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Matchmaker	By : shidoburrito Category: M through R > The Pendragon Adventure Views: 2286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Pendragon, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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I have prayed to anything that would listen, but I still do not own Saint Dane, Bobby, Spader, or anything of Pendragon. I almost sold my soul to a Nightbreed but decided to ask him for artistic talent. D’oh!

Part 3:

It seemed to Bobby that Saint Dane liked to keep his victims on their toes, and this took the cake. Walking in on him while he was, well… indecent, was bad enough, but to kiss him and immediately run off to tell Spader his secret? It made Bobby want to crawl in a hole and die. He had to act quickly, because the closest flume was only down the block in the abandoned house and Saint Dane would get there in a matter of minutes. Bobby had two choices, and he had to decide which path to take quickly.

First, he could try to warn Spader of Saint Dane’s intentions, which would mean he’d have to tell Spader he loved him. The consequences could be dealt with later. The other choice was to deny anything and everything that Saint Dane told Spader and just hide away for a while. Mark and Courtney would understand and enjoy having Bobby to themselves for a while. Yet Halla was constantly in danger from Saint Dane, and laying low while there were battles to be fought against the demon seemed like a bad idea.

I guess I have no choice, I need to get to Spader before Saint Dane does, Bobby thought. Taking a deep breath he got up off the bed and searched the room for paper and a pen. His friends would be wondering where he had gone when they came back from school, so a note would be in order. Bobby scribbled a quick message explaining how he had to run to Cloral to take care of something real quick. He requested that they try to send a message to Wu Yenza, the acolyte of Cloral, to tell Spader he was looking for him. Placing it in a spot where Mark would see it Bobby made his way out of the house.

He ran as fast as he could to the abandoned mansion that held the newest flume. It was recently made by Mark and Courtney and a lot more convenient than having to go all the way to downtown New York through the middle of a subway. All he had to worry about now were quigs. Bobby cursed at himself for forgetting some sort of meat to distract the hound-like quigs. Yet as he jumped the crumbling stone wall that surrounded the mansion, he paused where he landed to hear nothing but silence. Further steps toward the house revealed that the quigs were not there. It seemed Saint Dane had already left Second Earth, and his little creations had left with him. With a sigh of relief, Bobby entered the decrepit household and quickly made his way to the basement. There he found the usual star marked door that had taken him to various adventures, but none had made him as frightened and as anxious as he was now.

Okay Bobby, you can do this. It’s now or never. Stepping inside the dark tunnel he shut his eyes tight and shouted “Cloral!” before his resolve shattered. The jumble of notes answered to his call and he watched as the white light came towards him, ready to sweep Pendragon away towards his fate.

The trip was as calm as usual, but not even the smooth ride could dissolve any of the tension that gripped Bobby’s mind and body. First thing was first, he had to find Spader. Going after Saint Dane to try and stop him first would probably be pointless. He only seemed to show up when he wanted to be found, and until that time he blended in with the territory using a disguise of some sort. Plus, whatever Saint Dane was going to do, it was going to affect Spader, so it would be best to try and be there to protect him. It was during that time, Bobby decided, he would tell Spader he loved him. Get it said and done as quickly as possible, this was his strategy and he was sticking to it. Anything else, he will deal with when he came to it.

The sound of rushing water filled his ears and Bobby took a deep breath, anticipating the launch out of the flume as it flung him into the warm waters of Cloral. The musical notes and white light deposited him in the cave as usual. The bright, moving flowers on the vines swayed like a little welcoming committee for the traveler as he quickly put on the swimsuit hidden in the cave’s corner. It was when he saw the water sled and the spear gun he remembered the horrible large and evil looking shark quigs on this territory. It seems he would have to outrun them again. Picking up the air globe that would enable him to breathe under water Bobby made his way into the wonderfully warm waters. With a twist of the handle he submerged himself under the water and carefully maneuvered himself out of the cave. Looking around from the safety of the cage entrance Bobby checked for any nearby quigs. So far so good. He slowly emerged from the cave and into the brightly lit and fantastical sea. Trying his best to stay alert and keeping an eye out for any danger he put his water sled into full speed. Even the sheer joy of speeding through the colorful choral reefs couldn't ease Bobby’s fears, but he did take a moment to memorize it’s beauty. Who knows, he thought sulkily, I may need all the happy thoughts I can get after this visit.

Deciding that he’d gone far enough from the cave Pendragon began to surface from the water. The belt about his waist kept him afloat as he took the air globe from off his head, and he shook his matted brown locks free from his face.

“Hobey, look out!” Bobby turned his head to see a skimmer heading straight for his head! With a squeak he dove under the water and put his hands over his head, yet Spader’s driving skills allowed him to swerve away just in time. Surfacing once again Bobby looked up to see his friend laughing as he sat on the idle skimmer. Out of all the beautiful things that could calm the heart, Spader’s laughter almost made Bobby forget why he was here. He took the tanned hand that was offered to him and he was pulled aboard.

“Long time no see Pendragon!” Spader said enthusiastically as he smiled at his friend.

“Oh thank goodness I got to you in time.” Bobby breathed and gave Spader a hug. He quickly released him when he realized what he was doing, but noticed that Spader didn’t seem to mind it. That was a good sign. “Please tell me you haven’t run into Saint Dane yet, have you?”

Those slightly slanted and beautifully erotic eyes that had been sparkling moments before immediately became narrow and hard. “What about that demon? Is he here? Now?” There was no love in Spader’s voice at all, since Saint Dane had killed Spader’s father. The traveler had made it his mission to get revenge on the white haired man someday, and the hate was still burning strong, it seemed.

“I sure hope not, but…” Bobby looked into Spader’s eyes, and then noticed that the seats on the skimmer were not made for two. “I’ll tell you the story later, but first lets get somewhere that’s a bit roomier,” he finished with a blush. Spader gave a lopsided grin and offered the seat to Bobby as he stood up to steer the small skimmer.

“All right then mate, but it seems you have quite the story to tell. You can tell me everything on my boat over there,” he pointed to the speed boat a few yards away, “so hang on tight!” The engine purred to life and they were off with a jolt, causing Bobby to grab hold of something so as to not fall off. That something ended up being Spader’s waist. They bumped over a big wave in the ocean, making the skimmer to go airborne and come bouncing back down. Bobby’s head snapped forward from the impact, his face smacking into Spader’s butt. Fate was being so cruel to him today, he thought as he blushed even more deeply and mumbled an apology to Spader. Soon they had arrived at the speed boat which was a bit roomier with seats and a deck. As soon as they scrambled from the skimmer to the boat Spader made himself comfortable on one of the seats.

“Now, tell me what’s going on here. You look mighty troubled.” Spader said and gestured to a spot next to him for Bobby to sit down. Bobby shook his head; he’d rather stand and deliver his message.

“No, I-I would much rather stand since, um… I have something important to tell you.” Bobby gulped and nervously played with his traveler’s ring. Here goes nothing.

“Spader, I love you.”

…To Be Continued…
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