The three Ramones, err, Ramons let out a deep collective sigh of relief: it has finally happened, someone has seen through their disguise - and, of course, it has been the ingenious LadyWendy whose almost unearthly intuition even allows her to read the minds of geese. Now they no longer need to pretend to be Spanish grandes, true noblemen and perfect gentlemen, especially with the ladies. Being pleasant with these extremely spoilt luxury creatures had become very tiresome, even unbearable, anyway. Instead they can show their true selves, behave in the way they are accostumed to and comfortable with from their homeland, the wild and free Barbaristan: unrestrained belching, farting, cussing and pinching every chick who passes by in the behind, err ass - sorry for that relapse into the gentlemanly days, but fundamental behavioral changes from one minute to the next are not that easy. But all in all a much more relaxed and fun lifestyle. Before they would have had to fake outrage at Caleb's "attack" on LadyWendy and demanded an immediate apology or even satisfaction in a duel. Now the Ramons simply watch the scene, barely hiding their amusement, then walk up to her, pat her behind and say, under the false pretense of trying to comfort her and smirking: "Well, girlie, too bad, too bad ... but you'll get over it, with time." And after LadyWendy frowns at them, both clearly annoyed and startled, they just shrug it off by adding: " Thought you liked it that way, girlie. After all, didn't you just recently tell us of your new part-time job as a serving wench ... ? "
Just being barbarians would become dull soon, but being clever ones, gives them more and wider options: so, while everybody else is busily running back and forth in an effort to equip him-/herself, the Ramons rather seek a little more entertainment for themselves and approach Cloudbringer who has clearly her hands full trying to oversee everything. All three of them circle her a couple of times, examining the most famous butt in all of the realms, then they speak, their faces displaying the most innocent smiles imaginable: " Uh, CloudButt, err, Cloudbard, we are nothing but a bunch of uncultivated barbarians from a land far, far away", says RamonI, and RamonII continues at once: " But as we now live here with you in a highly civilized part of the world, we have decided
that, in order to fit in, we really ought to make an effort to catch up, to educate ourselves. And you, as our respected leaderbosswomen ... " - here RamonI hurries to add:"and a widely travelled bard", "yes", RamonII takes up again, " and as widely travelled bard, seem to be the ideal person to help us with that", now RamonIII kicks in:" So, please, maybe we could just start off with a simple question: a 'ladysister' what would that exactly be, perhaps the opposite of a 'ladybrother' ?"
Not waiting for a response, they stroll off, grinning maliciously, to replace their foils (" These thingies are only good as tooth picks at the most !") with three of the largest broadswords ever seen in this part of the realms ...
( Well, LW, you got what you had ordered, now live with it ...
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So long !
R³ - new, much improved signature under construction !
