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Subject: {ASSM} Bitsy 4 (fantasy)
Date: Wed, 20 Jun 2001 05:10:01 -0400
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                   V  Revelations

On her way back to the lair, Bitsy stopped at the
old oak.  She sat in her study, at the desk her
father had made for her, she brushed her hands
over the gleaming top and smiled,  It was time
to move into her new home.  She would tell Mar,
when she got to the lair.  She would miss the
old dragon but the move had to come eventually,
they both knew it.

Half way to the lair, Bitsy ran into Keebler,
he waved and joined her.  "Whatcha been up to?
Bitsy, you look different some how?  "I've been
over playing with Ravlyr and checking on my
home. I'm going to move in tomorrow, would you
like to help me?"  Keebler grinned at her "are
you going to feed me? if I help you move in?"
Bitsy laughed "I might if you promise to 
remember your table manners."  Keebler made
blustering noises, then laughed.

The two walked into Marluxion's study, laughing
at each other.  Keebler laughed looking around,
"no explosions lately? Marluxion."  Listening
to Bitsy muttering Keebler grinned "I think she
may out mutter, Trink, before long."  Bitsy 
laughed "I doubt that, I rarely mutter!"
Keebler wandered over to see what the old dragon
was up to, as Bitsy went to hang up her cape and
change her boots for slippers.

After Keebler left, promising to return the next
day.  Bitsy sat quietly with Mar, telling him about
Rav and his teething, about his fever, how tired
Mary and MiLady had been. He nodded, watching her,
there was something different, he couldn't quite
decide what.  "I want to move into oak house,
tomorrow, Mar, I think its time."  She looked
at him expectantly.  He smiled at her "I've been
waiting for you to pick the right time, my dear,
You will do well in your new home." she hugged
him, smiling.  "Your not to neglect your studies
though, I expect you here, every afternoon." the
old dragon said gruffly, trying to hide the emotion
in his voice, it was going to be hard letting her
go.

Marluxion watched her all evening, as she fluttered
around, gathering her things, chattering about this
and that.  She was standing infront of the work 
bench making little notes, arching her back, she
ran her fingers through her hair, stretching.
His head snapped up and he looked at her closer,
of course! that was it, she was exuding sensuality,
her every motion, her every gesture, was sexual.
He was surprised to feel a rush of jealousy. A
Grandfather's instinctive feeling of possessiveness
filled him.  He wanted to ask her who the male was
but held his peace. His mind flashed back remembering
WindWhispers kneeling by a sleeping Bitsy, telling
her, the ancient ones had given her to him, his
treasure, the way he had gently touched her, the 
look in his amber eyes.  Marluxion didn't like
complications, he was going to have to think things
over very carefully.

Sometime after the two had gone to their bed chambers,
Bitsy left for the keep, Marluxion sensed when she 
left and knew when she returned in the early morning
hours.  Wondering where this would all lead to, he
got up and fixed himself a pot of hot tea and waited
for Bitsy to get up and join him.  Keebler bounded
into the room, dragging Trink behind him, preventing
any chance of a talk with Bitsy.

A short time later Bitsy joined the three, she laughed
and gave Trink a hug, it had been quite awhile since
the two had seen each other.  Bitsy fixed breakfast
for them and after everyone was done and the kitchen
area cleaned, they got down to the business of moving
Bitsy to the oak house.  She really didn't have many
things to move, a few clothes, odds and ends, her 
books and writing materials took up most of the room.
It was a merry band that set out for the oak tree,
she turned to the old dragon "you'll meet us there
won't you? Mar, I do want you to see the oak house."
He nodded smiling at her, and watched them head down
the path.

He had of course already checked out the oak house,
the first time she mentioned it, making sure it was
safe and well protected.  He knew that with Keebler
and Trink doing the carting, it would take them 
a while to arrive, he sat back with his tea and
thought over the developments of the last few days.

Between Trink's muttering about early mornings, 
Keebler's happy ramblings and Bitsy trying to 
keep the two moving, it did take quite a while
to arrive at the oak tree.  Trink looked it over
from the outside, he looked it over from the 
inside, he even made Keebler climb the tree and
make sure all the larger branches were good
and sturdy. The two of them walked around the
small clearing, looking at how much light she
would have, how much protection from the weather.
Finally Trink pronounced it safe to move in,
Bitsy laughed and gave him a hug, then started
to carry her belongs inside.

