Ottery!! You keep posting during my computer-less hours! hehe But I always check in!

I'm going to use my one quote today to point out Indiana Jones references, as I am obliged to do ;: :

"Snakes? Why'd it have to be snakes?"

"Asps. Very dangerous. You go first."

Goodness how I love that man!

Plus I could get into drinking contests in the dessert, but I'll leave off! hehe

Love the post! Very much!

Ditto on the quote those 2 ^^ loved as well!

I hope that things are well with you and I hope to see you later, if not I understand completely that your plate is quite full. I'll be here when you get a break.

Loves much,
Lissy

Ottery...I'm having writer's block and I'm a total wreck. I think I'm gonna cry...

If you can come up with anything, please help me.

Thanks

peppy

*Ottery and Teddy walk by the lake*

Teddy: It's that time of the year again isn't it?
*Ottery replies wistfully looking at the sunset over the lake*: Yeah, I guess. I don't know...it just comes upon me. It creeps in quietly I think and then...
*Teddy takes Ottery's hand*: Never fails.
O: Someday it's going to win, you know.
T: Not before Paris.
O: Yeah, *wipes his eyes* But not before Paris.
T: You're taking me with you aren't you? You cold bas-
O: *grins wickedly* I don't like being alone, you know that.

~

He kicked at the sand. He hated the old man. He was a basilisk. (Yes it means that but I can't say it here ). He missed that pretty blonde haired girl too...Marietta. Life was so wrong...he hated it, nothing ever seemed to go the way he wanted it too. He hated it. He hated everything but nothing more than having to do his father's bidding.

He wondered, "Are we forever caught in the shadow of our parents expectations?" He hated his father, everyone loved him, his mother, his friends, his enemies, there was something charismatic about the older Wolfram and he did not have that and he hated it. How easily he could make friends and steal them. He could end it all. He could say goobye and goodnight to life and all of it's trials, most of which didn't seem worth it.

No matter how much he tried, he could never please his father, there was always some new trial, some new feat he had to perform. COuldn't he just love him as he was? He wanted to cry but the old habit was so ingrained...he could not have done it, if he thrust his hand into a fire. He doubted the pain of it would be more than what his father's demands, his cold indifference, his playful manner all combined caused him.

"I can't see him, do you?"

Wolfram turned to see who was speaking, beside a tent one of the workers seemed to be talking to his camel. The odd thing was he was holding something up to the camel's eyes. The moon shedding her cover of clouds shone down, and the reflection gave the object away. It was an omnioccular. He noticed a wisp of blonde hair, and he knew that they were Ottery's friends. The camel had to be David. He smiled a cruel smile. He could deliver the boy into his father's hands, and then maybe the Baron would let him go home for a bit. One favor exchanged for another.

~

They were sitting together alone on the sandy floor of the room, their backs to the wall under the torchlight, the gaping hole in the center of the room like an elephant no one wanted to notice.

"I just want what's best for my son, Otts, surely you understand?"

"Hel yeah!" The boy exclaimed grabbing the water pouch. "You need to discipline that boy...no tellin' were he's goin' to en *hic* up if you don't watch him caref *hic* fully."

The Baron, looked at the dark haired boy with a sideways glance. There was a certain element of sarcasm in his voice, it was evident even in his current state. There was a pain in his eyes even as he said that.

"Take the whip to 'im. Spoil the rod and spare the child...er whatever." He took another drink, and a tear rolled out of his eyes. He threw the goblet across the room where it fell into the dark hole and they heard it shatter. Ottery began to laugh crazily as the tears flowed down. There was a heavy sorrow there. The Baron handed the boy his goblet and poured him another drink.

"So, are you going to go down there for me? It's just a quick snatch grab job, you'll be up here before you know it. I'll pay for you a trip to anywhere in the world you want to go. Gold, if you'd like. A favor for a favor."

"Yeah, why not. You seem like a swell fella." Ottery replied. Why the devil not? The Baron really did seem like a fine chap, easy with the drinks, and he was even offering to pay and all he had to do was go down into the darkness...

~

Next: The Darkness Within...

