The Good, the Bad and the Ugly

 It  was  morning  already.

   Their  plan  of  getting  themselves  untied  had  come  away  unsuccessful,  but  Belle  wasn’t  about  to  just  give  up.

   Half  way  through  last  night  she  whispered  to  Cani  about  her  plan  to  pretend  to  still  be  unconscious  and  then,  when  they  weren’t  looking,  she  would  make  a  break  for  it  with  Cani  and  they  would  find  the  others  and  get  the  hell  away  from  here.

   Cani  even  told  her  she  wanted  to  go  to  the  city  after all,  she  was  just  unhappy  about  never  getting  her  own  opinion  in.  She  apologised  but  Belle  didn’t  give  it  much  thought.

   ‘Your  my  best-friend,’  she  had  told  Cani,  even  though  she  was  feeling  a  pang  of  anger  that  Cani  could  never  seem  to  grow  up  and  view  things  in  a  more  adult  sort  of  way.  She  couldn’t  really  say  more  after  that,  because  the  guard  had  woken  up  and  Belle  had  to  play  dead.

   Now  it  was  morning  and  the  tribe  leader  had  woken  up  early  and  was  shouting  for  the  others  to  gather.  Silently  she  trotted  over  to  Belle  and  kicked  her  hard  with  the  steal  end  of  her  combat  boot.

   ‘Still  out,  cold,’  she  muttered  to  a  guy  with  messy  blonde  hair  and  glasses  who  was  stand  beside  her.  ‘How  hard  did  you  knock  her?’

   The  guy  shrugged.  ‘Actually,  not  that  hard—must  have  forgotten  the  power  of  my  own  strength,  eh?’

   She  rolled  her  moss  green  eyes  and  ran  a  hand  through  her  black  hair  as  she  turned  to  Cani. 

   Belle  was  watching  intently  on  what  was  going  on  but  she  soon  needed  to  close  her  eyes  fully  and  play  dead  because  the  guy  with  glasses  was  leaning  over  her. 

   ‘She’s  quite  pretty,’  she  heard  him  say  to  someone,  and  then  she  heard  him  call  out,  loudly,  ‘hey  Izaa,  do  you  think  we  could  keep  this  one?  She  had  a  whole  heap  of  weapons  on  her—think  she’s  a  hunter,  might  come  in  handy.’

   Belle  listened,  while  trying  not  to  gag.  She  heard  the  clan  leader  mutter,  ‘keep  you  cool,  Zach,  you  don't  want  to  get  too  carried  away  with  them.’

   Belle  silently  chewed  the  instead  of  her  cheek  and  listened  as  the  leader,  probably  the  one  named  Izaa,  barked  off  at  Cani.  And  then  she  felt  the  ground  move  away  from  under  her—and  Belle  was  flying.

‘Don't  tell  me.’

   Destiny  and  Asbel  were  exchanging  long  looks.  They  had  done  the  same  thing  for  about  an  hour  already  and  Matt  already  knew  what  that  meant.

   ‘We’re  lost,  aren’t  we?’

   He  was  picking  up  a  cold  from  sleeping  in  an  open  field  with  no  shelter  last  night  when  they  failed  to  pick  up  any  tracks.  Well,  they  did—they  found  a  pair  of  footprints  (because  Belle  was  too  careful  not  to  leave  any  behind)  and  then  they  disappeared  and  they  were  lost. 

They  tried  to  continue  going  forwards  but  that  didn’t  end  up  working  and  Matt  was  becoming  hungry,  angrily  and  definitely  paranoid.

   ‘We  should  stop  and  eat  the  deer,’  Destiny  said,  admiring  her  chipped  fingernails.  She  sighed  and  dropped  her  hand  as  she  looked  at  the  two  of  them  in  turn.  Matt  noticed  that  she  looked  at  Asbel  adoringly  and  then  at  Matt  like  a  little  kid  even  though  he  was  only  three  years  younger  than  him  and  older  than  her  own  sister.

   ‘Why?’  Matt  complained.  ‘We’ll  waste  time.’