Bitsy stopped still in the main room and smiled,
there stood Marluxion. It always amazed her that
he could change his size at will.  She put down 
the things she had been carrying and gave him a 
big hug. "Do you like it? what do you think? it 
will do very nicely, wont it?"  She hadn't realized 
how much she wanted his approval, how important his
words meant to her in regards to such a big step,
and what he thought of her new home. 

Marluxion smiled at Bitsy, she sounded so very
young at that moment.  "Its a very good home,
you've found for yourself, Bitsy, I'm very pleased."
He then took her hand in his paw and told her
to close her eyes, then lead her into the
other room that she was going to make her 
study.  Telling her to open her eyes he
waited for her response.  Bitsy stood 
staring at the study, one whole wall was
covered with shelves, sitting on those
shelves were fairy size replicas of all
of Marluxion's books.  Another wall had
cubby holes for scrolls, niches for all
the odds and ends that seem to collect
in a study.  Bitsy looked at Marluxion,
tears filling her eyes, she wrapped her
arms around his neck and hugged him tight,
"You are so good to me, Mar, this is just
wonderful, I can't thank you enough."
Pleased he smiled and in old dragon style
gruffly hugged her back.

The rest of the morning was spent with much
laughter and merriment between the foursome,
Bitsy fixed lunch and they all sat out in 
the clearing in the sun to eat.  Trink sat
next the Marluxion, watching Bitsy flit
here and there. Muttering to himself.

Marluxion looked at Trink with a raised
eyeridge, "Don't go turning me into toast,
for saying this, but, well, its got to be
said.  Someone's been dipping into the 
honey pot, and that someone ain't WindWhispers."
Marluxion nodded "I know, I just don't know
what to do about it right at the moment. I
can't forbid it, even though that was my first
thought, we are just going have to keep an
eye on things and hope for the best."

"It ain't a gnome or a troll is it?  Cant
see our lil gal their poppin out a troll
brat, thank you very much.  Course I'm
mighty partial to elves, need to keep
the race strong, that's why I make sure
I'm available at all times for any of the
lovelies if they are so inclined."
Trink's jaw dropped open seeing the look
on the old dragons face, he coughed,
"taught her a spell or two? haven't you,
to keep from breeding?"  "by all that's
ancient, you better get crackin, she
could be breedin already, for all we
know." Marluxion cleared his throat
several times, "perhaps her mother could
discuss these delicate matters with her,"
By then Trink was rolling on the ground,
slapping his knee and chortling at the
very embarrassed dragon.  "You gunna go
tell her mama, her baby is out diddlin around
while she is supposed to be under your care?"

Bitsy and Keebler came over to see what
the two were laughing so much about, they
stopped and looked like they had gotten 
caught with their fingers in the cookie jar.
Keebler grinned at the two then back at
Bitsy, "With Trink here, I bet the two 
were talking about plump chested ladies."
They all giggled at one another, except
a suddenly very worried dragon.

After Trink and Keebler had left, Bitsy
hugged Marluxion once again thanking him
for the wonderful library.  As he hugged
her goodbye, he brushed his paw over her
stomach, sighing in relief, she was not
carrying a child.  That was one complication
none of them needed.  He sat deep in thought
the rest of the day.

Bitsy spent the better part of the afternoon
and evening putting her things away, setting
things where she wanted them.  She smiled and
sang to herself as she puttered around.
She curled up in the big old chair that had
come from home and started to read one of the
books from her shelves.  Finally she couldn't
keep her eyes open a moment longer, she put the
book back and washed up for the night, slipping
between the sheets, she sighed, it had been
a very nice day.

Bitsy woke early the next morning, she wrapped
herself in her cape and went outside.  The air
was crisp and refreshing. She listened to the
birds in the tree's, the animals chatter as
they went about collecting breakfast.  Many
stopped to greet the newest member to their 
part of the forest.  They all felt changes 
in the air and it had energized them to get 
out and start getting ready for the end of 
winter and the emergence of spring.

Looking around happily Bitsy felt just
like the animals, ready for spring, she
walked around the clearing, picking a
good place for a small garden.  She
decided to go over to the keep and see
MiLady, she knew they had wonderful herb,
flower gardens there and perhaps she 
could get some seeds.  She went back
inside, getting ready for the day, then
she left for the keep.