T: Because that isn't hackneyed and cliche...
O: If I was standing next to a cliff...
T: Of course I'd push you...if you can't count on your family...who can you count on.

lol... omg! This is soo funny Ott's, I could totally picture it. It love it.

Ottie!!! I've missed you soo, I've had so much more time now without Volleyball! I love it, really, I LOVE Volleyball, but the freedom is so much more pleasing. That means I have more time for homework so I'll get that done faster and then I can come in here a lot more often... yay! Anyways, I loved it papi... keep it up okay. And hang in there with school, I know, I hate it too. Well, Mucho Amor, besos y abrazos... muah!!!

~Lottie

For my Lottie...who's fic I should be reading, but I'm not...

~

"Oh, gah, why exactly am I doing this again?" Ottery was asking himself, as he threw up for the fourth time. If he had gotten sick on the artifact then tough for the Baron he'd have to come down and get it for himself. No way was he picking up anything he'd puked on [Ottery's Law #123]. It had been the Baron's stupid idea to send him after the thing now instead of waiting until the morning. The thugs were lowering the boy down into the darkness, a rope tied around his waist (T: The worst possible place when you've been drinking for hours O: Tell me about it of course it wasn't so funny just then ).

There was nothing but darkness, Ottery had thought to use his wand to light his own way but he didn't trust himself not to drop it just then (T:and you were busy puking your guts out O: and I was busy puking my guts out thank you for pointing that out Teddy *glares*) so he let it sit rather comfortably in his pocket. It seemed to go on forever, the large pit, and in the circling he lost himself in thoughts of other more miserable times.

~

Princess Thea, I've read a lot of your story though not all of it I'm sorry...but what you've got so far...is soooooooooooooooooo good, seriously you have to post this story...

Haha! A Camel looking through omniocculars?
Ottery drunk?
and being lowered into a big old pit??
this story is just wayy to good! Puts mine to shame.
I'm glad you like it Ottery, I think I'm gonna go post it.

Loves
Princess Thea

Great update Ottery.
cool law, but i wouldnt want to be on the wrong end of it
anyways, post when ya can,

Lissy in on her limited computer time...

Ottery

I hope my work connection is better tonight, it was awful this morning.

I never pick up things that get puked on either. Ottery is probably wondering - "but you're a nurse Lissy! Doesn't that come with the territory?"

Answer: I work with babies! Baby spit up is nothing... The last time an adult puked in front of me, I fled the scene... hehe

Kelly is like

Meh heh heh

Loves you much,
Lissy

Lol, thanx Ott's. I loves u lots and I Thank u for the post. I dont want u to feel obligated to go read my story, I was just wondering if u could cuz I just wanted u to. Thanx anyways Ottie. Te queto mucho, besos y abrazos... Muah!!!

~Lottie

WHOO!!!! *Princess Thea dances around!!* My fic is up my fic is up! Now if I could only figure out how to get the link in my siggy we would be good.
Oh well
Love ya Otts
Princess Thea

I've finally caught time to read this.

I've caught up and I must say I love this story more and more every day. Can't wait until you update again, even though I may not be able to read it right away. Love you!!! <3

The effects of the firewhiskey wearing off Ottery stumbled around in the pit trying not to be sick. "Somebody stop the world I wanna get off." He thought to himself as thoughts of his nice warm, soft comfortable bed back at Hogwarts filled his mind. He would be and nice and comfortable, and maybe his stomach would stop sloshing around like a full winesack, which consequently was exactly what it was at that moment. He could already hear Teddy smacking him upside the head for being stupid and drinking in the first place and then he'd smack him again for not bringing him any. As much as Ottery would have liked to have burnt the little plush toy (at least that's what he told himself) he could never bring himself to do it, because it had been a present from his Grandmother. Poor woman, Teddy really had her fooled, he always behaved himself around the grownups it was Ottery who always took the fall when the little brown bear was up to mischief. Somehow or other the rope, the dynamite, the ax, or whatever implement of destruction or mayhem the little bear had gotten around to using would always end up in Ottery's hands, and that innocent little face he made and how he would stand with his hands behind his back always managed to fool the grownups into thinking Ottery had done it. Where his aunt was concerned it really didn't matter. The boy had been born bad anyways, what else was to be expected of him?