   He  tried  to  walk  off  but  Asbel  stopped  him.  ‘Look,  dude,  Dest  is  right,  the  deer  will  end  up  going  off—Belle  brought  her  hunting  gear  with  her  when  she  left,  if  their  together  they’ll  have  perfect  chance  of  getting  food.’

   ‘Yeah,’  Matt  grumbled,  half  to  himself,  half  to  Asbel.  ‘If  their  together.’

   He  noticed  how  Destiny  and  Asbel  exchanged  another  long  look  and  then  Destiny  sighed.  ‘Look,  I’m  leader  and  I  guess. . .’  she  looked  at  the  two  of  them  once  more,  Matt  had  a  feeling  of  de-ja-vu.  ‘I  guess  we  could  continue  looking  and  then  stop  to  sleep  for  the  night  and  eat  the  stupid  deer.’

   Matt  smiled.

   In  awkward  silence  they  continued  to  walk  for  about  two  minutes  before  they  stopped  to  argue  once  more.

   ‘I  think  we  should  head  back,’  Asbel  said,  rubbing  his  forehead.

   ‘What?’  Matt  gasped.

   Asbel  put  his  hands  up  defensively.  ‘I  mean,  I  think  we  should  head  back  and  start  all  over  again.’

   ‘But—’

   Destiny  cut  in  by  saying,  half  crying,  ‘Which  ever  way  is  back.’

   Asbel  moved  quickly  to  put  an  arm  around  his  girlfriend’s  shoulder  and  made  a  ‘cooing’  sound.  Matt  rolled  his  eyes  and  tried  to  ignore  them  as  he  glanced  around  his  surroundings.

   They  were  in  a  field,  still.  To  the  right  of  them  were  trees,  they  had  went  down  there  once  but  they  decided—well  Asbel  and  Destiny  decided  as  a  couple—that  it  was  too  dangerous  and  headed  back  up.

   Now  Matt  was  staring  intently  at  it  and  nudged  Destiny  with  his  elbow.  ‘We  could  always  try  the  woods  again,’  he  said.  

   Destiny  sniffed  and  glanced  up.  Matt  quickly  tried  to  rephrase  this.  ‘We  could  head  back  to  were  the  footprints  ended  and  try  to  the  woods  there,  you  know  there’s  every  chance  that  Cani  stopped  to  cry  there  and  then  an  animal  went  and  took  her  off  or  something.’

   Destiny  burst  into  loud  tears.

Episode 3 - Trouble in the Air

‘Where are they?’ Destiny snapped. She was pacing, she was showing signs of nervousness. She was breaking her cool and her control over her clan. Oh, well, what was left of it.


‘It’s not like Belle to get lost,’ Asbel said, she was leaning against the tree, continuously flipping a rock while Matt sat cross-legged on the ground, picking at the grass and wild flowers.

‘Maybe Cani’s throwing a tantrum and Belle’s trying to calm her?’ he said absent-mindedly as he picked up a blade of grass, examined it, and put it back down again.

‘Cani,’ Destiny muttered, angrily. ‘It’s only like her to go an drag someone else into her own stupid mess,’ she tried to kicked at a stone which Matt was reaching for and ended up hitting his hand instead. He pulled it away with an ‘ouch’ and shot her a bad look.

Destiny couldn’t care less.

Her Tribe was breaking up.

‘Whoa, Dest, calm down,’ Asbel said, coming towards her and wrapping an arm around her shoulders.

Destiny smiled, already knowing he was near her was making her feel better by the minute. She and Asbel had been together for as long as she could remember. Well it was long before 2012 for sure.

She knew that they were going to last, and she was so glad that she and her family—meaning Cani and Asbel—had survived the whole ordeal. They were survivors and still together.

And then there’s Matt and Belle, Destiny thought, glancing down at the sweet but definitely random guy with messy brown hair and a skinny but muscular frame. He was a city boy, Destiny remembered him coming around her house all the time when he and Cani used to date. Even after they had broken up he still hung around. He was sweet like that and couldn’t even hurt a fly.

