Post by journeycat on Feb 14, 2010 11:09:49 GMT 10
Title: Neal's Woes
Rating: PG
Length: 298 words
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 1/C
Summary: Neal never thought that friendship would come with so much baggage. Inspired by and for Lisa.
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“You have a problem.”
“I don’t have a problem.”
Neal gave her one of his Looks.
“You look like your father when you do that,” Kel told him.
He shuddered. “I’ve come to terms with the fact that you did...whatever you did with him,” he told her. “That doesn’t mean I want to hear anything about him from you.”
She said, straight-faced, “Of course. I didn’t mean to bring it up.”
Mollified, he continued, “Anyway, you definitely have a problem. Or some kind of fetish. I mean, look at the men in your life—”
“What are you trying to say?”
“I’m saying you suffer from some kind of...addiction.”
Kel burst into laughter. “That is probably the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said in your life.”
Neal scowled. “It is not! Think about it. First Wyldon—to give you credit, though, at least you’ve upgraded since him—then Lindhall Reed, which I personally thought was the most random thing you’ve ever done in your life, then Hakuin, Captain Flyndan Whiteford, that Qasim, my father, and now Raoul, your own knight-master!”
“Former knight-master,” she corrected. “I still don’t see your point.”
“Oh, you and your semantics. My point is, Kel, that you love old men!”
She was torn between fond exasperation and irritation. “I’m not going to argue about this,” she said, “because you’re just going to make up ridiculous ways to win.”
“I don’t have to make up anything to win!” Neal yelled after her.
Kel shook her head, thinking, He is utterly ridiculous.
“Just stick with Raoul this time,” he continued loudly. “You’re running out of victims—next thing I know you’ll be dallying with Alanna.”
She turned so that she was walking backwards, cocked an eyebrow at him, and said slyly, “Who says I didn’t?”
Rating: PG
Length: 298 words
Competitor: Raoul
Round/Fight: 1/C
Summary: Neal never thought that friendship would come with so much baggage. Inspired by and for Lisa.
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“You have a problem.”
“I don’t have a problem.”
Neal gave her one of his Looks.
“You look like your father when you do that,” Kel told him.
He shuddered. “I’ve come to terms with the fact that you did...whatever you did with him,” he told her. “That doesn’t mean I want to hear anything about him from you.”
She said, straight-faced, “Of course. I didn’t mean to bring it up.”
Mollified, he continued, “Anyway, you definitely have a problem. Or some kind of fetish. I mean, look at the men in your life—”
“What are you trying to say?”
“I’m saying you suffer from some kind of...addiction.”
Kel burst into laughter. “That is probably the most ridiculous thing you’ve ever said in your life.”
Neal scowled. “It is not! Think about it. First Wyldon—to give you credit, though, at least you’ve upgraded since him—then Lindhall Reed, which I personally thought was the most random thing you’ve ever done in your life, then Hakuin, Captain Flyndan Whiteford, that Qasim, my father, and now Raoul, your own knight-master!”
“Former knight-master,” she corrected. “I still don’t see your point.”
“Oh, you and your semantics. My point is, Kel, that you love old men!”
She was torn between fond exasperation and irritation. “I’m not going to argue about this,” she said, “because you’re just going to make up ridiculous ways to win.”
“I don’t have to make up anything to win!” Neal yelled after her.
Kel shook her head, thinking, He is utterly ridiculous.
“Just stick with Raoul this time,” he continued loudly. “You’re running out of victims—next thing I know you’ll be dallying with Alanna.”
She turned so that she was walking backwards, cocked an eyebrow at him, and said slyly, “Who says I didn’t?”
Thank you for your comments! Poor Kel just doesn't recognize that she has a problem.
