Right, before you question this- it was a NaNo dare mixed with a hint of revenge. You can skip that bit as it really doesn't fit in with the rest of the story- I'll tell you before it starts.
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They woke up early the next day, off to go to Southampton. Packing up the rubbish littered around from the party the previous night, Laura looked across the fire pit towards Ester.
"So why are we going to Southampton?" The question had been bugging Laura since she discovered they were going. From what she had heard from her father, it was full of sailors and lowlife seafaring folk.
"We made a deal with a friend of a cousin of Johnny's last time we all had a big meet a couple months ago. We're gonna pick up another bunch of stragglers and their gonna come with us up to (Sea port) so they can get on their new boat.
"Why are they travelling with you- wouldn't it be quicker to travel by themselves?"
"Yes quicker, but they need to lie low- not many people will take them in as they have the appearance of," Ester stopped, looking up as if the answer was in the sky, "undesirable and rowdy seafaring folk."
"Pirates?"
"Yes, they look like pirates. They're not- if we were on the sea, we would seem a lot like them, so on land, they seem a lot like us. Easy swap, no?" the younger girl paused to consider.
"Yeah, I guess so."
((If you don't want to read this strange bit, move on now))
They continued to tidy when the sun's rays started to shine through the forest on the edge of the field. Laura paused to admire it and to think. It had been a full dawn to dawn day of her travelling with the gypsies and yet, she couldn't imagine what life would be like if she went back to London, or any life where she couldn't see this. Yes, she missed Emily, but now she had been roped into a quest to retrieve someone else's sister. She missed her mother's strict glares and lessons, but Ester had been more than filling in that area, even being more of a friend at times as well.
A loud, though slightly high pitched shout broke through her reverie- "What did you DO!" it sounded angry.
"It's a little something I like to call pay back, I would say you should try it sometime but I'm pretty sure you are incapable of such actions." A figure of a girl came into view, looking as if she was talking to a tree.
"Wait, so THIS was you master plan? This was what you had me worried about for months? I thought you were gonna do something terrifying like, I don't know speed up global warming by sabotaging fossil fuel power stations to make them less efficient." Laura was thoroughly confused- what in the name of mighty airships were fossil fuel power stations or global warming?
"No, that's something you would do. I turn people into things that are brilliantly ironic. Which is why you," she turned and pointed at the tree, "are a squirrel."
"How is making me a squirrel ironic?!" squeaked the second voice, which Laura assumed was a squirrel.
"Well, you said once that if you could be any animal, you'd be a squirrel and you told me that I had to include one in my story anyway."
"But I said that squirrel had to have laser vision..." The squirrel trailed off. The whole scene was very confusing to say the least. Suddenly, a light shot from the tree the girl was talking to towards her face, how ever she quickly drew out a mirror and the light flew back and bit the tree, leaving a wisp of smoke.
"I wasn't a Boy Scout but I learnt their lessons- be prepared."
"How the? What the? Who the? Why the? Thgdgkeodousbwo!??!!?" the squirrel sounded utterly flabbergasted.
"Yeah, that's right, you quote a show that won't be invented for a century." The girl sounded vindictive now.
"How is this even possible? I mean, the scientific implications of trans-species transformation is unbelievable! If you are able to do this, you could get round the physics of transporting- heck! You work out the physics of Scotty's mid-warp transporting thingy!"Laura was convinced she was having a dream, or a weird hallucination as this before her was not possible!
"You're a Trekkie, don't you have fancier names for it than that?"
'Trekkie? That's not even a real word!' Laura thought to herself
"We probably do but you're writing me so I don't at the moment."
The girl- brown haired and looked as if she was slightly shorter than Laura- laughed. Her laugh was more like a cackle. 'She's a witch- evil. She's making me see and hear the entire thing. It's not real!' Laura told her self to no avail.
"You still haven't told me the physics behind this." The squirrel's voice had a hint of huffiness.
"Pff, that was talent fuelled by revenge! Seriously, Thomas, keep up!" Another voice drew her away from the ever bizarre scene,
"Oi, Ruby! You gonna work or are you gonna keep looking into the forest as if you've seen a talking squirrel from the future?" Laura looked back into the forest, seeing nothing, she shouted that she was coming back, shook her self and returned to work, dismissing the scene as a figment of her over active imagination.
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The dare was this-
--- DARE FOR CLAIRE ---
I dare you to include a talking squirrel that talks about physics (and the effect of fossil fuels on the environment) who has laser vision! Failing in this brings the forfeit of a UFO attack!
So I just made the squirrel the guy who dared me because he made a character based off me the same height as him, even though I am CLEARLY taller- yeah...
I feel the need to apoligise if you read that...
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