Destiny even remembered his parents. His father was an alcoholic. One night he had come to their house and started swearing and yelling at Matt to come out even though he wasn’t there. Matt never knew his mother, she ran away when he was young. That was all the knew about the guy basically.

And then there was Belle.

Belle was almost dead when they found her, she never talked about her parents but Destiny knew that she lived on a farm with her grandfather who died before 2012 even happened. She was definitely the icon of a survivor.

And she’s probably in trouble, Destiny thought as she shimmed out of under Asbel’s arm. ‘Look,’ she said. ‘Maybe we should go look for them, it can’t be hard—tracking I mean.’

At that Matt lifted his head and stood up quickly. ‘I can go—Belle taught me a few tricks, I could find them no problem!’

Destiny considered this but quickly shook her head. ‘No, if we should go we all should go,’ she played distractedly with her hair. She really needed a trim. Quickly she shook her head. No, she couldn’t let herself get distracted from the matter at hand. ‘Look, it’ll be dark soon we should leave now if we should leave at all.’

Asbel nodded and picked up the deer which he had caught and placed in a potato shack which he found a while ago, floating down the river bank.

‘I hope their okay,’ he said, taking Destiny by the hand as they walked down the way which Belle had left.





Night fall came quickly.

One minute Cani was sitting there, watching as the others ate their meat and spared no food for her and then the next a big buddy guy was picking her up by the hood of her black cardigan and tightly tied her to a tree, in front of a large hut and tied still unconscious Belle to another tree directly opposite her.

As she watched the others all disappear off she was silently hoping that the guy would leave to so she could work on some sort of escape (or at least wait until Belle woke up to do the whole thing for her). But instead the buff guy placed himself at the door of the hut and sat there, a large stick in hand.

She watched as the guy said goodnight to the angry girl who kept hitting Cani and giving her evil threats and saw her disappear into the hut he was guarding.

She’s probably their tribe leader, she thought, curiously. I wonder what her name is. This was obviously a large and successful tribe and Cani was secretly hoping that they would allow her to join their tribe.

As soon as she realised the thought she quickly shook her head and tried to think of something else. No matter how many people this tribe has and how good their resources were she would never abandon her own.

Would she?

Cani yawned sleepily and tried to go to sleep even though her butt was getting numb and she couldn’t feel her hands. She needed sleep so she would be strong enough for whatever they were going to do to her tomorrow.

What were they going to do to her?

She tried to put that out of her mind too and concentrated on sleeping, but her eyes wouldn’t shut so she instead stared off into the distance when she saw a movement from the corner of her eye.

Suddenly alert Cani rose her bright yellow head and glanced around. Please don't be someone coming to kill me, she thought, anxiously. But then she saw the movement again and clam fell over her. It was Belle. She was shaking her left foot and moving her arms as she tried to wake up.

‘Belle,’ Cani hissed, trying as hard as she could not to wake anyone up. She glanced at the guard but he seemed to have already fallen asleep himself. Perfect. Cani called out again, ‘Belle.’

Slowly Belle opened one eye and then the other and glanced around. Her pale blue eyes were wide and her long wavy hair was stuck to her pale face. She looked awful, but Belle still managed to keep her calm even when she was facing danger in the eyes.

Cani grinned and rolled her eyes at her friend. ‘Belle!’ she hissed.

This time she saw Cani and pulled one corner of her mouth up in a half-smile. Cani was about to say something else—like she was sorry—when Belle raised a hand and placed it on her forehead.

And that’s when Cani noticed. Belle’s hands weren’t bound.

Well actually they were, they were tied together by a thick rope which Cani was amazed this tribe even had. But to the point they weren’t bound behind the tree she was resting up against—like Cani’s—they were simply in her lap. She guessed that they didn’t expect her to wake up anytime soon.

‘Belle, do you think you can untie yourself?’

Belle opened her mouth and then shot a nervous look at the guard who was still half-asleep against the hut he was suppose to be “guarding”. His foot moved but nothing else. Phew.

