Title:  The Encounter

Author:  Amazon X

E-mail:  yankeestarbuck@yahoo.com

Website:  http://yankeestarbuck.tripod.com

Feedback:  that would be nice, you flame me, you die

Category:  Gen/Het

Rating:  About as G as you can get

Summary:  What happens when Langly meets the Princess of the Amazons?

Archive:  Let me know where my babies live, keep my 'nym.    

Disclaimer:  Not mine, but I want them SO MUCH!

Notes:  This was a Topica mailing list unofficial challenge.  I’m not sure if I formatted it right when I posted it because I didn’t get any feedback, but I like it, Wonder Woman having been my hero since I was about 3.  This is the first time I wrote in Langly’s voice, so I’m not sure I correctly captured his singular personality.  But…give it a shot anyway.

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I was sitting there, just minding my own business, not really thinking about what was happening around me because...nothing was.  Byers reading the paper, Frohike fine tuning the satellite receiver and Jimmy was watching....*sigh* football on the fuzzy broadcast signal.  Yves was nowhere to be found, thank God.  I swear, I may be a 32-year-old virgin, but I HAVE feelings, you know.  And she smells so good!  If she comes over again, I don't think I can excuse myself to the bathroom again.

RRRRRIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNGGGGGGG!!!!!!!

I hate the doorbell, too.  I pick my glasses up after they flew off my face when I jumped, again, but before I can put them back on, I smell Yves' perfume.  Bad eyes gave me a great sense of smell.  I turn to the video screen and see her standing there at the door, with another brunette with her, MUCH taller.  Is she wearing a blue cape?  I sit my glasses back on my nose.  No, it can't be.  Byers is letting them in.

I walk over from the bench where my laptop sat, the ear piece flying back to where it was plugged in, and she's just too beautiful to believe.  Blue eyes that were depthless, tiara of blinding gold with a red star and a ruby...the ruby....the jewel...

Is she speaking to me?  Breath...breathing...not good....looking for my inhaler...Frohike....is it getting dark in here?

"The lights, guys, the lights!" I shout.

"He's awake," I hear Byers say.  He walks over, I think.  Dark face, sorta.  No damn glasses.  They're placed on my face.  Byers and Jimmy standing to my left, Frohike sitting on my right...*sniff*...no Yves, of course.

"What the hell happened to me?" I ask.

"This is what you get for sitting at your laptop all day without eating," Frohike says, like my mother.

"That's it?  I passed out from not eating?"

"And you hit your head!"  Jimmy announces. "Three really cool stitches.  You should see 'em."

"Yeah, great.  How'd I get here?"

The three look at each other puzzled.  They're still quiet.  This isn't good.

"Hello?  Are you deaf?  How...Did...I...Get...Here?" I say, sitting up a bit.

"You really don't remember?" Byers asks, looking guilty.

I push my head back into the pillow.  OUCH!  Bad move.  *Note to self: the back of my head hurts.*  I look over at Frohike, who looks down, then looks back at me.

"The Princess brought you here. She flew you here, carried you just like a baby.  We met her here, then she was gone.  Yves brought her by because I was writing an article about the light refraction phenomenon of their island.  The island is there, but you really can't tell.  I saw it on the flight back from Hawaii we were on last week, from the volcano expedition.  I wanted to investigate further, but the Princess said the location must remain a secret.  And she was gone."

"Dude, I thought she had that plane thing," Jimmy questioned.

"No, one of her Gods, Hermes, gave her the power of flight," Byers answered.

"SHUT UP!" I screamed.  Not good.  *Note to self: loud brings pain.*  I sat up, dizzy again, and looked at my three best buds in the world.  They were serious.  I just got hospitalized by Wonder Woman.