Horrid thoughts to fill his aching mind. He lit his wand, and closed his eyes as the sudden brightness blazed a circle of illumination around him. It was eerie, not being able to see what was outside of the circle of light, but being able to hear everything. If something came at him or charged him he would only see it too late, when it was upon him. (T: Yeah, think more horrid thoughts, why don't you? O: Oh, shut up I'm angry. Rotten luck.).

Well at least it was not a pit of vipers. The floor was solid beneath his feet, the light powdery sand scratching between his shoes and the stone beneath. He looked around and the room seemed empty. He untied the rope and began to explore. This was obviously not a treasury. Ottery heard the sound of quick shuffling and he turned to see what it was. He shone the light of his wand in the direction of the noise.

"What the?!"

~

"I can't see him, do you?" Ruben asked.

Wolfram turned to see who was speaking, beside a tent one of the workers seemed to be talking to his camel. The odd thing was he was holding something up to the camel's eyes. The moon shedding her cover of clouds shone down, and the reflection gave the object away. It was an omnioccular. Wolfram noticed a wisp of blonde hair, and he knew that they were Ottery's friends. The camel had to be David. He smiled a cruel grin. He could deliver the boy into his father's hands, and then maybe the Baron would let him go home for a bit. One favor exchanged for another.

"Looking for something?" Wolfram asked.

Ruben turned around suddenly at the sound of the boy's voice. He had not expected anyone to come at him from behind. He looked surprised for but a second and made to get his wand but the young Baron was pointing his at the camel.

"I wouldn't, if I were..." but Wolfram did not get to finish his thought, at David the camel spit on him. "Holy cow."

"I think you mean dromedary," Ruben said as he started laughing at the boy. David for his part took the wand in his mouth and spat it on the ground away from him, then transformed back into a boy, and punched the young baron who had been so busy trying to wipe the thick, gooey camel spit from his face.

"Serves him right." He exclaimed and Ruben just threw his hands back in surrender, he wasn't about to get between the two in a fight, not with David's newfound temper. David knelt next to the boy and pulled him up by his robes, "Where's Ottery, you git?"

"You filthy disgusting..."

"Spitting isn't the worst I can do." David threatened. "Lion, wolf, bear, I can even do magical creatures. Wanna see how sharp a hyppogriff's beak really is?"

"Whoa there," Ruben said suddenly turning serious and putting a hand on his friends shoulder but otherwise not making a move to stop him.

~

Next: *stolen from LissyLove* Things get angsty... (T: She's were you get all your brilliant ideas isn't she? O: Shut up! )

~

No replies...sorry, have to read for school, it's late, and life sucks. Why? Glad you asked. http://www.projectferret.org/index.p...=0&#entry15060 So that's my mission, and I can't change it, and I can't trade it, and it's set, and nothing on God's green earth can save me now. *Ottery can feel victory slipping through his hands* but alas, as any great Greek Tragedy...I go on to meet death valiantly. *singing* "Don't you know you fool...you never can win...change your mentality...live up to reality...but each time I do just the thought of you makes me stop just before I begin...because I've got you...under my skin..." *singing to Rupert* Everyone go vote for Lissy, she's there too, and jump in and try out kids...hey they let me in didn't they? Most of you kids probably got a better chance than me Percy...Percy...OMG! *dies*
~


*Ottery & Lissy dancing*
You and I in a little toy shop
buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message, "Something's out there"
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by.

99 red balloons floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
Where 99 red balloons go by.

99 Decision Street, 99 ministers meet
To worry, worry, super-scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The president is on the line
As 99 red balloons go by.

99 Knights of the air
ride super-high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a Silverhero
Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
As 99 red balloons go by.

99 dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
It's all over and I'm standin' pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenier
Just to prove the world was here...
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go.

Ottery X infinity first cus I love him and second because you are just too sweet! I saw what you said in my fic and... You are just too good to me. Honestly, you are my inspiration.

