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The Pendants |
written in 8th grade by Katarina Ling for
G.A.T.E Language Arts Copyright 1998 |
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The next morning a guard pulled open the squeaky doors of both cells and told
the twins that the king wanted to see them. The twins tried to get up but found that
their wrists were still joined by the pendants. They came out after separating the
pendants. The guard led them out of the deep dungeon by the light of a torch.
When they finally got to the ground level and the light was actually bright
enough to see each other, Veronishia saw bat guano all over the backs of their
clothes. "So I suppose that the rat poop was bat poop," Kristopheras whispered.
"There are bats down there?" Veronishia exclaimed almost a little to loud. The two could not change as their bags of supplies had been confiscated. They where led to the dining room were the king was stuffing his face with food like a madman. He saw the twins approaching with bat guano all over their backs like lumpy glue on a cupcake. "Pwah, ha, ha, hee, hee, hee, snort, snort, snort," the king laughed as he sprayed the coffee he was drinking all over the table. Taysasluny couldn't stop laughing and his flabby arms started jiggling like jello. He laughed so hard, he fell of his chair with a loud "Plop, Splat" because of his bounciness. "Ha, Ha, Ha, Hee, Hee, Hee, Ho, Ho, Ho, Snort," the king continued before pausing to catch his breath. "Come here my poo covered cupcake," he said to Veronishia. Veronishia walked over and said to the king who laid like a giggling over-sized caterpillar on the floor. "I see you find this quite amusing, my dear father," said Veronishia as she moved closer to him. "How do you like this?" she asked as she rubbed the guano against the king. A big chunk of guano landed right in his mouth as he was laughing like crazy. "Gulp, thanks for feeding me that chicken, hiccup, my cupcake," the king said to Veronishia as he accidentally swallowed the chunk of guano. The king suddenly stopped laughing. He became very still as his body was about to reject the guano out. After he barfed the guano out he whined, "That's not fair! She fed me a chunk of guano after I gave her and her brother a free night at La Dungeon!" "Tell you what, I won't feed you any more bat poop if you give us first rate accommodations, two personal guards and good food," said Veronishia. "Yeah right," said the king as he rolled over. Veronishia then said," If you were a real man, a real king, you'd give us exactly whaqt I've requested. But, since you aren't doing so, I suppose you are just a fake." "All right, you win. Somebody lead them to their rooms." Veronishia and Kristopheras were led to adjoining guest rooms. On the way there, Kristopheras congratulated his sister, "Way to go!" They found their items had been brought to the rooms so the first thing they did was change their clothes. At lunch time they were given food. Kristopheras asked a guard to try the food but the guard refused. When asked why, the guard explained that he didn't want to die from the food poisoning. "So, they've decided to poison our food too," thought Veronishia. Kristopheras requested to go down into the kitchen with Veronishia. A servant led them down to the noisy room. Kristopheras found a loaf of bread fresh from the oven and two oranges. Veronishia got a basket to put the food in and some juice. Nobody in the kitchen seemed to notice them as they escaped out of the back to their rooms with their loot. They locked the doors and went to Kristopheras's room to eat. At dinner time, food was brought up with the note of the king challenging them to a duel. "Do you know how to sword fight?' Veronishia asked Kristopheras. "No, but I heard somewhere that a duel doesn't have to be a physical fight. It can be something else but I can't remember what." "How about seeing if he can cook?" suggested Veronishia. "No, that's not it." "Do you want to have an eating contest?" "He'd probably win that one," Kristopheras laughed. "Can we talk about something else? This is getting silly." "Okay." "Great, because I have a riddle to ask you. What is...," began Veronishia. "That's it! We can ask him riddles and he can ask us. I don't think our father has any brains so this might work." They wrote a note back, accepting the duel and that their choice of weapon would be riddles. |
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