Damn, I have really not updated this in such a long time :/

Well I'm just happy my request for the Asterix category came through, saves me having to go through the search bar all the time :P

Anyway, I've basically forgotten the whole of my story plot but meh, I'll just type and see what go's.

This is literally just as new to you as it is to me.

Enjoy xxx

The small Gaulish worrier had to smack his hand across his already blushing cheeks as he watched the small petite woman, with the blonde plaits and rosy lips, as she spoke to the small crowed that gathered around her, mostly children. She picked up small toys of what looked like Romans, and played with them as she told her story.

Asterix shook his head, finally clearing his mind from any previous smitten thoughts he momentarily had. With a sharp breath, he adjusted his belt and made his way over to the young woman, confidence not entirely being on his side. Obelix had no interest in the matter, he was more focused on why it was so hard to eat this wild boar he had just snatched.

"- So you see, that's when the evil Julius Caesar pushed his own army's to the very edges of the worlds-" the young blonde woman gleamed. The children, being no smaller then her, responded in their own ways. A few girls stared with big eyes, completely fascinated, a few boys laughed, imagining how amazing it would be to be Julius Caesar, and then their was the main response; yawning and walking away.

Despite the discouragement, the Gaul like woman still carried on, unaware of the equally small man standing mere inches away from her. "- He stopped at nothing! He fought, he invaded, he used cunning strategies; he even sought help from other nations. He did everything possible, until every little village in Gaul was begging for mercy at his feet" she finished with a dramatic pause and taking a concluding small bow.

"Interesting!" A voice presented itself, forcing the unexpected woman to jump from surprise. She turned around to be faced with a man, short in height and dressed in Gaulish attire like her, only he looked much more authentic. Her eyes scanned him up and down, her hands clutched tighter around the figures she held in her hands as she was clearly not impressed with being interrupted. "What are you doing?" she hissed in a hushed voice, hoping none of the children would hear. She stood back as the short man walked a few steps further to her, his hands behind his back and his head held high. She had never seen him before... Was he new?

"You said that every village surrendered to old Julie" Asterix pointed out, not bothering to watch as she placed her fists upon her hips. "Yes and...?" she responded, raising her brow high. Asterix picked up a small Roman figurine and inspected it with his own eyes. It was truly remarkable, you could hardly tell it was made of wood! "Well I think you must of forgotten about a small village in Armorica, the village that has never been conquered" he said casually, placing the tinny Roman back down on the large table map.

The children picked up on what he said. "Really, how did they hold out?" - "Did they get conquered in the end?" - "Do people die?"

The woman could only stare at him like he had just admitted to escaping the clutches of the Asylum. "Kid's why don't you go check out the circus display?" she suggested, pushing the protesting children towards a small model of Romes famous Colosseum. When they were gone, she walked up to the strange man and poked him in the chest, "Listen pal, I'm not sure what cloud you've been living on, but I'm trying to teach those kid's facts! Not a bunch of fairy stories!" she spat.

Asterix, feeling things had not gone quiet according to plan, raised his hands up in defense. "Oh come on, everyone's heard about my village, how we've managed to hold out against the Roman's for years thanks to our Magic Potion" he defended.

The woman swore she could feel her eye twitching. "What are you talking about?!" she almost yelled, feeling she was in the presence of a lunatic. "Oh come on surely you must know. If you don't believe me then go ask Julius Caesar, he wont deny it. I heard you were doing a lecture about him, is he going to be here?" Asterix asked, perking up and looking around in case he could see the very man himself.

The woman had no idea her jaw could drop as low as it just did. "What the hell is wrong with you?!" she yelled whilst grabbing the man by his shirt and shaking him about. Asterix held onto his helmet as he felt it being shook off his head. "I am the biggest expert in Gaulish history and the vanquish of Julius Caesar! I know everything there is to know, from the Gergovia War, up to the very last fish monger. So believe me when I tell you that Julius Caesar wont be here today and that he will never be here! He's DEAD for crying out loud!" she yelled at the height of her lungs, pushing the man to the floor before grabbing at her hair and groaning to herself.

Asterix shook his head as his eyes temporarily span around. His minds was fast to clear as her words finally sunk in, "Dead? Since when has he been dead?" he asked, completely taken back by this. He grabbed his helmet from the ground and helped himself up while the woman just rubbed her forehead with her fingers. "Okay, now I know you have got to be messing with me or something" she mumbled, "He's been dead for over 2000 years thicko!"

