The Shed 9

GRRRRR, you have to go to youtube to see that one too! Hope people do go to see them.

Hello everyone.
I've been busy, but I have a bit of vacation time now, so I'm able to visit for a while.
I also changed my avatar as you can see.
Since there seems to be a trend on ATS to use scary or hideous pictures as an avatar I decided to follow that theme.

I also had time today to write.
I have the entire story in my mind like a movie.
I can see ahead many chapters.
But actually sitting down and writing out what I've already imagined is a bit of a challenge.
Anyway this chapter and the next (whenever I get around to writing it) is a continuation of the scene I wrote about in
Chapter 4

You can find that here way back in Shed 7:
Chapter 4 page 103 Shed 7

And now for

Chapter 5

It had been a long time since The Dark Lands had seen such a celebration.
But the grand and elegant ball that Princess Aria was presenting was lifting the spirits of a war torn land and giving new life to it’s inhabitants.

Errollorre stood in the ballroom watching couples waltz by to the sounds of beautiful music coming from the orchestra.
He was beginning to think that in his haste to find an escort to the ball, that perhaps trying to disguise a six foot seven inch tall hairy bridge troll, in a large white gown with white gloves, and face veil, was perhaps not one of the best ideas.
The long blond wig Troll wore wasn’t exactly convincing either.

Errollorre watched the couples dance by for a few more moments and then he turned to look back at Troll.
Troll stood by the wall holding a large punch bowl like a teacup.
He tried to act dignified as he delicately dunked a large round loaf of freshly baked bread into it.

“This was a bad idea Troll.” said Errollorre.”We should leave.”
Just then the music stopped and all eyes turned towards the long marble stairway on the far end of the ballroom.

At the top of the stairway, in an elegant long silken evening gown, stood Princess Aria.
Every male in the ballroom stared appreciatively at the beautiful princess.
Then to her right entered the incredibly handsome, tall and muscular, long blonde mained, and dashingly dressed, Prince Seapaul.
Errollorre could hear many sighs escaping from the lips of the females in the room.

Aria took hold of Prince Seapaul’s arm and they descended the marble stairway and walked onto the dancefloor.
The orchestra again began to play a waltz and Prince Seapaul bowed to the princess.
Then he placed one hand on her waist and she placed her hand on his raised hand, and they began to dance.

The crowd stood in transfixed admiration as they watched the princess and the prince glide along the ballroom floor.
It was like a scene from a magical story book.
After several minutes the music ended and the prince again bowed.
Then Princess Aria curtseyed.
The room erupted into thunderous applause.
“Please everyone.” said Princess Aria. “Join us in this dance.”
The music started again and Aria and Prince Seapaul began to dance again as the dance floor filled with couples joining them in a waltz.

“Troll!” said Errollorre. “Do you know how to dance?”
Troll still holding the punchbowl raised one leg and put it down with a loud thud.
Then he raised the other leg and again set it down with a thud that shook the floor.
A couple standing nearby was sent sprawling to the floor by the vibrations.

“Put down the punchbowl and come here.” said Errollorre. “I need to get out on the dancefloor near Aria. Here take my hand.”
Troll’s large hairy hand completely engulfed Errollorre’s hand and covered it like a large melon.
“This won’t work. Just hold your hand up and I’ll place mine on yours.” said Errollorre.
Troll lifted his open paw and Errollorre placed his hand on it.
Errollore’s hand looked like the hand of a newborn touching the hand of a gorilla.

Errollorre put a hand on Troll’s side and realized he was now staring straight into the large troll’s chest.
“This won’t do.” said Errollorre. “But I have an idea. Troll squat down as low as you can.”
Troll squatted low with his knees in front of him.
“Troll get his dress dirty if Troll dance like this.” said Troll.
“I’ll fix it.” said Errollorre.

Errollorre bunched up the end of Troll’s gown and placed the rolled up material on Troll’s knees.
“This will make excellent padding.” said Errollorre.
Errollorre then knelt on top of Troll’s knees.
“I’m not too heavy? Am I Troll?” asked Errollorre.
“Stupid man not heavy.” said Troll. “But Troll think you too close.”
“It’s only for this dance Troll.” said Errollorre. “I’ve got to get next to Aria.
This works out well. You only slightly taller than me in this position. Now lift your left leg to the music, then your right and dance and turn us on to the dance floor towards Aria.
Ok let’s go. It’s one, two three, one, two, three.”