After making sure he really was asleep (by throwing a rock at him) Belle nodded and whispered back, ‘I think I might,’ to Cani.

Cani grinned. If she had to be stuck and captured by anyone she would definitely choose Belle—she had the brains and the ability to outwit and rescue anyone if she put it to work.

She watched patiently as Belle grabbed a nearby rock and, carefully, started going at the rope around her hands. But 20 minutes later no process seemed to be happening and Belle ended up throwing the rock to the ground in frustration.

Cani half-expected Belle to lash out at her. Exclaim that it was all her fault for getting them into this mess in the first place, but instead, like a loyal friend and great hunter, Belle glanced up at Cani and said, ‘I think I have an idea.’

RV: Runaway Vacation – no I wouldn’t

I can’t wait!




The holidays are nearly here and my ‘rentals are letting me and my little sis go with them to a road trip to Cannes!

We’re going to be taking our never-used-and-neglected motor home up there and I’ve already started packing. Even though I know it’s only the start of spring and still freezing I’ve packed about a thousand swimsuits just for the occasion!


But don't worry guys. I’m bringing my trusty laptop, which I have called Bob, along with me so I can keep in contact with my friends and keep writing the Fable chronicles.

Oh, and about the title, I couldn’t come up with anything better, and in no way did I watch that movie... okay, so maybe I did, but it’s not like I liked it or anything!!

xx~reita~xx

Oh, by the way. It’s Vipro Romance’s birthday in a couple of days (just to embarrass her) she’s turning 16 so give her a big embarrassing ‘happy birthday’

Happy Birthday VR (just noticed that if you swap her initials around it makes and RV)

xx~reita~xx

Episode Two - The Forbidden Fruit

Belle was getting worried.


About twenty minutes ago Destiny had furiously sent her out to go and find Cani.

Of course she managed to track down exactly where Cani had gone but she must have been walking fast (actually, her footprints revealed her to be running for the last twenty minutes) and even through she was following straight she still hadn’t managed to run into the girl.

Belle sighed. Cani’s footprints had ended (like she knew Belle would come looking) but she could see a crushed piece of grass about half a metre away and then another metre away the foot prints started again.

She was obviously not meant to be found.

But Belle continued her search anyway. She didn’t call out her name, she didn’t make a noise. She knew her best-friend and she knew she would go running straight away once she knew she was found or being found.

Cani was like that.

Continuing to follow Cani’s prints Belle was soon led down-hill where she came to a large open pond that simply took her breath away. She was walking, head down, her quiver of arrows and bow still on her back just in case she ran into any trouble, when she heard a sound and lifted her head to see the large, open area.

It was simply mind blowing that Belle couldn’t help herself. She walked towards the water and crouched down to run her fingers through it. It was warm, and, surprisingly, clear.

After 2012 most of the water had gone black or a murky green algae sort of colour. The water looked so pure that Belle scooped up some to taste. Ahh, it was delicious.

But definitely someone else’s, she thought, getting up quickly to scan the area. Belle was a smart girl—she knew that she shouldn’t be trespassing on someone else’s turf—but she had a missing girl to find.

Right, Cani comes first, she searched the ground and saw some over turned rocks. Good. She could see a strand of bright, yellow hair that was bobbing in the water. It was obviously Cani’s no one else (except for Destiny, of course) had bright yellow hair like that. She must have gone in, Belle thought, frowning.

‘Cani?’ now that she was on other’s territory she thought she should break the rules she made up for herself. If anyone had caught the girl here—especially swimming in their pond—then she was done for.

‘Cani!’ she called again. Anxiety building up in her. She was just about to call out again when she felt a hand go over her mouth. Quickly Belle tried to kick the attacker but she came against nothing but plain air so instead she reached for her knife—knowing that her arrows where in the attacker’s line of view—but before she could pull it out of her back pocket she felt something hard hit onto the side of her head, and everything went black.





Cani was a mess.