Knowing that Collin and MiLady would still
be down in the dining hall, Bitsy went to
the nursery.  She heard a little shriek of
laughter, and sat on the window sill, watching 
Mary and Rav.  Rav was crawling around on 
the floor and Mary was trying to get him
to sit still, while she tried to dress him.
He would give her silly grins, as if to say
you can't catch me and try and crawl faster.
Laughing Mary finally snatched Rav up and
got the rest of his clothes on him. His
little chubby arms waving around.  Feeding
Rav was even funnier, the more food Mary
put in his mouth, the more food came out,
He kept grabbing at the spoon or the food
squishing it in his fingers.  Giggling to
herself Bitsy flew behind Mary and started
to make funny faces at Rav.  He squealed 
at seeing Bitsy, Mary turned to look over
her shoulder, just as a handful of mush
went flying, Mary ducked and it hit Bitsy
full in the face and chest.  They were all
giggling and laughing as the door opened,
walking in carrying a large grate was Brand,
behind him came MiLady.

As if it were an everyday occurrence, to 
have a food covered baby, maid and fairy
all making cooing, gurgling, giggling
noises in the nursery, MiLady showed
Brand where to put the grate as she
laughed at the trio.  MiLady put a 
towel over her bodice and picked Rav up,
putting him on the bed, to wash him off,
as Mary started to clean the food
off the floor.  Bitsy trying to wipe
the mush off her neck, looked at Brand,
she found him looking at her with a
look in his eyes that she now easily
recognized.  

Mary and MiLady looked at each other,
then turned to watch Brand and Bitsy,
It was if the two had forgotten there
were others in the room.  Brand grinned
at Bitsy as she wiped a bit of mush off
her chin, then slowly licked her fingers,
sucking on each finger, she grinned back
at him.  He held out his hand and Bitsy
flew towards him.  They all heard the
low hissing and snarling.  The three 
women all said at once "No, Rav"  Brand 
stared at the little black dragon, standing 
on the bed, it's gold and silver streaked
wings fully furled, its fangs very evident.

"Mary, get Collin," MiLady softly said,
nodding towards the door.  Mary slipped
out the door, she headed for the Lords
study, trying not to run, she didn't 
want any of the scullery maids or workers
thinking there was something wrong.
"Rav, I said, No" MiLady spoke firmly,
He looked at his mama, then grinned at
her, his little fangs gleaming. Brand
had taken a step towards Bitsy, then
stopped as he heard another hissing
noise, this time louder, more menacing.

Bitsy flew to Rav, making soft soothing,
noises, as soon as she was in reach, his
little tail whipped out and curled around
her, pulling her to him.  MiLady motioned
for Brand to leave, he started to walk
quietly towards the door, not taking his
eyes off the little dragon.  Rav snarled
at the man, his tail swishing back and forth, 
dragging Bitsy wildly to and fro.

Bitsy grabbed Rav's tail, she pinched it,
he swung his long neck around, looking at
her. "Rav, its ok, its fine, let me go,
Rav." said Bitsy, as his mother also talked
calmly to him.  Collin strode into the
room, he looked at everyone, then at his
son. Chuckling, Collin held out his arms
and with a flurry of wings, Rav launched
himself off the bed and flew into his
fathers arms, his tail still curled 
around a dangling Bitsy.

Still chuckling, Collin reached down and 
pried Bitsy loose from Rav's tail, Rav grinned
at his father.  The two looked at each other,
exchanging unheard words, Collin threw back
his head and laughed "No, she doesn't belong
to you, she isn't yours, but she is your friend 
and playmate." Collin said aloud. 

Brand had almost gotten to the door when Rav
snarled at him.  Collin flicked a finger against,
Rav's snout, "we don't snarl at friends or
company."  This was just to much for Brand,
he started to laugh, Rav looked at the man,
tilting his head to the side, then deciding
he liked the sound of the mans laughter,
flew out of his father's arms and wrapping
his tail around the mans neck, sat on his
shoulder with a very pleased grin on his face.

Bitsy who had been sitting on the bed with MiLady
watching, decided now would be a good time to
leave, she stood up, but didn't get very far.
"Not so fast, Bitsy, you and I are going to
have a long talk, as soon as the men leave."
stated MiLady firmly.  Collin took Rav from
Brands shoulder and grinning tossed him to
his mother. Rav went tumbling through the air.
making giggling noises as his mother gasped
and grabbed for him, "Collin!" she sighed,
this wasn't the first time Collin had done 
that.  "We will see to the window covering
later, I think Brand and I need to go have
a long talk in the study." Collin said as
he walked across the room, kissing his wife 
he started to turn, when she whispered something
to him, he looked startled for a moment
then nodded.   The two men left the room,
and MiLady tucked a cooing tired Rav into
his cradle, as he fell asleep he was once
again a human child.