Troll side hopped and twirled onto the dance floor with Errollore riding on Troll’s knees in a kneeling position.
Every few moments Troll would bump into a dancing couple sending them flying off the dance floor into chairs, tables or walls.
As Troll got the rhythm and hang of it he would occasionally do a quick “duck walk” to get nearer to Aria and Prince Seapaul.
Errollorre tried to ignore the sounds of moaning from the crushed dancers around them as they would cry about the pain in their legs.
“Hee Hee” laughed Troll.

“We’re almost beside Aria.” said Errollorre. “Be careful now. We don’t want to run into her. And try not to smack into any other dancers. Aria would not be pleased to see her citizens being injured.”

Aria was having a wonderful time. She looked up at the chiseled features of Prince Seapaul and tried to remember why that hadn’t married years earlier.
She began to let her mind imagine what life would be like as his bride when she was distracted by a heavy vibration under feet and the sound of moaning.
She looked over Prince Seapaul’s shoulder and saw Errollorre!

He was dancing with the widest woman she had ever seen, and also perhaps the hairiest.
Troll did a little spin and sent a couple crashing to the floor. The veil lifted slightly and Aria could see what she already knew. The huge hairy blonde woman with Errollorre was Troll.

Prince Seapaul turned around to see what the commotion was about and noticed Errollorre.
“Errollorre?” ask Prince Seapaul. “Is that you? Who is your lovely escort?”
“Oh this is Trollella.” said Errollorre. “Say my good man, do you mind if I cut in?”

Before Prince Seapaul could answer Errollorre jumped off Troll’s knees and took Aria’s hand. They began to dance.
Prince Seapaul looked at Troll and asked, “Would you care to dance?”
Troll stood up and towered over Prince Seapaul.
“Ok” said Troll. “But Troll need to stand to get blood back in feet.”
Troll picked Prince Seapaul up under the prince's arms and began to spin and hop.
The prince hung under the grip of Troll like a rag doll.

a reply to: Martin75
Hi Martin!
This will be the first time I attempt to grow anything, soooo... *shifty eyes*.... we'll see how long they'll survive! lol!


a reply to: Night Star
Good morning, Night!
I have every confidence that my herbs will survive the cold weather, if they make it that far, simply because my Winter is more like Spring! Yesterday was 26 degrees Celsius! In "Winter"!

But, since these are the first things I have grown in my life.... Okay.. I don't have -every- confidence, haha. But hopefully I can get them to grow for at least one delicious harvesting.

I wish I could grow them outside... I barely have an outside. Haha. A little bit of grass with enough room for a clothesline. One day I will have my own home!!


a reply to: everyone


Good morning and smiling coffees to all.

a reply to: Errollorre
Hi there! I thought you'd gotten lost. How have you been?

a reply to: Skid Mark

I'm well. (except for a migraine i seem to be having at the moment. I'm going to lie down for a while.)
Anyway i hope your doing well.
I've read about some of your recent adventures.
I hope things continue to improve for you.

a reply to: Errollorre

Great story and welcome back from your vacation!

a reply to: Errollorre
I hope they do, too. Thanks.

Lying down in the dark helps a lot. Maybe put a cool washcloth over your head, too.

a reply to: Quantum12

Thank you.

a reply to: Skid Mark

It reminds me of the end of the video of Faith No More's Epic where the piano explodes and the fish is flopping around in a tiny puddle of water from the shattered fish bowl.

Thanks, Skid, I needed that image in my head for when I wonder what I will dream about tonight...

Fishy

originally posted by: Quantum12
a reply to: Martin75

Just filming some crazy erosion spots. Easy day!

I am looking very forward to see your new Documentaries.

Right up my alley.

a reply to: crappiekat

The filming will be complete in 4 months, we are filming in Hawaii next month.

