He knew fear but he was not ruled by it. Until now. Connor sat on the floor and stared at his bed.
He bet things like this never happened to Robin. You want us all to write that happening, don't you?
Connor didn’t move. He wasn't entirely convinced he could or that if he did the world might start melting around him like a lost Dali painting.
I nearly copied the whole scene, but this, oh, this.
Carefully, he turned his head, just until he could see Kyle. He seemed to be squinting at the ceiling. "Did I put us here?" "You put you here. I put myself here." Kyle blinked. "All of that was English, but still, all I can think is, 'huh?'"
Is that what they called it. If this was progress, Connor wasn't sure he wanted to see Kyle in his cured state. "Mm." Connor, did you learn that "Mm" from Tim? Bee hee hee!
There's nothing cuter than men and kids, is there? *more giggling*
"Thanks, Tiger Woods!" One of the boys saluted him happily with a spoon and ran off to a table. OH GOD. *rolls upon the floor*
What about soiling his so— Nope. Definitely not thinking about it.
*cries with laughter*
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Date: 2005-06-22 07:40 pm (UTC)Among the many, many, MANY wonderful lines:
He knew fear but he was not ruled by it.
Until now.
Connor sat on the floor and stared at his bed.
He bet things like this never happened to Robin.
You want us all to write that happening, don't you?
Connor didn’t move. He wasn't entirely convinced he could or that if he did the world might start melting around him like a lost Dali painting.
I nearly copied the whole scene, but this, oh, this.
Carefully, he turned his head, just until he could see Kyle. He seemed to be squinting at the ceiling. "Did I put us here?"
"You put you here. I put myself here."
Kyle blinked. "All of that was English, but still, all I can think is, 'huh?'"
Is that what they called it. If this was progress, Connor wasn't sure he wanted to see Kyle in his cured state. "Mm."
Connor, did you learn that "Mm" from Tim? Bee hee hee!
There's nothing cuter than men and kids, is there? *more giggling*
"Thanks, Tiger Woods!" One of the boys saluted him happily with a spoon and ran off to a table.
OH GOD. *rolls upon the floor*
What about soiling his so—
Nope. Definitely not thinking about it.
*cries with laughter*
Incidentally, do NOT forget to pimp this to the appropriate communities and Livia's DCfic-guide. It deserves many, many MANY readers.