TheOtherVillainess
Luminous beings we are, not this crude matter.....
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Captain's Log. Stardate 10.14.04
The captain and his first mate, along with the crew, rose at the buttcrack of dawn (that's 3;45 am to you and me,kids
) to finalize the packing of The Great Big Suitcase. Captain DH showered while First Mate TOV finished packing and made First Lieutenant DS ready for departure. The only one to be left behind would be the Attack Cat, who made her displeasure at being left behind known by yowling and sitting on The Great Big Suitcase. As if that would stop anything. 
At approximately 4:45, Capt. DH and his exhausted,hungry and cranky first mate departed their land-based ship for...the nest of the Silver Bird of DOOM!
We arrived at the nest of the Silver Bird of Doom approximately an hour later, to have all our baggage stripped from us and searched throughrouly by the hostile natives. A bottle brush was taken from the Sack of Essential Stuff (carried by the first mate) and waved about by an extremely angry looking native, who jumped up and down and muttered curses against us.
Eventually, the leader of the natives came forth and calmed down the screamer, returning the bottle brush to us, nodding sagely.
Eventually, we met up with Supreme Ruler DFIL, the Queen of All Things DMIL, Princess DSIL, her servant Hunting Man and their infant captive, The Little Bitty one. Princess DSIL had arrived bearing many,many strange parcels which were stripped from them by the hostile natives also. She held the Little Bitty one forth, as if he were a shield from the natives. It seemed to have worked, for she was unscathed.
After being consumed by the Big Silver Bird of DOOM! and arriving out her opposite end without problem, we found a man who was willing to lend us two vehicles for which to travel forth in. We took them with the glad smiles of exhausted travelers who have gone far and seen much.
After many weary hours upon the trail, we eventually arrived at our final destination, the home of the parents of the Supreme Ruler DFIL. They were elderly,yes, but more than willing to share their ample shelter and vast amounts of food for the time which we would be with them. DGrandpa, the head of this household, was a tiny man with a large mind. But he couldn't keep his days straight, or even the names of all of our party. DGrandma, his counterpart and first mate, helped him in every way she could and we all pretended not to notice that DGrandpa asked the same questions over and over again, asking who The Little Bitty one was, or who DS was. Though his mind wandered, his spirit was jovial and filled with spice and vinegar. It looked to be a wonderful stay indeed.
The captain and his first mate, along with the crew, rose at the buttcrack of dawn (that's 3;45 am to you and me,kids
) to finalize the packing of The Great Big Suitcase. Captain DH showered while First Mate TOV finished packing and made First Lieutenant DS ready for departure. The only one to be left behind would be the Attack Cat, who made her displeasure at being left behind known by yowling and sitting on The Great Big Suitcase. As if that would stop anything. At approximately 4:45, Capt. DH and his exhausted,hungry and cranky first mate departed their land-based ship for...the nest of the Silver Bird of DOOM!
We arrived at the nest of the Silver Bird of Doom approximately an hour later, to have all our baggage stripped from us and searched throughrouly by the hostile natives. A bottle brush was taken from the Sack of Essential Stuff (carried by the first mate) and waved about by an extremely angry looking native, who jumped up and down and muttered curses against us.
Eventually, the leader of the natives came forth and calmed down the screamer, returning the bottle brush to us, nodding sagely.Eventually, we met up with Supreme Ruler DFIL, the Queen of All Things DMIL, Princess DSIL, her servant Hunting Man and their infant captive, The Little Bitty one. Princess DSIL had arrived bearing many,many strange parcels which were stripped from them by the hostile natives also. She held the Little Bitty one forth, as if he were a shield from the natives. It seemed to have worked, for she was unscathed.
After being consumed by the Big Silver Bird of DOOM! and arriving out her opposite end without problem, we found a man who was willing to lend us two vehicles for which to travel forth in. We took them with the glad smiles of exhausted travelers who have gone far and seen much.
After many weary hours upon the trail, we eventually arrived at our final destination, the home of the parents of the Supreme Ruler DFIL. They were elderly,yes, but more than willing to share their ample shelter and vast amounts of food for the time which we would be with them. DGrandpa, the head of this household, was a tiny man with a large mind. But he couldn't keep his days straight, or even the names of all of our party. DGrandma, his counterpart and first mate, helped him in every way she could and we all pretended not to notice that DGrandpa asked the same questions over and over again, asking who The Little Bitty one was, or who DS was. Though his mind wandered, his spirit was jovial and filled with spice and vinegar. It looked to be a wonderful stay indeed.