"Steal" anything you like, it's technically not stealing anyway, when you share a brain

*hugs and loves* Don't you ever worry about replies, dear. Get that evil reading done, it's more important. And as for Ferret, you so can do Percy. I know it! You can breath life into the boy! He may not be Ron, but he can be fun too Besides, this is only round one! There's more to come! Ottery for the win!!

*dances with Otts*
I love that song... but I never knew the words

Look who is in the smilies now >>

And I so agree!

Loves you much,
Lissy

You covered up a cliffhanger, very clever! Great Post.

About the Ferret Task 1- You can do it, your great at writing, it cant be that bad.
Anyway, no rush on updating, we'll be here when you come back

Oh, I'm sorrry Ott's. I loved the post really I did. Anyways, I just found out about that site, it looks like funn but I dont think I'm ready for it yet. But anyways love, the post was funn... ohhh, cliffie... how dare you. That's my move... copier. lol... loves Ottery. Mucho amor, besos y abrazos... muah!!!

~Lottie

Lissy, you always know what to say, always anywhere all the time. forever and ever and ever. I love you. Thank you, for making me feel better today in chat, I was having a crummy morning, and i'm having a crummy life and hopefully...
Thank you. You make me feel better, always, you're too sweet.
~
Ali, yeah, well it isn't going to be that exciting when you find out but I thought, why give it away so soon right? I might change my mind, about the cliffie, but I haven't... so yeah, please don't be disappointed. I should be working on my ferret task but...no...I'm doing a little bit of research instead...Ignatius and his birthday is in August...Percy from Percival, I'm going to use that angle, but I hate manticores and *tackle glomps Lissy* she looked them up for me, she's so sweet, and I didn't even ask.
~

Okay, here goes peeps...I hope I can write...we'll see.

~

"Serves him right." He exclaimed and Ruben just threw his hands back in surrender, he was not about to get in-between the two in a fight, not with his friend's newfound temper. David knelt next to the boy and pulled him up by his robes, "Where's Ottery, you git?"

"You filthy disgusting..."

"Spitting isn't the worst I can do." David threatened. "Lion, wolf, bear, I can even do magical creatures. Wanna see how sharp a hyppogriff's beak really is?"

"Whoa there," Ruben said suddenly turning serious and putting a hand on his friends shoulder but otherwise not making a move to stop him.

~

"You wouldn't..." Wolfram fell back onto the sands as he felt a snake slithering on his stomach, a cobra readying itself to spit it's dangerous venom. "All right, all right. Get it off me. Please," the boy exclaimed. David slythered off and turned back into his human form.

"I thought you could do more than spit?" Ruben asked, as David helped the other boy off the ground.

He turned to look at him. "I thought a venemous cobra was pretty menacing."

"It, it-it was," the young baron stuttered nervously, letting go of David's hand quickly, and nervously.

"Well, go on. Lead the way, sire," Ruben said, covering his face and pushing the boy ahead of him. They began walking towards the center pyramid where Ottery was inside.

~

I'm not feeling it...sorry. Back in a million years...that Percy story's just begging for attention...I know it's going to suck... *sighs*

Don't get excited, I haven't posted, but I am really moving along! I'll probably be posting by the end of the week. Thanks a lot, Otts!

peppy

for my dearest!

You're welcome, always.

You take your time and write when you feel the story here. No rush! And Percival Ignatius with a manticore... In Ottery's hands? I think we could be in for a wild ride! Honestly, I know you will come up with something really good. I was just so straightforward and locked in to the scenario in mine. Not very exciting. But you are so sweet for liking it though.

I love you too and I'm here for you on both the crummy and the good days - no matter what!

Loves much,
Lissy

Hiya Ottery!

I'm so sorry you got percy! That entirely sucks! But you are such a brillant writer you can make even percy sound interesting!
Keep up the great work okay?
Loves
Princess Thea

*runs in*

*supertackleninjaglomps* with extra smoochies on the side!

Hiya Ottery!

Who is this evil twin? And why is he trying to hurt you?