After walking for ages she had found a pond, a beautiful pond with clear wonderful tasting water. She couldn’t help wadding in but as soon as Cani had dived underwater and resurfaced she caught sight of three people, a girl and two guys, came straight towards her with spears and swords.

She tried to get away but she couldn’t swim. She ended up tripping on the rocks and doing a face-plant straight into the water.

By the time she had re-surfaced they had go to her and bound her up with tight, itchy rope and carried her like a baby to their campsite.

‘Who are you?’ she said, as soon as they put—no threw—her to the ground. She bit her bottom lip, already scared from all the crying she did, and tried to say something else. ‘I’m sorry for going onto your territory but I was just looking for a new Tri—’

The girl who helped capture her made a loud shush had put a finger to her lips before adding, darkly, ‘if you value your life.’

Cani gulped and turned her head away so she could examine the area. She was in a jungle, she noticed. They had placed her by a large bonfire and all around the fire where home-made huts. This was definitely one of the better Tribes. They clearly had a lot of people had much more resources than a black creek and a couple of deer.

‘What are they going to do to me?’ she whispered to a friendly looking guy with a black stripe drawing down his nose bridge and two bracket looking like things on either check, both facing towards his main features. He had wheat blonde hair and glasses, but when Cani whispered, ‘please’ he turned to her and made a growling sound.

It sure seemed immature and pathetic but it made Cani recoil in her spot.

After sitting their for a while the girl who had threatened Cani earlier turned to her and spoke, sharp and angrily, ‘What were you doing in our pond of Forbidden Fruit?’

Cani blinked. ‘Huh?’ Pond of Forbidden Fruit? Sure the place looked like the garden of Eden but surely they were going a bit over-board. Maybe it was some sort of virus that spread after the 2012 revelation.

The girl (who had similar markings to the guy who hisses) narrowed her moss-green eyes and took a step closer. ‘Are you dumb or just stupid?’ she snapped and raised a hand, ready to strike when a shout shot through the forest and everyone turned to look at the people entering.

Cani could barely see what was going on (because the angry girl was standing in her way) but she could sure tell that it caused a havoc to shoot through the ‘crazy’ clan.

‘What’s going. . .’ but then angry girl took a step away and Cani could see Belle, unconscious and bleeding, being dragged over to Cani. But instead of bringing her her best-friend the people merely stoped Belle a few feet away and held her own Swiss army knife to her throat.

‘Belle,’ Cani gasped. It was quite obvious that Destiny had sent the world’s best tracker after her. It was past midday, they were suppose to be leaving for the city by now. But because of me they didn’t go, and because of me Belle might be. . . Cani couldn’t help herself, she let out a sob. ‘Is she dead?’

The angry girl looked down at Belle and shook her head. ‘No, not yet,’ she said. And then she turned back to Cani once more and spoke even more fiercely than she did before. ‘Was this a plan of yours? Did you and your clan decide to attack our own—to rob us of our Forbidden Fruit?’

‘Forbidden Fruit?’ Cani said, shaking her head and trying to stop herself from muttering your crazy. ‘I just stumbled across your place, I didn’t mean any harm. I was running from my own clan and my best-friend,’ she nodded to Belle. ‘Came after me, what am I suppose to do?’

Angry girl glanced down at Belle and then knelt so she could take her by the chin and turn her unconscious face towards Cani. The girl’s short and spiky black hair fell across her face as she cocked her head to Cani and sneered, she used her fingers to force Belle’s mouth open and her lips to move as she said, ‘oh I know a way you can fix this.’

Episode 1 - A Family Affair

Cani, as usual, was first awake.

She sat up and stretched as she glanced down at her happy little family. They were sleeping soundly in the little makeshift shelter that they constructed in the midst of the night to keep them safe from any prying predators.

As she glanced away from them and out and into the surrounding area Cani couldn’t help but feel empty and. . . sad.

It was Destiny’s idea. Destiny was her old sister and the clan leader. After spending two years in the country life, surviving on wild-berries and hunted meat Destiny had decided that it was time to return to the city and take there chances there.

