Some Hearts

So I was getting my coffee this morning, grumbling to myself because I didn't want to write my standard three pages (I skipped yesterday, too!) when I hear Kenayde's little voice in my head.

"What re you going to do about Laidley?"

I picture them all in this gorgeous grassy field. With every character I have ever created. Now do you understand why it's a field. There are sheep, and fences, and trees in the distance. It's really quite nice. So Kenayde hops down from the fence (have I mentioned they're all chibis?) in her pretty little Elizabethan gown, holding a stalk of wheat (WTH?) and asks me about Laidley, of all people.

"I'm sorry...what?"

"What are you going to do about Laidley?" she asks me again, blue eyes big as saucers. Typical Kenayde, always worried about everyone and everything. But...Laidley?

Um...how do you mean?

"Well," she swings her little wheat stalk around thoughtfully, "he needs a girl."

"What does Laidely need? Laidley is just fine the way he is and needs nothing."

Great. The mighty prince is now tuned in and has vested interest in a conversation between myself and one of his so-called-enemies. And he's speaking in third person.

Nothing. Go back to your evil plotting.

"Can't," he sulks, actually crossing his arms and pouting. "Merrik is playing with the sheep again."

O_O

Chibi!Merrik is sitting in the grass with cotton ball sheep around him and he's...smiling? Like a psycho. What is wrong with you people?

"DON'T JUDGE ME!"

OKAY! Seriously. I rue the day I ever decided to let you guys move in here. Hear that? I RUE it!

"Oh snap, she's using the big words." Jaryn ducks away before I send a mental bolt of lightening to smite him.



I'm not sure where Kenayde is going with this whole "Laidley needs a girl" thing. I know she's all about love and the sappy stuff in life...but, and correct me if I'm wrong, aren't you supposed to wish bad things for your enemy and not want to hook him up? We'll see where this goes. I'm sure this won't be the end of it.