Post by max on Feb 3, 2010 22:09:59 GMT 10
Title: Ratatouille
Rating: G
Length: 335
Competitor: Uline
Round: 1/H
Summary: In which Uline hates vegetables, and Kel is cunning.
‘You aren’t serious.’
Kel crosses her arms, standing across the doorway.
‘I shouldn’t have to be. You should already know better.’
Rolling her eyes heavenward, Uline crosses her own arms, leaning back and away from the table.
‘You know, I had heard how you Mindelans were about vegetables, but this is just ridiculous.’
‘They’re good for you. They supply you with valuable nutrients.’
‘So would drinking dragon blood, but that doesn’t mean people do. Look, I know you lived in Yaman and they practice all sorts of mad-yet-beneficial things. But… my parents? They let me eat stewed apples and nothing else for a year and a half, because they didn’t think it was right to set rules on eating habits.’
The voice is reasonable enough, but one look at the mulish set of Uline’s mouth and Kel knows that this battle of wills is almost lost. Changing tact, her shoulders sink, hair falling down over her face.
‘Okay then,’ she says, in what she hopes is a plaintive voice. ‘I wanted to surprise you, but since you aren’t going to eat it, I’ll just tell you now. I cooked it myself. Especially for you…’
Glancing up through her bangs she sees Uline’s eyes narrow as she takes a fork and spears a piece of courgette into her mouth.
‘No, you don’t have to eat it if it’s so distasteful to you,’ and she is impressed at the way her voice wobbles as she picks up the plate.
‘No, I want to eat it. It’s so…’ Uline, lost for words, is as rare a sight as constellations at noon, but apparently, vegetables will do it ‘… healthy without being disgusting. Mmmm-mmmmm.’
Only when her plate is clean does she let herself glare at Kel properly, balling her napkin up along with her fist.
‘That,’ she says, ‘was a dirty trick.’
‘Well just think of it this way,’ says Kel, consolingly. ‘All the nutrients will help you plan your revenge that much faster.’
Rating: G
Length: 335
Competitor: Uline
Round: 1/H
Summary: In which Uline hates vegetables, and Kel is cunning.
‘You aren’t serious.’
Kel crosses her arms, standing across the doorway.
‘I shouldn’t have to be. You should already know better.’
Rolling her eyes heavenward, Uline crosses her own arms, leaning back and away from the table.
‘You know, I had heard how you Mindelans were about vegetables, but this is just ridiculous.’
‘They’re good for you. They supply you with valuable nutrients.’
‘So would drinking dragon blood, but that doesn’t mean people do. Look, I know you lived in Yaman and they practice all sorts of mad-yet-beneficial things. But… my parents? They let me eat stewed apples and nothing else for a year and a half, because they didn’t think it was right to set rules on eating habits.’
The voice is reasonable enough, but one look at the mulish set of Uline’s mouth and Kel knows that this battle of wills is almost lost. Changing tact, her shoulders sink, hair falling down over her face.
‘Okay then,’ she says, in what she hopes is a plaintive voice. ‘I wanted to surprise you, but since you aren’t going to eat it, I’ll just tell you now. I cooked it myself. Especially for you…’
Glancing up through her bangs she sees Uline’s eyes narrow as she takes a fork and spears a piece of courgette into her mouth.
‘No, you don’t have to eat it if it’s so distasteful to you,’ and she is impressed at the way her voice wobbles as she picks up the plate.
‘No, I want to eat it. It’s so…’ Uline, lost for words, is as rare a sight as constellations at noon, but apparently, vegetables will do it ‘… healthy without being disgusting. Mmmm-mmmmm.’
Only when her plate is clean does she let herself glare at Kel properly, balling her napkin up along with her fist.
‘That,’ she says, ‘was a dirty trick.’
‘Well just think of it this way,’ says Kel, consolingly. ‘All the nutrients will help you plan your revenge that much faster.’