Sorry you lost all the pictures, but it's okay. You're getting halfway there! 
Thanks for the encouragement!
I hope you feel better soon Tia! Your health is more important. We'll still be here. Loved the update though ^^ And congrats on the third immortal.
Thanks so much, Shewolf!
Oh my. Li' Gwendy. How very gangsta of you :=)
Lovely update. Adored your usage of the glitch with the guitar. I sometimes think that the glitches are more fun than the game itself.
I love the glitches when they don't break the game!
Glad you liked it, Pip.
Feel better soon, Tiamet! 
Thanks, Raia!
"Playing with Arlo is like getting married early. A lot of fun at the beginning but the results last a long long time."
Oh, lord, hahaha! Congrats on another immortal! The ambrosia shot is over-rated anyway. 
Thanks, Rhoxi!
Another quick note, I'm not expecting a full recovery, realistically, until the fall. So the updates will be sporadic, but they will still be coming. Thanks so much for your patience.
And now, back to our story.
Chapter Twenty-Eight - Elf Out For Himself
"I knew it was coming," Loki told Legolas, "but it's a little sooner than I expected, bro."
"I know, but the timing just seemed to be right. The sooner I get the stupid requirements out of the way, the sooner I can start doing what I want."
"What are you going to call her?" Loki asked.
"She says her name is Tueth," his brother replied.
"Oh, no you don't, my lad," Gytha called from down the hall. "You'll call her Tooth, and if Lessa comes pokin' 'round, we don't know nothin', understand?"
With his latest shenanigan, Legolas was able to supermax the gardening skill in record time.
"This had better not upset your ops," Jareth warned him.
"Especially since you keep waking me up with this piano playing all night!"
"It's his outfits keeping me up all night," Erik muttered.
"It's only for another few generations," Mag soothed him. "I'm glad I'm going to miss his elder styles." She shuddered.
"I wish you wouldn't rub it in like that," Erik said glumly. "You won't be here to see the fruition of my long term plans for the theater, either."
Mag smiled. "You mean your scheme to rig it up with explosives, an underground lair and a very unstable chandelier?"
Erik rubbed the back of his neck. "Actually, I meant the new facade on the front, but I think I like your suggestion much better. Maybe I can get Aunt Lisa to stand under it," he brightened.
"Darlene would take care of maintenance of it for you," Mag mused. "If you gave her a sharp enough saw for the rope..."
"Much as I hate to interrupt all of this romantic plotting," Tia said, "how are the books coming along, Mag?"
"I have written the complete Everyone Has A ... series." Mag said proudly. "I have begun work on several volumes on how not to maim oneself with various household implements."
"Everyone Has An Esophagus was a real scream," Loki added, coming in. "I laughed for hours over the illustrations in that one."
Meanwhile, Raina was proving that she had very little conception of personal space.
"Must you read it aloud?" Jareth complained. "That Edward chap should just bite the head off that Bella girl and be done with it!"
"I thought you'd enjoy a story about a supernatural lover," Raina told him. "Or does it hit too close to home for you?"
"The only thing I have in common with that prat is that they used my discarded glitter out of the carpets to make him sparkle!"
"I'm hungry, Jareth. Go get me a snack." Raina turned a page.
"Go yourself!" Jareth snapped, pulling the pillow over his head. "Just make sure it's an apple."
"Whatever," Raina said, heading for the kitchen.
"Hey, Leggy," she said, as the elf came in. "Have you got an apple on you? Oh wait, I've got to pee. Come with me."
He followed her into the bathroom. "Nope, just got one of these," he said, tossing the melon to her.
"Close enough," she said with a shrug.
