I am prefacing this with an apology to all World of Warcraft players. I haven’t been in the world in a long time and am just using a bit of fanfic and a whole lotta giggles to write this. To those who possible know where this comes from, Forgive Me?
And now… A Gnomey Christmas
As a baby Arcane Mage, Jelly knew she really should not have been playing with snow. How was she supposed to know that it would land in the house? In the growly bear’s room. Which was off limits and thus being off limits, it was Draw and Odd’s job to clean up the mess. She cooked, retrieved tea took care of the garden (icky dirt) but did not clean. The kitchens yes, the rest of the garrison, no.
Pulling at the weeds in the herb garden, she was grounded from playing with magic at the moment. As there was no one around to get her from where ever she teleported. That really was an odd thing to keep happening…
“hmmmph” yanking at a rather tough weed, wait. That wasn’t a weed, Jelly sat back on her heels and growled. And promptly landed on her ass, well might as well lay all the way down.
It was the shiny boots next to her head that got her attention. The shiny boots and shiny wings, which meant maybe the growly bear had not been in the house? Obviously to the tavern, not the house?
“Yes the house.” Oops did she say that out loud?
“Yes. Finish the garden. Then help them out.”
Well at least it wasn’t an anaconda, or a fox. Well, it could have been a bunch of bananas, ooo maybe Odd would let her work on conjuring up bananas? Or maybe Draw would for her? Bananas had to be good for something.
Standing up, Jelly looked up. Damn paladin was too tall. Why was she a gnome again?
“Snow goes outside. Wait until someone can help. Please?”
It was the tired sound that got her, “Okay.” Bananas were definitely needed.
Crawling across Draw and Odd that night Jelly snuggled down against the far side of the bed. “Thanks guys.”
“Your gonna get killed for the bananas you know.”
“Yup and you’ll be right there with me.”
“A dwarf, a gnome and a paladin walk into a kitchen.” Jelly stopped tilting her head, “I can’t go anywhere with that.”
Waiving her hand, the teas landing where they were supposed to for once. On the bar, not in laps. Though that last time wasn’t an accident. One really should not question her cooking methods, or have such poor language in the house. So sad that person would not be back.
“That really would have been in poor taste”
Jelly just smiled, silly bear of course it was in poor taste. Serving up the chicken, veggies and icky potatoes she listened as they discussed guild matters, raids, quests and other what not that really did not make any sense. Maybe a trip to the library again, or wait. She could go play cards tonight. hmmmmm
“I’ll be gone for a bit.”
Jelly looked at the house. It had been hard sneaking out on Christmas night. The bed creaked, the floors were cold and the dang door squeaked again. She’d have to fix that later. But for now….
“and where is our little gnomey-gnome?”
Odd and Draw looked at each other and ran out the front door into white powdery stuff.
“She did it.”
“It’s your turn to go get her”
“Yep she did. Care to explain the snow and the bananas?”
Looking up at the paladin, the dwarf and gnome looked back down at each other.
Jelly sat quietly at Razorscale’s Aerie. It was a safe spot as long as she stayed still. Such a pretty dragon flying overhead, shouldn’t take the silly paladin more than two hours to clear out the area so she could go home. The trouble caused when messing with things one should not do. Good thing the realm had a reset button. Yep, a very Merry Christmas to all.
Now about that last spell…