*says to evil twin* You better back off! Or you will have Princess Thea Elizabeth Marie Andrina Piper Noelle Gate the Third and her four thugs after you! Yeah soo leave ottery Alone!!

hehe Love ya Otts!!

Princess Thea

Evil twin, huh? I'll beat them with a stick and sic the minions on them! Muhahahaha!

Anyway great update lovely. Post more soon for me! <3

Oh Ottery, please do cheer up. Dont make me do anything drastic... please post soon. *puppy eyes* Peas... I'd really love it if you did! *huggles*

"You two again?" Ottery exclaimed as his wandlight fell on the two young thieves he had met earlier. Tomb raiders they clearly were, but that was just a polite way of saying they stole for a living. Just the same he could hardly judge, but then again he was doing for a good cause. He just didn't know what that cause was, yet.

"Its a small world but really, twice in one day?" Ottery was thinking to himself. Didn't he have enough of brats with his sister? The older red haired boy made to go for his wand.

"I wouldn't if I were you. I mean, I've already got mine out. You're not Wyatt Earp." Ottery said sagely, a self satisfied smile on his face.

"What are you doing here?" The little girl asked angrily, before Mouse could say anything.

"Grave robbing same as you two." Ottery said, smiling meanly.

"We're not thieves!" The red haired boy named Mouse exclaimed, a little annoyed at the moniker Ottery seemed obstinate on placing on them.

"Yeah, well I'm sure in your reality pigs fly too. But out here in the real world..." The young girl walked up to Ottery and kicked him on the shin before he could finish his statement.

"Ouch! What is your problem, midget?" Ottery exclaimed, hopping around on one leg.

"Meddling, prats like you," she exclaimed her hands on her hips, a pout on her face.

"Meddling? You little troublemaker." Ottery made to grab her, and she screamed and ran to hide behind the redhaired boy. "Let me at her, the little imp."

"Look, what are you after? We can all help each other out and the sooner we can get out of here, the better it is for all of us. I doubt very much you're friends of the Baron." Mouse said sagely, holding Ottery back.

"He's not such a bad guy once you get to know him." Ottery replied, looking at the boy, smiling guiltily. The Baron had been kind with his firewhiskey, it was hard not to like someone who was so easy with their drink.

"Another fan." A voice remarked bitterly. Ottery turned to look. It was the younger Wolfram, and his two best friends.

"Hey!" Ottery exclaimed, happy to see David and Ruben.

"Can we skip the happy family reunions?" Wolfram remarked on seeing David about to run to Ottery, the dark skinned boy blushed, and Ottery glared at Wolfram. He wasn't particularly fond of the little aristocrat.

"Why don't I shove a boot--" Ruben cleared his throat, and with his eyes motioned to the kids. Mouse had his hands over the little girls ears and Pixie was smiling mischievously. Something about the look she was giving him told Ottery she already knew what he had meant to say.

"We're here for a reason, Wolfram." Ruben reminded his hostage. "Who're you're friends?" The blonde haired boy then asked Ottery.

"Friends, nothing. More like minor nuisances. Emphasis on the minor." Ottery said crossing his arms.

"Hey, I'm fourteen. How old are you?" Mouse exclaimed.

"Older." Ottery remarked playing coy, and sticking his tongue out when he thought no one was looking but Mouse.

"By what? Two minutes?" A soft voice called out from the red haired boy's foot.

"Who said that?" Ottery asked.

"Down here genius." A surly squirrel replied.

"Okay, this is just getting weird. Talking squirrels? What next, Moroccan moles?" Wolfram asked, and Ottery was about to reply when Ruben pushed past them all to walk into the shadows.

"How'd you all get in here?" Ottery asked David.

"Wolfram knew a back way in. He doesn't get along very well with his father, so he wasn't all too keen on telling the old man about the back door. He doesn't like you, either, and he thought...maybe...the Baron would just...throw you down here or something. He didn't expect you two would get along so well." David said bashfully.

"Hey, where's the brat?" Ottery asked, meaning Wolfram, but in response he got a kick in the shins. "Ouch. I meant the other one." He exclaimed growling at Pixie who had run to hide behind Mouse again.