I thought this was funny. It sounds like the cat is saying, "Oh, no no no no no no no".

a reply to: Night Star
Night – You are just full of beauty today! I love the way you are doing your post, they just pop with color! And these videos are amazing!!! Can you imagine laying back at an iMax and watching them? Ah, I could get lost in the thought. Don’t work too hard, let the pixies do it

I just had to catch my breath. I watched the videos that Night posted, then replied to Night in my word document, then went to open my ATS tab and move on to my next response…no ATS. It won’t move, it won’t open. What? Is this possible? Is it wrong that I currently have the beginnings of an anxiety attack because I can’t get home!?! To The Shed!?! OMG, this better not last long!!!!!! Whew, it’s back. OK, I will continue, LOL.

a reply to: Errollorre
Scary avatar indeed you silly silly man. OK, you got me with that one. I was reading in mobile mode so no pic. I thought Tom with a scary avatar, hmmmmm, this will be different! LOL, and what a surprise when I log in on my pc! You silly handsome man! I have not read your story yet. I will wrap back for that gem. How is Gail? I hope you are both doing well, is the humidity killing you too? Oh, migraines….can you handle the scent of menthol? If so rub a little on the back of your neck and your temples. Vicks vapor rub, icy hot….doesn’t matter it all works. My ex-step son used to get horrible migraines and one of his coaches taught me that. It really works too!!~!

a reply to: kaelci
I have complete faith in you! You will have to take pictures and keep us updated. How is the separation going? Are you holding up OK? I’m not sure how well I would do. [[[HUGS]]]]

a reply to: Quantum12
Yes, you have to save my black sand beaches!!!! Will Taylor be going home when you go? At least she could grab more stuff…..

Now that my blood pressure is back to normal, LOL; I am sitting back trying to find something, ANYTHING other than the convention to watch….

ETA: Skid! I loved the video!!! I used to have a Siamese that would do that when he got mad. He actually chased people from the house. Luckily he didn't look that scary doing it. lol

a reply to: Martin75

(( Hugs received and returned! ))


I don't think I'm doing quite well, to be honest; but will get used to it!
I feel a bit at a loss, and it's affecting me here as well, which is sad, this is my happy place! lol.
And I can't seem to write anything, though I try.
I assumed that this would give me quiet time I so desperately needed in order to finish my work.
It's not going as planned.
But I'll give it a bit of time to get used to things.



(And yes, I near had a panic attack at ATS disappearing for a few minutes there also! Haha!)

Well, I made it back into ATS - we sure seem to be getting a lot of downtime recently; must be those pesky pixies playing around with the server's power supply.

Don't mind me, I'll be watching my cat stuff herself into a box too small for her.

a reply to: Martin75

Taylor is not going back, she had her things shipped here. She is now a resident lol. I really don't mind her here. Somehow my house is always clean. I told her to stop cleaning everyday. Lol. She even washed my cloths last week.

a reply to: kaelci

I could not get on for 20 min! I was like freaked.

a reply to: Quantum12

Clone her and ship her to me! I could use a cleaner!!

OH MY GOD, Tom came home! Kudos to Syx and his dragon search party for finding Sir Errollorre of the Shedlands!

Tom, I can't tell you how much I missed your story! Bahahaha! Still doing a fine job with Troll I see! So great to see you again! Hugs! Gail has been in and out herself which always makes us smile.

Kaelci, will you be growing your herbs from seeds or buying already established plants? Much easier to buy as plants as it is difficult to grow herbs from seeds. We'll want to see pics! And don't worry, your writing muse will come back and you will be inspired once again.

Hello Skid! I've seen other vids of cats saying oh no no no no no. LOL
Hello Quantum!

Hi Fishy! LOL, I hope you don't have bad fishy dreams. Skid, how could you? LOL

Hi Kitty Kat!

Marty, I enjoy the colors in my reply too. LOL Just too lazy at the moment to do it right now.

Hi Foss! Cats love boxes, they don't care about the size of the box! LOL Yeah the site has been wonky for some time now. Sucks!

originally posted by: kaelci
a reply to: Quantum12

Clone her and ship her to me! I could use a cleaner!!

I need a cleaner too! Clone another one Q!