Snowangel was quite excited about her new purple hair and clothes. "Acheron purple is my color!" she said. "It's the real me! Maybe I should change my name to Snowdevil!"
While going about her business of hammering a hundred million metal bars, another glimmer of Acheron purple caught her eye. "Hey," she called. "Get back here! You can't wear my clothes!"
When the offender refused to return, Snowangel dropped her hammer and ran after her. "Ha!" the offender cried. "You'll never catch me!" Snowangel growled and ran faster.
"I'm not wearing your clothes," the offender called over her shoulder. "You're wearing mine! And you have my hair, too!"
"Let's settle this like civilized purple women," Snowangel called back.
The offender stopped and turned around. "You mean...?"
"Yeah," Snowangel said. "Fight pits."
"Ooh," said the stranger. "Bring it on."
When they reached the fight pits, they discovered that Acheron purple was indeed popular. Five other purple women were already there, scratching and kicking each other for the right to wear the amazing color.
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"You can't run from me! I have 99 agility!" Sunni Ray cried.
"Fight back, woman!" yelled Lady Aridan.
"Get back here, you stole my comb!" called Zifflequint.
"Does anyone have any ice?" said Mz Torie.
"Hey," said Brittav suddenly. "I just completed a task!"
Zifflequint let go of Serame's hair. "Huh," she said. "So did I."
"Grats," said Snowangel. "Yes, grats!" "Gratzzz." "Congrats." "Gratz!"
Serame sighed and brushed herself off. "Eww," she said. "I think I'll be stiff in the morning. You guys are tough!"
"I have an idea," said Sunni. "Follow me, ladies."
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"You're no lady, Aridan." snarled Sunni.
"Who wants to wrestle?" asked Snowangel.
"Now, now," said Mz. Torie. "Let's race around in the mud."
Cooler heads finally prevailed, and after a while all became caked with mud. Being girls, not boys, this was not acceptable. "Let's go," said Brittav. "I have just the place."
"Can I bring my purple cat?" asked Zifflequint, to a chorus of nods and agreement.
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"Nice," they all agreed.
"Done, but I'm pruny," said Mz Torie.
"Who's hungry? asked Serame. "My house for cake!"
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"Idk," said Lady Aridan. "Maybe she drowned in the waterfall."
Finally, after Serame had directed her semi-incompetent butler to repair the front door latch, the happy group settled around the table for chocolate cake and beer.
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"Why didn't I get any cake?" asked Snowangel, wiping a tear from her eye.
Slapping sounds could be heard from the kitchen, and the butler, recently named Tom by the group, quickly reappeared with more cake. However, he still would not set any cake before Snowangel. "It's okay," she said, sniffling softly. "I didn't want any anyway."
Feeling sorry for her new friend, Sunni Ray made another excellent suggestion. "Why don't we go to the Falador Party Room?" she asked. "I hear they have knights that dance on the tables."
"That would be fun," said Serame, "since I couldn't get anyone else to show up. Promises, promises."
"It's funny, though," said Mz Torie. "Ozz has been texting me. He is trying to find us."
"Adam is trying to find us, too," Snowangel said.
"Quick," Serame said. "There's a teleport in the other room."
The group quickly made for the teleports, leaving the butler to clean up the mess, which he did somewhat cheerfully after asking for another exhorbitant amount of money from his employer. When they reached the Party Room, the girls settled in to watch the show.
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"We should do this again," Serame said. Everyone agreed, and since the author of this lengthy tome proceeded to fall asleep, that's the end of the story.
(Magerpainz)
