The Needlehole Mysteries [2]

I'll re-read the last few posts and this one so I can see it in context when I have more time. I liked it on a first read-through, though!

Its taken me a while but, I really like this fanfic ! thankgod Eldo has a sense of humour ! I love the way Norc & Amarie bounce ideas between each other & how it all fits, its really very funny !

azriel wrote:thankgod Eldo has a sense of humour !

I'm just used to it by now.

 

Glad u like it Az ^^ it's a very funny story to write


so Eldo, u don't have a sense of humor? 

though it's ringdrotten i hope is gonna take this well... poor him.. does he even know what we say about him?

Norc wrote:so Eldo, u don't have a sense of humor? 

Who, me?

 teasing, since u said u were just used to it..

The "Who, me?" was supposed to be a sarcastic joke itself.

u're terrible at being sarcastic

Maybe you're just terrible at detecting sarcasm.

erm.. no.

Isnt Ringdrotten away on holiday ? You can say what you like about him then.....till he comes back ?......& finds out ?........by then its to late ! We've read it  

well. what we've said about him goes back.. i dunno.. a year

 and he was mostly gone during tht time so he has no idea. pray to jesus he never finds out.

 

...but before he could answer they started coughing like mad as their lungs got filled with thick, purple, esoteric smoke.
“C*cough*C” Nora pressed out with tears in her eyes. “Hi*cough*” Ringo couldn’t get a word out so he just showed her his badge.
“come in strangers for you have walked on fields of gold”
Coughing up his lungs, Ringo wondered if this was all worth it and if he ever found that cat he would kill it.


CC led them into the living room. Thick padded couches threatened to swallow them whole as they sat down. Everywhere  there were herbs and flowers hanging to dry. The thick purple mist made it hard to see their own feet and what that green mist hanging above them in the ceiling was… well they did not even dare think about it.

- Make yourself comfortable like spider web in moonlight. Ally will be here soon with some tea.

She moved quickly throught a doorway covered by brightly coloured curtains set with feathers and twinkly stones, then she returned with  a large hat on her head.

- Oh we have guests! How lovely!
- Yes, you let us in?

Nora kicked Ringo’s leg.

Ally laughed like she had heard the most delightful tale.
- Oh you silly people! That was CC. I am Ally, of course. I have a hat, it’s plain for all to see!

Ringo nodded slightly and braved a professional sounding of course.

Ally smiled kindly at him and put a tea bag on the table. The boys exchanged a quick look, but Nora acted like this was quite ordinary. Ringo suddenly remembered the secret female network club or whatever Eldo had mentioned at Figg’s.

The woman suddenly fluttered to Nora’s side, kneeling beside her. With a feather light touch she pushed a wayward curl away from Nora’s face. She sighed soulfully and stroked Nora’s chin.
- Ah… You look nothing like my Kate. She’s something else entirely.

Behind her back Nora’s hands was franticly signaling their secret signal for help. Ringo was not one to leave a damsel in distress in distress, and said out loud;
- Miss Ally, if you do not mind me asking, I couldn’t help noticing this lovely… perfume, do you by any chance purchase it from the same manufacturer as Mrs Figg does?

Ally laughed and swished around to the door again. Nora moved closer to Ringo.
- Oh, man named from the mythical beings they call fish, it is we who make the perfume! We cook it in the back in a large cauldron while we chant prayers to the goddess of water and ladybugs. Oh CC! Where are you? It is rude for forget about your guests. I brought the tea! And I told the foreign one about the perfume. CC! Oh, it’s just soooo typical of her…

She vanished through the door and shortly after CC emerged. Possibly. She wore no hat, but had a suspicious glare aimed at Ringo.
- She said we made it in a cauldron, didn’t she?
- Um, yes..
Ally’s eye twitched and her voice was a suddenly a low growl.
- Of course we don’t cook it in a cauldron, you unknowledgeable peasant! It’s a complicated scientific process which takes years to perfect!

The she lit up again.
- The recipes are made by me cutting letters from discarded letters from the embassy and gluing them together to make words. Petty finds them in the trash can, he’s such a dear. Well, perhaps more of a moose. She leaves them there for me. I like her writing style. Have you found my cat yet?

- We were just about to go out and look!
Ringo spoke quickly, and at the sight of his rather green face, they really should hurry.

CC smiled and opened the door for them.
- The rhythm of chickens is not a danceable tune.

The two drank down the fresh air and hurried to their cart.

I love it!  It's great to see more Ally/CC (hopefully she/they don't mind ).

Didn't i leave Eldo hungover in the chart? Oh nevermind...

I loved what u did to CC ^^ i left her for u, cus i didn't know how to write her.

Now, my turn.

Eldo in the cart ey? *cough* Should have read through it again before I wrote. Fixed. I hope.

good, i don't often point out continuity errors (there are many, from my side too) cus most of them aren't that big a deal, but this was rather obvious  glad u fixed it  


now.. what to do with the rest

I'll try to be less stressed next time. Wanted to squeeze something in before I left on vacation, got a bit rushed. Perhaps we can mend some flaws in the all-in-one thread. Then again, I think perhaps the randomness is part of the charm.

I thought it was meant be flawed.  

i can mend some of the continuity errors and grammar/spelling  but i dunno if can be bothered  it's part of the charm

and i will write this weekend

i was going to say like "how's the fanfic going" then realizing it is my turn.

I brought Norc's 'how to draw' picture (posted a while back) with me in my little sketchbook. So the kids were in the kiddy pool and I sketched a page or five, wondering why my heart wasn't quite in it. Then I realized: D'oh, of course! I don't like to draw cartoons, I like realism!

(I just want to say that Nora was looking rather cute, then the crappy eraser decided to be a smudger and it all went sour.)

Ceci n'est pas une sketchbook.