The Barrow-Downs' Third Birthday Party and Downie Awards

[Nuinatariel]

Lëowen blinked. A moment ago, the table in front of her had been occupied by a few elves and a chicken. Everything had been quiet and normal. Now, there was no table, and there was a gaping hole in the ceiling, which was wreathed in smoke.


"I must have been caught in an inter-dimensional worm hole," Lëowen told no one in particular. The she noticed that rain was pouring through the hole in the ceiling. Moving to avoid the unpleasent wetness, she walked back to the bar.


"Soda please," she told the bartender. "If I can't get drunk, I'll just be really, really hyper instead!" she said cheerfully, dumping half a bowl of sugar into her drink. Still smiling, she emptied her glass and headed back towards the dance floor.


(happy 100th post to me!)

[ May 03, 2003: Message edited by: Nuinatariel ]