The Countess Wore An L
Chapter Six
By Missy

SERIES: Goosebumps!
SUBSERIES: The Countess Wore An L
PART: six of undetermined for this arc
Author: Missy
Email: lasfic@yahoo.com
RATING: PG (For language)
PAIRING(s): L/L; S/C; S/R

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CATEGORY: Epic Drama
CANNON/SPOILERS: Pre-Reunion Show Cannon; set five years after the series' conclusion.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE?!
SPOILLER/SUMMARY: Lenny finally graduates, and the gang heads to Poland, where mystery and intrigue await them.
NOTES: The first chapter in the seventh portion to this series. For previous chapters, see the Goosebumps! Section at LAS Fic or The Look. The next arc will be entitled The Countess Wore An "L".

And yes, I couldn't quite figure out how to spell the name of Lenny's sovereign mini-nation, so I improvise.

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Laverne was overcome by a wave of horror, "Gawd," she uttered, "I'm so embarrassed!"

"Don't worry about it," Lainy said, "I told him that you don't understand the language."

Laverne smiled weakly in the direction of the dictator, who glared frostily back at her.

She groaned, "I gotta go somewhere," she shoved her glass of punch into Lainy's hand and fled the room.

"Wait! You have to meet the Prime Minister of Uganda, and..." Lainy's voice faded away as Laverne ducked through a hallway, breathing heavily as she tried to control her tears.

"I'm so dumb!" She moaned to herself, peeling away the snow-white gloves and slumping into the corner. This felt worse than the debutante ball disaster; she had the weight of an entire country resting on her shoulders. She had been made up to look beautiful, regal; still couldn't fit in with these glittering figures of royalty.

"It's crazy back there!" Lenny cried, emerging from another doorway. He sat himself beside her. "My feet hurt in these shoes, an' I look like a jerk in this hat!" He complained loudly. "An I told the Prime Minister of Ugandee that his monkey was sexy! HIS MONKEY, Laverne!" Lenny shouted those last words, his well-gelled hair making a greasy stain on the wallpaper.

"I told some guy he was a fat pig." She sniffled. Lenny wrapped his arm around her.

"We ain't made ta be royalty, Laverne." He said sadly, "I mean, I'm pretty handsome an' stuff, but I ain't gonna know how ta run a whole country!"

Laverne sniffled again.

"Aww...what'll make ya feel better?"

She smiled, "This!" And with that she grabbed him by the collar, kissing him solidly.

She was right; this made him feel a lot better. And it didn't matter that he was pawing her and his hands were yanking too hard at the zipper at the back of her dress; they were together.

Suddenly, rushes of cold air...his sister's voice...and shrieks of dismay.

"Well, it seems we've informed our young monarchs about the guided tour!" laughed Lainy nervously.









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