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Chapter 6 - Stolen Banana

Patrick has finally set up a place for n00bs, though its a day away from Varrock, so he and Aay hardly get to see eachother, and a new power has arisen.

Chapter 6 - Stolen Banana

Chapter 6 - Stolen Banana


Otaku!! I'm SORRY FOR LEAVING U HANGING ON RUNESCAPE!!



My computer conked out on me. (teardrop)







And as for there are no sponges in Runescape, I'm trying to apply my story as it takes place in a real place, `cause how else would they get clean?



And it seems my writers block is passing. WOOHOO!



We were almost half way towards Patrick's clan. We had left early in the morning, and I was dog gone tired from walking. I had told Assasin to meet me where we were going, and Shadow was following us grumbling.

“Patrick, how about we stop for a little while?” I suggested.

Patrick nodded and motioned to the side of the path. “Let's eat our lunch over there, then.”

I grinned. I had brought along some chocolate eggs, and it would be down right satisfying. I sat down and got them out of my pack.

“Hey Patrick, you want some?” I asked him.

Patrick shook his head. “No thank you, I'm not hungry for chocolate eggs right now.”

“Aw,” I said and dove into the eggs. I stopped when it began to dissolve in my hands. “What's happening?” I asked.

Patrick laughed. “It's too far after Easter. Once Easter has passed, they'll melt.”

“Ugh,” I said, because I now had chocolate goo all over my hands. I sighed and looked for a stream.

“There was a stream not far back from here,” Patrick said as if reading my mind.

Well, what was on my mind was sort of obvious.

I walked back down the path and found the stream. I knelt down and began washing it off, and I had a hard time getting it off. It just seemed to stick.

After the chocolate was finally off I walked back and noticed that someone had begun talking to Patrick.

It was an old man, wearing a cloak that covered his face, and he carried a huge rune battle ax in his hand.

“Aye, Patrick, are you going back to your clan?” he asked him.

“Yes, Anton, I am,” Patrick said, seeming nervous.

I walked to Patrick's side. “Hey,” I said to the old man and held out my hand.

He just snarled and stood there.

After a few awkward moments I pulled my hand back and took a glance at Patrick and gave him a questioning gaze.

“Well, Anton, we must be going,” Patrick said and picked up our stuff.

I said goodbye to Anton and followed after Patrick. “Who's he?” I asked once we were out of hearing distance.

“Anton,” Patrick began. “He's against my clan being where they are.”

“Ah,” I murmured.

I reached into my pack for my for a banana that I had brought along and found it was gone.

“Patrick, did you eat my banana?” I asked him.

“No, I didn't,” he said.

I searched more deeply into my pack. “All my food is gone,” I said a bit annoyed.

Patrick gave a grin. “It's your welcome from Tigerlilly,” he said.

“Tigerlilly?” I asked.

“Yup. She's one of the best thieving ladies around here, and everyone that is new to this part of the land, she steals something.”

I growled. “Will she give me back her food?”

“Of course. We just have to find her,” he said.

We heard a scamper in the bushes.

Patrick grabbed my hand and pulled me along. “There she is.”

We ran for about five minutes till we came to a dead stop, right in front of a dead end.

“Here you go… Aay, I presume?” a voice said.

We turned around and there stood a group of girls, and one of them walked toward us.

She held out my food and handed it to me. “Here you are,” she said.

“Aay, this is Tigerlilly, and those girls over there are her clan called Bandit Girls,” Patrick said, grinning.

“Hey Patrick, is this the Aay you've been talking about?” Tigerlilly asked. Tigerlilly had shoulder length blonde hair, blue eyes, and was wearing a blue tank top and a mithril plate skirt.

I shook her hand. “Please to meet you, Tigerlilly. Patrick was just telling me of your… thieving abilities.”

Tigerlilly grinned. “Had to find some way to live when I was a young girl.”

We headed back out and Patrick asked about Anton to Tigerlilly.

“Anton has gotten a little rowdy over here, he's been threatening to burn down your building,” Tigerlilly said.

“Burn it down?” Patrick asked.

Tigerlilly nodded. “You'll need to watch it around here Patrick, it's getting rougher.”

She looked toward the sky. “Aye, its time for me and my girls to go now, Patrick. Nice meeting you, Aay!”

“Bye!” Patrick and I said.

“She's nice,” I commented about Tigerlilly.

“Yeah, she is. She helps around a bit with the children,” Patrick said.

“Are we going to meet any other of your friends?” I asked.

“Yah, there's Twaksak, and then there's a group of friends. Crimson, Greenwolf, and Lta,” Patrick said.

“Is that all?”

“No, actually there's some more. There's Jackbmck, and he has very nice white armor. And then there's Sara, who's one of the best dancers around.”

“Cool,” I said.

“And I think we made it just in time for the championship.”

“What championship?”

“A tongue twisting championship.”

“Really?” I asked. I had not heard of that kind of championship before in Runescape.

“Yup. The last round is that you will have to say a tongue twister in a different language.”

“That's hard. I know nothing other than this language,” I said.

“And I think I might have it picked out already. This thing is going to be a blast.”

“Great!” I said.

Not only would this be great, it would be fantastic. I get to spend a long time with Patrick, but I would have probably a fun time at the tongue twisting championship, and I would get to meet all his friends!





Woo! Its done! Well, the chapter at least, but oh well.



I finally added all the people I think!! Wait, there might be one more… (looks at reviews) Ok, I still have some more. But I will introduce them, don't worry.



SUBMIT YOUR TONGUE TWISTERS!!



Have any? Hard, funny, in a foreign language…?



Thanks for all the reviews and please review again!!!

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Twaksak on May 8, 2006, 4:38:40 AM

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Twaksakok, from a beautiful South African language called Afrikaans. It goes as such "Sannie sê Sarel sal sewe sakke sout sleep, sewe sakke sout is swaar so waar."

Translated "Sannie says that Sarel will drag seven bags of salt, seven bags of salt are really heavy."

DONT DISS AFRIKAANS!!!!!!!!