Mary came back into the room, looking around
suspiciously, still not used to Rav the
hatchling.  Seeing him asleep in his cradle,
she once again started to clean up the mess
from breakfast. "If you need me, Mary, I will
be out in the garden with Bitsy." said Milady
as she left the room, giving Bitsy a very
pointed look. Bitsy gave Mary a "now I'm in
for it look, and went to the garden.

MiLady sat looking at the little fairy, 
"Bitsy its obvious you and Brand know each
other "very" well, how long has this been
going on? A blushing Bitsy told MiLady, not
going into details, just that she had been
visiting his room at night.  "Bitsy, he is
a great deal larger then you, how on earth?"
said MiLady feeling her own cheeks becoming
warm.  "We haven't, can't, we do other things,"
stammered a flustered Bitsy.  MiLady let out
a sigh of relief, hearing it, Bitsy looked 
at her with a questioning look on her face.
"Bitsy, I'm just relieved, considering how
frightened you were of having a baby, I
was afraid you might have gotten yourself
pregnant."  Seeing the horrified look on
Bitsy's face, MiLady hugged her "your the
magical fairy, I'm surprised you didn't
realize there are spells to prevent such
things from happening."  "I didn't even
think about it, it wasn't something I
planned, Kat, it just happened and I didn't
want it to stop." said Bitsy in a small 
voice.  Smiling down at her, MiLady nodded,
understanding better then Bitsy realized.
The two talked for a long time, then giving
Kat a hug, Bitsy headed home, with a great
deal to think about.

Collin informed Henry that he and Brand were
not to be disturbed, then shut and locked the
study door.  He turned and looked at Brand,
Collin liked the young man and respected him,
he now hoped he could trust him, because the
man held all their futures in his hands.
Brand seeing the concerned look Collin was
giving him spoke first, "You needn't worry,
Your Grace, whatever happens behind these
walls will always stay here. I am not one
to spread tales in drunken taproom corners."
Collin walked around his desk and sat down,
as Brand sat in the chair infront of the desk.
Collin spoke very quietly to him but Brand
also heard the edge of steel behind the
voice.  

With a sigh, Collin rubbed his forehead with
his fingers, the day was filling with more
complications as he heard Marluxion's voice
requesting an immediate meeting.  He silently
told Marluxion to join him in his study, but
that he wasn't alone.  Brands heart skipped 
a few beats when he suddenly found himself
staring across the room at a very large,
very annoyed looking dragon.  Collin got
up and went to the sideboard, he filled 
3 large tankards with his very best Whiskey
and passed them around.  He could feel the
agitation in the old dragon and was concerned.
Making introductions, Collin grinned at Brand.
Sitting back at his desk, Collin looked at
Marluxion "what did you need to see me about,
you sounded like it was urgent." Marluxion
looked at Collin, then at Brand, "you can
talk infront of him, he seems to have become
privy to a few family secrets and I believe
can be trusted."  Marluxion had been pacing
around the room as Collin spoke, he turned
and looked again at Brand, then as if making
up his mind, he turned to Collin. 

"Could you adjust a little, your knocking over
and breaking Kat's furniture, she won't be 
pleased with you, when she finds out." Collin
said quietly, smiling.  Brand watched with
interest as the dragon seemed to shrink in
size until he fit better in the large room.
Sitting down by the desk, Marluxion let out
a deep sigh and said "You have any elves or
fairies staying at the keep or in the area,
that I'm not aware of? Collin shook his head,
"Not that I'm aware of, I'm sure if there 
were, I would have heard about it from Trink,
or Drapper. One of us would have noticed a
new presence in the area.  Why? have you been 
having problems?"  Collin watched Marluxion,
swallow the whole contents of his tankard,
and took a deep drink himself, this wasn't
going to be good, from the way the old
dragon was acting.  

Pacing about the room again, Marluxion turned
and looked at Collin, "NO, I'm not having
problems, I want to know who Bitsy is sexual
active with! yesterday she moved out of the 
lair, into her oak house" bite out the old
dragon.  Collin got up and filled Marluxion's
tankard again, then noticing that Brand had
just taken a very large drink, grinned down
at him and filled his also.

