Words of Wisdom
E/O Drabble Challenge, word: bra
Summary: It's not easy to be a prophet of the Lord. It's even more challenging to be his protector from time to time.
A/N: Happy Valentine's to all of you. If you want to make a special gift… think about an encyclopedia, it's more sustainable than chocolate :-) Oh, and somehow the topic grew to 200 words – on the dot. 2 days too late. Soooorry :x
The figure crouched over the ancient tablet growled in frustration.
"The curl of a unicorn, tears of a Tibetan monk, one ounce of a bra… – damn, how the hell am I supposed to translate one half of a friggin' crossword?"
He hit the table in frustration.
"Bracelet?" Garth suggested gingerly.
"Bracer? Brachiopod? Bracken fern? Bradawl? Braid? Brahman's brain?"
"What are you?" Kevin asked, secretly reaching for the flask of holy water.
"Walking talking dictionary?"
Garth grinned, shrugging.
"My granny taught me reading with her old encyclopedia. I kinda learned the thing by heart."
Kevin gaped at the hunter slack-jawed. He still considered to open the flask when the theme of Ghostbusters filled the air.
Garth fished a cellphone out of his baggy jeans.
"Hey guys, how's it going?
Nah, everything's hunky-dory. Kevin and I are just figuring out what 'bra' might mean."
Roaring laughter oozed from his cell.
"I don't think God was referring to – what? Open tip bra? Why…"
Red dots started to bloom on his pale features.
"Yep, got it. We'll keep you posted. Bye."
For hours the only sound in the room where chuckling fits, while Garth sat in deep meditation, trying to regain his mental balance.