Although Cani was a city girl—she was born and raised there—she had doubts about the whole ‘idea’. Why? Because

1) there wouldn’t be any animals to hunt there

2) most of the buildings would already be taken and they’d have to live on the streets.

3) what if the place was in ruins and when they got back their own territory is already taken

And 4) they’d have to adapt all over again, when they were already used to there wild life.

Cani was too busy concentrating on these facts to notice her best-friend, Belle, come out from the shelter to sit next to her. Silently Belle rested her head against Cani’s shoulder.

‘Are you nervous too?’ Cani asked.

Belle shrugged. ‘I’ve never seen the City, so I guess then, I am.’

Oh, right, Cani thought. She almost had forgotten how they found Belle, on the verge of starvation and dehydration when they escaped to here during the revolution. Belle was a country girl, she was born here and learnt how to survive in the wild—long before they even met her. Belle knew things. She was an excellent tracker and an even better friend. She was also extremely loyal.

After sitting there like that for a while Belle finally removed her head and stood, glancing down at Cani and silently pulled her wavy brown hair into a tight pony-tail on top of her head.

‘Time to go hunt?’ Cani asked quietly.

‘Mmm,’ Belle nodded. She glanced back at the shelter where Asbel was just waking up.

Usually Belle, Matt and Asbel would go and hunt in the early mornings and spend most of the day out. Sometimes Destiny and Cani would come with them and leave one of them at the shelter to rest and protect it from any enemies.

Now they couldn’t spend all day foraging and hunting, the three of them would leave to find something while Destiny slept and Cani gathered everything. They would then come back early and they would leave for the City, just like that.

‘Bye,’ Cani called to Belle once she had finally woken Matt up and they headed off into the woods together.

Belle waved back at her but she quickly disappeared. Bow in hand, quiver of arrows on back with a Swiss army knife in case anything went wrong, hair tied back and pale skin gleaming underneath her brown tank top and board shorts. Belle was definitely a fighter girl.

‘Have they left already?’

Cani glanced behind here where Destiny was just waking up. Her long blonde hair was a messy with dried leaves and twigs in it—but as usual her older sister was beautiful than ever even if she was wearing an old blue dress with a large black belt and thongs. She made the dress look like the next thing in Marie Claire Magazine. Too bad that didn’t exist anymore. It was Cani’s favourite.

‘Yeah,’ she said, answering Destiny’s question. She ran a hand through her own chin length blonde hair and felt, suddenly, bare and in need on something long to drape over her shoulders.

Destiny rubbed her eyes and yawned. Once she’d finished fussing with her hair she glanced over and noticed the stern look on Cani’s face.

‘What’s wrong?’ she asked.

‘You know what.’

Although Destiny nodded Cani felt to need to fill her in.

‘Why do we have to go there,’ she pointed in the direction of the hills which the City was over. ‘We’ve made a good life for ourselves here, why do you have to go and stuff everything about like you always do.’

Destiny raised her eyebrows. ‘Did you seriously just say that to me?’ and then she shook her head and sighed. ‘You knew this had to come someday, Can, and since I’m tribe leader what I say goes.’

Cani narrowed her eyes. ‘Yeah, without any thought about the others and their opinions.’

‘I did ask the others,’ Destiny frowned. ‘I asked Belle and she said she’d love to know what the City looks like, Matt said he can’t wait for it and Asbel—’

‘Would agree to anything you say,’ Cani cut in. ‘And Belle personally told me that she was afraid of the City and Matt said he was just getting used to life like it is now.’

Uh-oh. Cani could feel her voice cracking. She knew she was going to cry and she was desperately trying not to. She knew that everyone always viewed her as a ‘princess’ and that she cried all the time over nothing.

She glanced away and forced the tears to leave.

She was totally not expecting Destiny to crawl over and put an arm around her tiny frame.

‘Oh Cani,’ she breathed. ‘I’m sorry, but you’re kind of outnumbered.’

Cani shrugged her sister’s arms up and quickly stood. Frustrated tears were falling down her cheeks now. She angrily brushed them away before turning back to Destiny.