"It was only a matter of time before she 
went out on her own, you knew that, we both
did.  She is also no longer a little girl,
over the last 6 months she has grownup,
matured into a young woman.  Did you 
expect her to remain celibate all her 
life?" Collin said in a calm voice.

Marluxion looked down into his tankard,
then back at the two men, "I'm trying
not to act like a fussy old dragon,
you don't understand, its adding to
her powers, its magnifying it.  I 
had hoped for more time training her,
teaching her to control her magic,
until she was ready for WindWhispers."

"Is she not just a fairy with healing
magical powers?" asked a surprised Brand.
"You know our Bitsy?" asked Marluxion
looking more closely at the human male
sitting across from him.  Not batting
an eye, Brand answered him "I'm the man
she visits almost every night."

Brand suddenly found himself hanging 
from a very large angry dragons paw,
high in the air.  The steam from the
dragons nostrils blew in his face as
the dragon stared at him.  Suddenly
another firm voice filled the room
"Put him down, this won't solve anything,
if you hurt him, it will only turn
Bitsy against you, then her magic
will be totally out of control."

Brand stared at the Platinum dragon
standing where Collin had been a 
moment before.  Virlane placed his
paw on Marluxion's arm. Brand was
slowly, carefully lowered back into
his chair, I'm sorry for the display
of temper, boy, you just caught me
off guard a bit" spoke a still 
very annoyed Marluxion.  "Lets all
calm down and discuss this rationally."
Virlane started to say, when they
all heard a tapping at the large
window.

Trink opened the window and sauntered
into the room, Brand heard both dragons
groan and took another long drink of
his whiskey.  Trink helped himself to
a tankard, then turned and grinned
at the two dragons "this the one that's
been tapping the honey pot? Gunna
roast him for dinner?  I always knew
you two were spoil sports, doesn't our
girl deserve to have a bit of urges
and fun? You think the forest folk
don't know what your training her for?

"What are you doing here, Trink" roared 
the two dragons at once, only grinning
wider at the two, he turned to Brand,
"Noisy, ain't they, won't be long before
the whole bailey guard comes charging in
to protect their lord and master. Or
worse yet, your lady dragon comes in
to yell at all of us."

Trink was suddenly running around the
room, slapping at his beard. Brand 
grabbed him and tossed his tankard
of Whisky on the elf.  Trink glared
at Marluxion "now you've done it,
singed my beard, you did, the lovelies
wont be happy, I can tell you that,
partial to my beard they are." he
moaned.  

Trink pouted "had interesting news
for you, but now I just may go about
my business and let you get back to
roasting the boy." almost sobbing
as he stroked his soggy singed beard.

Brand filled his tankard again and
started laughing at the look on the 
elves face as the two dragons took a 
step towards him.  Weaving a little
Brand walked over and filled Trink's
tankard again "you might need this"
he said laughing again, almost missing
the chair as he sat down.

Marluxion snatched the bottle out of
Brand's hands, then glared at Virlane,
as he realized it was empty.  Virlane
snickered as he noticed the old dragon
was not exactly steady on his paws.
Walking very carefully over to the
sideboard, Virlane found several 
more bottles and carried them over
to his desk.  "I think we should
adjourn to a more comfortable place
to discuss these matters" pronounced
Marluxion.

Brand suddenly found himself sitting
on the floor in a huge open room, that
appeared to be deep inside a cave.
Virlane grinned a lopsided grin at
him "the old dragons lair"

Returning to his full height, Marluxion
stretched and almost fell over. He turned
and looked at Trink "Your news better be
good, or I'm going to personally shrivel
your precious parts."  They all laughed
uproariously as Trink covered his crotch.

Glaring at the three, then pulled himself
up and stood, puffing up his chest, the
effect was spoiled as he saw his beard
and moaned.  "Out with it, Trink" giggled
Virlane.  Taking a swig straight from the
bottle, Trink said" rumors going about the
forest folk, WindWhispers got himself
tangled up with a witch, not the good
type either mind you, the old ones don't
be real happy about the idea of their
boy diddling a witch, had plans for the
boy they did, just like you had plans
for our Bitsy girl." so saying Trink,
sat back down, before he fell down.

Looking at the three, Brand didn't
understand the sudden silence that
filled the room.  "I gather this is
bad news? who is WindWhispers?" asked
Brand.  As the two dragons stared at
each other, Trink answered "yup, bad
news alright, WindWhispers, well the
word round the forest is, he was one
day gunna be King of the Fairies.









 



















































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