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[girlyswot]

Charlie proclaimed himself completely stuffed after demolishing most of dogstar101's delicious dinner.

'Time to go, then.' Girlyswot raised a finger to attract the attention of Winewaiter!Albus. 'Have you got the portkeys ready?'

'They have all been slipped into pockets as you directed earlier.'

'Excellent. Can you activate mine and Charlie's first and then everyone else in ten minutes? We just need a few minutes to...' Albus's eyebrows rose suggestively '...get everything ready. Honestly, what is it with everyone assuming that all Charlie and I do is make out?'

'If the uncomfortable Regency corset fits...'

'It doesn't,' she told him firmly, rearranging her bosom just to make Gay!Albus feel uncomfortable in return.

He averted his gaze. 'Very well. We will join you in a few minutes.'

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Girlyswot landed smoothly, safe in the circle of Charlie's strong, canon arms. She allowed herself a moment just to revel in his comforting presence.



'Here we are, then. Beaufort Castle, home of Clan Fraser. Did you get everything sorted out?'

'Think so. The pipe band are over there, and the Highland dancers are waiting inside to give us a display of sword dancing. There's a range of single malts for TDU to sample and plenty of black pudding ready to fry up for breakfast. I've checked all the charms - all the men will find themselves wearing clan tartan kilts, and the women will have plaids to put over their shoulder. Oh, and everyone will find that any injuries sustained so far will be healed, leaving only the scars.'

Girlyswot looked down. Charlie was indeed wearing a bright red and yellow checked kilt with matching socks that showed off his spectacular calves. She had a matching plaid over her Regency dress. She couldn't wait to start reeling.

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[megan29.livejournal.com]

As Richard darted frantically about, wondering about how to fulfill his strange mission from Gabby, he was relieved to see Megan and Will emerging from the forest, looking anything but cozy. Maybe his charming ways won't be needed, after all.

"Bossy, HA!" Megan huffed. "Look who's talking. You always have to be in charge! Well, I'm not Moonette, and I don't behave all womanish and submissive just to please you. It's not like she's not plotting how to have her way behind your back, anyway! But if it's the stroking of your male ego you're after, laddie, you just hurry right back to her!"

Megan stomped angrily away, but turned back for a parting shot:

"Look for Napier: you'll find her at his side!"

It served her right to mess about with sigh-worthy heroes. That sigh-worthiness always went straight to their heads. Rolf, at least, had no big-headed ideas about his appearance, and knew how to take orders (here, she was conveniently overlooking Rolf's constant grumbling).

The sound of children's piercing voices brought her up short. A young girl in male garb was flapping her hands ineffectively, trying to calm them down.

"Now, children, children! Please be quiet. Let's all sing. 'Doe - a deer, a female deer/ Ray - a drop of golden sun/ Meee..."

Oh, hell, no! The girl was screeching like a banshee. No wonder the kids were trying to out-screech her!

"Enough!" Megan screeched herself. "Dolly Madison, Jimmy Dean!" she called on the children-with-a-middle-name,assuming they'd be in charge. "Take your brother and sisters to your parents."

"But..." the young girl protested.

"As for you, Miss..."

"Elizabeth."

"Right. Judging from your attire, I assume you're supposed to be in the stables. Why don't you go muck some horse manure? I'm sure you're very competent at that."

Elizabeth looked outraged (since even a horribly improvised regency Heroine like her had to have some spirit), but she was too much of an Unfinished Character Sketch to be able to stand up to Megan. She turned her nose in the air, but hurried meekly to the stables.

"There, that's that! I really should check on StMags and Duncan. I haven't heard from them in a while."

To her delight, as soon as Megan entered the castle, a beautiful sight greeted her. StMags had Jemima settled on her right hip, and little Debbie was peeking from her behind. Dolly Madison was going straight to her left hip. Next to her, Duncan was holding Drake and Jimmy Dean by the shoulders. They seemed to be waiting their turn to go into StMags' arms.

"You were right, StMags," Megan said cheerfully. "There really did need to be more Hineses in the world. I'm glad to see you got what you wanted."

Happy with the day's work, Megan suddenly wondered what Rolf was up to. Had he been fisticuffing all this time? Come to think of it, a fisticuff in kilts would be an interesting sight!

She went looking for Rolf.

[moonette1.livejournal.com]

LOL! You and Will have had your first spat.

*blows Megan a kiss*

I hope to add some more tonight, but I can't guarantee. This has been FUN! Too bad I have to be a mom and a wife, or I would have spent all day playing.

[stmargarets.livejournal.com]

LOL - Elizabeth *is* half-baked, but those poor kids have nothing but trademarks for names.