A DaVinci Co-Ed

Part 26

With and Lee surreptitiously walked down the steps into the gloomy, forbidding and dismal place.

“Did you hear that description?” wondered Lee, “gloomy and dismal is how Arthur first describes the dungeon they first appear in.”

“You used first twice there, nearly like the Author using the word bright twice as he did in the second sentence of the first book.”

“And as if you put toast in a toaster. You put bread in a toaster.”

“Not necessarily, the Author’s son puts his toast back in the toaster to help his butter melt.”

“Margarine.”

“Margarine.”

They got to the bottom step and the cellar did not look as dark and dire as they had first imagined.

“Dark and dire,” commented Lee.

With looked at Lee and asked him, “Why does the Author always pair us two up?”

“Well Sid and Alf pair well as the ubiquitous dwarf and elf, Arthur and Biggs his man at arms, Trelainne and Arianne are women, there isn’t much left. It’s either me or Fawh.”

“Well I suppose we do sort of come from the same area, me from the monastery and you from Undercastleton.”

“But you weren’t born at the monastery were you? I mean monks don’t get married so you must have come from somewhere else.”

“Oh yes, I suppose so. I wonder what my back story is?” He fell silent for a moment to see if the Author would elucidate. “I was born in a tavern in Elkhag…”

“Now that’s strange,” commented Lee, “for Gilkhag by Elkhag is not near Elkhag at all but by Undercastleton where I live. So where is Elkhag then, I’ve never actually been there?”

“Er, I think it’s in the next county.”

“Which one? You know that Porkshiremen don’t get on with Lankysharians.”

“But you’re not really a Porkshireman, you’re Chinese.”

“That makes me think you’re a Lankysharian. I thought you had a funny accent,” accused Lee.

“You’ve got a funny accent, it’s half Mandarin and half Porky,” With accused back.

“I’ll thump you in a minute you Lanky.”

“I’m not a Lanky, I’m a Heroican.”

“Oh,” said Lee, quite ashamed, “I don’t know what came over me, I don’t usually feel this angry.”

With looked through the small glass window into the lockable soundproofed cell to the left, “I bet it’s the influence of the Witch King, he seems to be praying against us.”