"What've you got there?" Michaelangelo asked Ruben, who was staring at the wall hidden in shadows.

"Put some light over here." Ruben asked.

"I'm going to get that prat before he..." Ottery said, about to run out the door. Not that he knew where it was in the mostly darkened chamber. But details could wait.

"Ottery. C'mon. He's probably off getting the thugs. We don't have much time!" Ruben exclaimed, ever the voice of reason.

"LUMOS!" Ottery howled angrily pointing his wand at Ruben. A giant bright flash blinded Mouse and Pixie who were in the way of the beam, they covered their eyes and complained loudly. David gasped. Michaelangelo smiled and Ruben looked in awe at the giant mural.

"Is that? Is that an otter?" Ottery asked, about a hieroglyph on the wall.

"Looks like a ferret to me." Pixie exclaimed, and Ottery stuck his tongue out at her.

"Nope, that's a gopher." Mouse exclaimed sure of his answer.

"You're all wrong, it's clearly a squirrel," Michaelangelo corrected.

"A moroccan mole?" David asked not so sure.

But Ruben was not looking at the hieroglyph as much as he was looking at the figure of the sun around which were four jade scarabs of varying colors. A red one, a yellow one, a green one, and a blue one.

"Why isn't this stuff ever easy?" Ottery complained.

"It's the red one Ottery," David replied soflty, taking the boys hand in his.

"Oh." Ottery answered, a little surprised. Dumbledore had mentioned that then, likely he had been thinking about something else when Old Wulfric had said that. He blushed to think what it was his mind had been on at the time. It hadn't been chocolate.

*

It was Vanilla, so you all get your minds right out of the gutter right now! *Teddy snickering*
*
Peppy, you're evil. I always look forward to your posts *pouts* but I'm glad to hear you're doing so well with your story. Tell me here when...
*
Lissy...*asks to wait*
*
Princess T, I'm loving your story...and I already finished my Percy story and posted it tonight...FYI...uhm, last I voted and checked Lissy was in the lead. My money's on Lissy to win.
*
Si...I always post for you.
*
Lottie You're so sweet. Post here when you have an update, okay, just like Peppy. I'm off to read your fic, I haven't had a chance to post but I think I'm all caught up. You need to stop posting everyday gimme a breather... and life sucks. I hate it.
*
LissyLove *runs crying and glomps forever* I missed chatting with you the other day because of some meanies...and I haven't seen you all weekend cuz I've been on and off because of that Percy story and *sniffles* and *sniffles* and I've missed you and there's lots of meanies on SS and I don't wanna play anymore. *crying*
*
To everyone: You all, always make me feel better though, thank you. That's why I'm always hiding out in the fic section. Y'all are the bestests EVER! *glomps you all*

So yeah, I'm a bad person. I haven't been here in AGES! I'm sooo sorry, babe. I meant to check up on you and this AMAZING story, but I've been a bit busy. I want you to know that I love this story, and I love you and I hope you're well and feeling better, sweetie. I miss you so much. I'm sorry I haven't been around. I'm so so sorry.

I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! I LOVE OTTERY! OTTERY IS MY HERO! OTTERY ES MI NUTRIA SOLA! TE ADORO Y TE AMO MI OTTERY! LO SIENTO! Y WEALSEY IS MY KING, BUT OTTERY ST. CATCHPOLE IS MY SSHBP! (AND MY EVERYTHING ELSE PRINCE) *GLOMPS OTTERY A MILLION TIMES, SMOTHERING HIM WITH KISSES* (IN A TOTALLY H/HR WAY, GUYS! ) TE ADORO Y PAMS! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! YOU'RE THE BEST! YOU'RE MY HERO!

I'll be back soon, hopefully. Ladies...Angels...Ronboy...take care of my Ottery for me while I'm gone. LISSY AND SI AND PT I LOVE YOU!!!

*tackle glomps Ottery FOREVER and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever*

Te adoro, babe. You know that. Take care!

Shannon

P.S. AND EVER AND EVER!