they're sharp and very strong. Personally, I don't like them.
Oh sorry, back to the story. Anyway, Lylie left with that ugly creature, and left Jon and Mork to take care of the twins.
"Remember I get half cause I'm the one who put up the show." Jon said as they entered the hut.
"Hey, I'm the one who had to drag you in, so I get three fourths." Said Mork.
"Hey, I could've told Mom at that moment that I wasn't sick." Said Jon.
"Fine, half half." Grumbled Mork.
Lylie, unawares, has just left two swindlers with her children. She was trudging away in the snow, with the poorat. Mean while.
I'm still being bellowed at by the Head Councilor. For the fifteenth gazillion time. I think he means business this time.
Back to the cheeky hero.
"Give it!"
"No way, it's my turn!"
"SHUT UP!!!"
Ron and Lara both shut up.
"I swear when she comes back I'm gonna demand double!" swore Mork, still breathing heavily.
"Oh yeah? I've had to live with these demons all my life."
"Congratulations." Said Mork.
Suddenly there was a big 'Swoosh'.
"Mail's here." Said Jon.