In his mind, all Asterix could hear was the smashing of a window.

"No" he laughed uneasily. His balance faulted and the room seemed to spin around. The wings on his helmet had completely dropped, he smacked out his hand and held himself up against the table. "Hey are you okay?" the woman asked, concern was soon to fade away though, "Do you need me to call those nice men down at the looney bin for you?"

"Where am I?" Asterix mumbled catching the woman's serious attention. She stared at him strangely, "You're in a museum genius-"

"No! What year am I in?" Asterix interrupted, his voice was filled with dread and worry, even fear, as a horrid thought came to his mind. "What year is this?!" he yelled when not getting an immediate response. "Woaw! Calm down, you're disturbing people" the woman pointed out to the people who watched the whole thing with slight interest. "It's the year 2013" she replied quietly, feeling a fool for simply going along. Her mind raced to other things however as the man nearly fell from under his feet and she reached out to catch him.

"No no no no nononono..." he breathed under his breath deeply. He pushed himself from her arms and stood up as tall as he could. "Obelix" he cried, turning around to where his friend once stood, only to find a pile of half eaten artificial food.

Asterix felt his stomach go into knots as he looked around in every single direction in search for the well covered Gaul, but all he saw were fakes and customers. "Obelix!" he cried out desperately, cupping his hands to his mouth hoping he would be heard. The Gaulish-like woman watched the whole thing, debating in her mind what she could possibly do. "Hey, is Obelix that guy who started eating the plastic food?" she asked out loud curiously.

Asterix turned around and grabbed her by her arms, taking her by surprise. "YES! That was him, where did he go!?" he shouted in a panic, loud enough for the whole Mall to hear him. "Calm down!" she yelled back, pulling her arms away from him before crossing them over her chest. This didn't help Asterix in the slightest. His fingers ran through his already messy hair, pulling at the roots, while he glared at the floor. "I have to find him!" he declared before running out of the museum at the top of his speed, leaving the woman behind in the dust.

When she first laid eyes on him, she couldn't wait for him to leave... only now... He seemed so lost and confused. She couldn't leave him by himself, not when he didn't have a clue what was going on around him... Maybe that friend of his knew what was wrong with him, he could be the smart one... although he was eating plastic... Still, she needed to help.

"Hey wait!" the woman called after, picking up her skirt and running past the crowds in search of the short Gaul.

Asterix hadn't heard her though. He was almost halfway through the Mall as he searched for his best friend. He needed to find the food court! If Obelix was anywhere, it would be there!

Trouble was, that just like before when he was with his best friend, he ended up running in circles, finding the same shops he had just passed. Suddenly everything seemed so big and horrid. Lights were too bright, the moving stairs were too fast, children ran amok, crowds were getting bigger, downing him completely, people stared with small black beady eyes... He needed Obelix now, more then he ever had before. He couldn't be alone, not now, not here! They had never spent a day apart, not since they met as children. Asterix had never been alone before, he never felt alone. This was his first time. He felt lonely as crowds of people walked past him in different directions, leaving him stuck in the middle like he was lost at sea without so much as a paddle. He was so alone...

Asterix gasped as a firm hand placed itself into his own. He wiped his head around immediately, only to face the beautiful Gaulish woman from the museum. She placed a gentle hand upon the Gaulish worriers arm, feeling all his muscles loosen as he looked down to the ground completely defeated. "I can't find the food court" Asterix admitted miserably. The woman once again raised her brow. "If he's anywhere, it will be where the food is" he explained, when seeing she didn't fully comprehend.

She looked down, feeling empathy for the man. She squeezed his hand and gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm off work now anyway. I'll take you around, and if we don't find your friend we can check with the security camera's okay?"

Asterix slowly looked up at her, for the first time, her eyes actually looked kind towards him. He could feel his own lips turn upwards as the smallest of smiles. Still, they had only just met, he pulled his hand away from her's. "Thank you for your help" he smiled. "It's no bother" she smiled back. "I didn't get your name by the way" she mentioned.

"Asterix" he answered, surprised at the strange look she gave him, until an amused little look entered upon her face. "Sticking with the work name huh? When I dress like this I'm Alicia. Outside of work however, I'm just Alice" she laughed. Now it was Asterix's turn to raise his brow; What was this woman on about?

She held out a hand to shake with his, to which he accepted. Before Asterix had a chance to let go however, Alicia pulled him along into the direction that he hoped was the food court. He had to find Obelix and fast, before he got into any trouble.

Woooo I updated this story!