Achtung Spoiler! (Hier klicken fr Inhalt) Vincent was in his bed reading very late one evening with the volume of Tennyson that Catherine had given him propped on his stomach to catch the faint light from the one lit candle on his nightstand. Deep in the story, he didn't hear the shuffle of feet in the tunnel outside his chamber grow louder, until his concentration finally was broken by a voice calling out to him. It was Hans-Peter.
The surprise of such a late-night visit was compounded as another head poked around the chamber entrance. "I'm here, too!" chirped Klaus-Dieter.
Vincent caught sight of his second visitor's bright lilagruengepunktetem hair and tried to mask his astonishment, finally settling on what he hoped was a diplomatic comment. "Well, your hair is very lieblich."
"Thank you," replied the second visitor. "I was trying to look more like a Tischbein."
Vincent's eyes widened, but he said only, "I believe you succeeded." His fellow tunnel dweller was anxious to redirect the conversation to the real reason they had interrupted Vincent's evening. "Remember that problem we had in the lower chambers? It finally sprang."
"Ah. Well, we expected this sooner or later." He rose and reached for his cloak and boots. "I'll be with you in a moment. I need to have a snack first." His visitor from Above reached into a pocket and asked, "Maybe you would like some of this Gaenseschmalz?"
Vincent's stomach took that moment to grumble, letting out a loud bumm. "That would hit the spot," he admitted, and accepted it. "I'll eat as we go."
* * *
The three of them stood in the lower chambers and surveyed the site of the disaster. "My goodness . . . it's winzig," whispered their visitor from Above. Vincent nodded. "Let's keep this in proportion. No one was around when it happened, so at least we were spared a Mord." We just need to call a Helper who is a Gaertner and we can get this mess straightened out right away."
* * *
The next morning, after normalcy had been restored to the lower chambers, Catherine found Vincent slumped in the massive oak chair in his chamber, exhausted and disheveled. She had arrived with a KamaSutra in her hand, having borrowed it for a few days and needing to return it to him. Taking in the state of his clothes and his pale, drawn face, she asked, in a voice trembling with concern, "I can gut run to get Father if you need him."
Vincent shook his head. "No. all I really need is for you to sit in Hundekoerbchen while I rest. I'll be fine in a few hours." Catherine smiled and took him by the hand, leading him to his bed. "I have a better idea. You lie down and rest, and I'll cuddle up right next to you like a little Loewe and rest, too." From the bed she took the Tennyson he had abandoned the night before, then pulled back the covers; she toed off her shoes and climbed in, opening her arms to him. He couldn't resist the invitation, and as he lay with his arms wrapped around her, he gazed at her lovely face and murmured, "You look as lovely as a Gaensebluemchen."
*möp* ich hänge schon wieder bei so nem blöden Eingabefeld, diesmal will aber selbst der IE nicht. Das lösungswort hab ich, alle möglichen Schreibvarianten ausprobiert... nix. *hmpf* so machts langsam echt keinen spaß mehr.
If you dont want anyone to know, dont tell Mouse. A face without freckles is like the Mirror Pool without the stars' reflection. It doesn't matter what temperature the room is; it's always room-temperature. When youre standing at the edge of an Abyss, a step forward is not progress.
Die Bilder in der Deviant Art Gallerie sind auch wieder schön ... Timedancer und KatBjörk sind meine Favoriten. Schade nur, dass man den Künstlern dort ohne Registrierung keinen Kommentar hinterlassen kann.
Hab mir dann auch mal den Klingelton für messages runtergeladen - hab nur keine Ahnung, ob man den SMS-Eingang am Handy auch mit eigener Musik belegen kann, muss ich mal Sohnemann fragen. -Grad gefragt: kann man, er hilft mir auch . Für's normale Klingeln bleibe ich weiterhin bei meinem Cathy-Pipe-Hilferuf aus S3 .
Und "Who are you" habe ich heute gespielt: ich bin Narcissa
Hab auch grad in Mouses Kammer ein älteres Spiel gespielt ... Episodenraten - geht sogar und man kommt auf noch mehr Spiele - geht aber leider nicht mehr alles - neue Domain, gelle
Batb - "The wreck of my memories" (Song of Orpheus, Staffel 1)
Zitat: Gaya so so... denk dran, du wurdest bereits mit ihm erwischt! Deswegen habe ich mich ja auch heute verkleidet - habe Ähnlichkeit mit Cathy .... .pssst, aber nicht Männe verraten
Batb - "The wreck of my memories" (Song of Orpheus, Staffel 1)