Clop-clop-clop.
Clop-clop-clop.
Clop-clop-clop.
Yap! Yapyapyap!
Clop-clop-clop.
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Did anyone ever tell you how boring it can be to hunt? x.x Maybe it’s because I’m a girl. Maybe it’s because I’m a girl in a disagreeing dress. Or, maybe it’s because I’m a girl in a disagreeable dress riding 30-60-90 on a side-saddle while navigating through foliage.
Oh yeah, must be it.
Grumbling, I pull at the hem of my dress again. Really, these greedy branches always love to eat my skirt. At the rate that the fabric is tearing off, I won’t have a skirt at the end.
Might give me a reason to wear breeches, no? Or, even better, a miniskirt. Show of my beautifully horrid legs and all that. =DDD
The whole party isn’t as silent as I am, however. Our male hosts, YYugi, and Des are discussing tactics.
“No, no, don’t send in all the dogs at once! It’d cause a water buffalo to sprout wings and fly away!” >.<
“You have water buffalos with wings here?” =o
“Yes, of course! We call them peacocks.” C:
And on the other side, the young women are talking about, erm…womanly things.
“And, of course I said no. I mean, he’s so pointy!”
“Of course, dear, pointy never does it. Gets in the way and all that.”
There’s flirtatious giggling. Nerfe gives me a strange look, as if I’m a part of their conversation. “They’re talking about noses,” I inform him. He opens and closes his mouth a few times, then nods.
I hope I’m not lying. o.o
Fae, Adri, Sar, Chibi-Bunni, and Yunsi are to my right, just about as silent as I am. We exchange glances. We must look strange, all sitting with our legs on one side of our horse and our upper bodies facing to the front. Even Sar must sit like this with her breeches on. You can’t really sit on the saddle straight, with the way it’s made. I tap the pommel in annoyance.
“Think this expedition might be over soon?” D<
“Mebbe. Let’s play ‘I Spy’,” Yunsi announces.
“’Kay. I spy…something green.”
“The leaves…the trees…the moss…your dress…”
“Nope.”
“The monkey?”
“Green monkey? Where Monkey? Monkey!!! Moooonkey!!!” =D
Dx Gah, Sar.
“No, it’s not a monkey, you dolts. It the grass. Honestly.”
“Oh, ha ha. Well, I spy something shiny.”
“The water.”
“Your jewelry.”
“The sun?”
“Pft, no.” We all lean in close as Adri whispers to us. “Someone’s bald head!” >D
We goggle at the Lord of the Estate. Looks like someone didn’t want to wear their wig anymore. @.@
“Eww, that’s just gross,” Chibi-Bunni squeals. Really, I have to agree.
“Hey! I spy something brown!”
“Poop? Hair? Both?”
Ick. Guh. Naaaasty. o.0
“Horses. Mud. Tree trunks.”
“BOAR!!!” Comes the roar from before us. O.O!!!
Looks like they got it. C:
However, it’s not quite a triumphant victory. The horses rear, the dogs scatter. And, like toothpicks, dominos, or bowling pins, we’re all knocked over by a mad pig.
“Eeeeeee~”
I land on the forest floor and raise my head, only to duck it down again. Horse hooves stampede by. It’s like a cycle. The boar runs around the tree, and the horses and their riders follow. Then, the boar decides to skewer Des in red, and so he runs around in circles, after the horses but before the boar. Then, he grabs an LOian who grabs another LOian who grabs another. And pretty soon, it’s like an awesome carousel.
“Eee…Ahhh…Ooh!” It’s even compatible with music. <3
And then, it is dominos. One person trips, and everyone else trips behind them, until we’ve the trapped the boar in a huge, great, squealing mudpile. It’s silent for a moment.
“Why didn’t we think of this before?” One of the men asks aloud.
We all dust ourselves off, studying the pig, completely knocked out. Then, Lord Lunar grabs a spear and runs it through from butt to mouth.
“Dinner,” he announces.
I look queasily at the blood and organs and the mud-encrusted skin attracting flies.
“Sounds wonderful,” I manage to squeak.
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Author's Notes:
I hope this one was funny! C: I finally updated...and actually spent some time on it! =ooo Doesn't mean there's no typos, tho. I didn't spend that much time on it.
Well, enjoy!
SnowPheonix · Tue Jun 26, 2007 @ 09:22pm · 14 Comments
