#18 Foster Never Listens x-posted @ JS

[Trethowan]

It was a lazy rainy day at Micah's apartment and Micah was enjoying his new miniature skateboard. (from Target!)


Ryan took a little nap and Vargas snuggled for heat.



"Hey Jillian, check this out."



Jillian said, "Micah, be careful. We can't exactly take you to the hospital if you fall and break something."



"I'm being--- AH!" Micah fell on his butt with a thump. "Careful. Ow."



"And now I think I'm going to die of giant shoe stench. Gross."

[Trethowan]

With a poof of light, Ina appeared in their living room. "Excuse me for dropping by unannounced, but I am Ina and I must speak with you."

Off to the side, Jillian mutters, "Oh that's just fine. A tiny girl on a snail. Now I've really seen everything."



"Hello, I'm Micah." He extended his hand and helped her dismount the snail. "Are you from the fairy world? Are you here to help us get Ivan back?"



Ina giggled. "Yes and no. I am a holy acolyte in service to the Oracle of Eolande. From the realm of our deposed Prince Foster, Lord of the Fee, Protector of the Glade." She curtsied. "We have much to discuss."



Micah tried his hardest not to stare at her fluffy fox tail and her silver tipped ears.



"And so you see, I can't talk him out of returning to attack you. I have tried every way I know how, but my prince's heart is warped by bitterness towards his brothers. He is blinded by hatred."



"I'm sorry I can not reverse the magics he has cast upon you, Micah." Ina explained that the Oracle might be willing to help, however.
"Thank you for coming to see us Ina." Micah chewed his lip. "I think I have an idea that just might work."

[Trethowan]

"I've got an idea. How about I snipe his little sparkly tail. I'll go get my rifle."
Micah paled. "No Jillian. Jillian, seriously... no, don't go and get--- wait! I have a plan! I have a plan!"



Zzzzzzzzzzzzz................ (the best advice Ryan will ever give.)



"I'm grateful you came to speak with us, Ina. I promise you we'll find a peaceful solution to this mess."



"You are a very sweet human." Ina giggled. "I should return home."
"Wait, do you have to go so quick?" Micah chewed his lip.
"Well... I was curious about one thing." Ina winked.





"That wasn't so hard was it," Micah said.



"Thank you Micah. I had a lovely time."



"Will I ever see you again?" Micah asked.
"Most certainly."

[Trethowan]

Micah was becoming adept at maneuvering in a world much too big for him.



"Seriously. That is so gross." Micah wrinkled his nose.



"The war council is assembled, it is!" tiny Vargas declared with a shake of his fists.

Micah laid out his master plan for the others, and asked Ryan to tell Jillian NOT to get her gun.



Just as Ina said, Foster appeared in their living room. The fairy was menacing despite his stature and Ryan hoped Micah was right.



"So you're here again." Ryan forgot his lines. "So you've come to face the master have you. With my mighty herb I will defeat you."
Vargas shook his rattle and stuck out a long forked tongue.



"Prepare to face defeat! Stand and fight me like a man!" Foster shouted.
"Like, I'm so powerful n' stuff, that I don't gotta stand up." Ryan wasn't doing a very good job of sounding menacing.



Ina begged Foster to listen to reason but...



"Silence!"

[Trethowan]

"I have had enough of your talk of peace," Foster declared. "There will be no peace!"



"As for you, prepare to be defeated!" Foster unleashed a mighty flurry of magics.



"NOW!" Ryan threw back the blanket and Micah leaped into action.



Foster's magic bounced from the mirror Micah placed on the laptop and slammed right into Foster, knocking him across the living room. And of course shrinking him. (hehe)



"Oh that hurts...." Foster moaned. "Oh no, this is impossible. Impossible!"



"GET HIM!"



"I have him I does. You take care of little lady." Vargas bared his fangs at Foster, just daring him to try and whisper a single spell.



"Are you okay Ina?" Micah lifted her gently.
"Yes I am. Thank you for the jewel. We must act quickly."

[Trethowan]

"I am sorry my Prince, but I feel that to best serve you, I must restrain you until you come to your senses." Ina began to sing and a white light emanated from the Jewel of Eolande.



"You have been blocked. You may do no harm, nor may you utter any spells," Ina whispered. Foster sagged in defeat. Even his only true friend had betrayed him. He closed his eyes before tears could fall.






Later that evening...





Foster waited until everyone was gone before he sobbed. Poor broken, miserable little prince.











OMAKE!



"Question. Do you think I might get a new dorm assignment? Please? These guys are killin' me."


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[Gift_in_Edge]

Zzzzzzzzzzzzz................ (the best advice Ryan will ever give.)

Ha ha! XD

[katnaper]

Hahaha! Awesome! Just awesome. Ryan is so great with his surfer dude persona and lets just say, Jillian is one scary gal. *hides - don't wanna get sniped*

[PlagueBearer]

AWWWW i love little chibi vargas!

[Evelien]

And your army of tinies is growing!! Haha!