‘You can’t tell me what to do,’ she snapped. ‘You can’t!’

And then, feeling just like a over-emotional Princess, Cani ran off into the distance.





Matt was trying to stay as quiet as possible.

Belle had allowed him to come and watch him hunt today instead of just standing by a river bank and throwing a spear at any fish that came by.

He knew it was because there actually wasn’t any river or creek anywhere near for him to show off his great fishing skills. But Matt would rather think of it as Belle finally taking a liking towards him.

She now stood about two metres away from him, she was hiding behind a tree, her bow and arrow raised in concentration at a boar which was feasting on a dead raven.

He couldn’t help but grin. As soon as he first set eyes on Belle he felt something for her. Sure she was unconscious and almost dying but the way she kept control, the way her wavy brown hair fell over her bare shoulders and her blue eyes looked like they were laughing. He knew he had fallen—hard.

It had been almost two years since he first say her. He’d kept quiet all that time. Because Belle was exactly like a deer. It was the way you had to spend ages coaxing the deer over, and then, if there were any sudden movements, the deer would go running off and you’d have to start all over.

He didn’t want that same scenario to happen between him and Belle.

No. He was going to get it right this time.

She had finally moved one hand back and was ready to strike out. Matt leaned in closely. He wanted to capture everyone moment of his first time watching the girl hunt.

She’s just so—Matt was quickly snapped out of his dream-like staze when he looked down at something tickling his arm and noticed a large spider. It had to be about the size of a tennis ball, two of it’s hairy legs where raised up at him.

Matt, startled, gave out a shout and ran straight towards Belle who was staring after the boar who had made a sudden run for it.

‘Matt!’ Belle shouted, smacking him on the head with her bow.

Matt lifted his arm and started waving it at her. ‘Spider!’ he shouted and rubbed his arm on a near-by tree. He was giving out frightened little gasp until Belle took his arm and examined it.

The spider was almost off. It had created a single webbed thread and was hanging down. It was about the size of a small marble.

Belle glared at him and squished the little bug with her fingers before hitting him on the head with the bow again. ‘You made me loose my hunt because of a spider?’ she snapped, raising an eyebrow.

‘I—I hate spiders!’

Great, he thought, staring at Belle’s angrily and disgusted look. You’ve made her angry and appeared to be a wuse, she’ll never fall for you now.

He told himself to shut up and quickly followed after her and up the slope into a large open prairie field. In the distance he could see a couple of wild rabbits scurrying into their burrows.

‘Think you could catch one?’ he asked, hopefully.

Belle snorted and shook her head. ‘Naw, they’re too fast, although if you manage to get one for me I might forget everything.’

Matt grinned and started to head for one when he realised it was a joke and fell short, blushing.

‘Come on,’ Belle said, still shaking her head. She pointed to the west. ‘That’s the way we came, there are footprints still on the ground,’ they began walking that way. ‘You’d better wish that Asbel caught something.’

‘Yeah,’ Matt mumbled, trying to keep up with her quick pace. Belle had the most magnificent pair of long legs he had ever seen—he’d be kind of intimidated if she was taller than him, but fortunately he was a few centimetres taller.

‘What do you think?’ Belle asked suddenly. ‘About the City idea, I mean.’

‘Um,’ Matt glanced at her, trying to work out if she cared or not. He couldn’t really make out what she was feeling so he just said, ‘It’ll be a good change but I don't think I’d really suite it.’

Belle glanced at him. ‘I thought you were a city boy?’

Matt rubbed his neck ‘Yes, but I love the country even more, it’s so great here filled with endless opportunity. . .’

She’s smiling, Matt said and was suddenly filled with glee. He knew it was because she thought he was stupid or show off. But he’d rather think that it was because she was finally taking a liking towards him.

The Fable Chronicles Updating. . .

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Finally!!

Oh, and by the way, if you are looking for me to make you any blog banners you can send your request to:

reitavermago@yahoo.com.au

thanks guys!

~reita~