The Musings of Sorcerers

by Jaselin

This is a series of unconnected drabbles of about 200 words or less. First up, Dave asks Balthazar a rather strange question, and Balthazar learns Dave is more devious than he previously thought.

1. What is it now?

"What is it Dave?" Balthazar snapped.

"Huh? I didn't ask you anything."

"You've been staring at the same spot in the Incatus for the last hour, and every time you think I 'm not looking your staring at me. What is it?"

"It's just a stupid question . . ."

"There are no stupid questions Dave."

"Seriously Balthazar, it's not important."

"Ask the Question David." Balthazar voice was acquiring a somewhat threatening edge now.

"Well, you'd been searching for me since 740 right? And that whole time you were waiting for Veronica."

Balthazar nodded in confirmation.

"And in the Middle Ages you didn't, well, do anything until you were married right?"

"That wasn't always true, but generally yes. Why?"

Dave allowed himself a small smile. "So , does that make you a 1300 year old virgin ?"

He paid for it dearly later on, but he couldn't help but laugh when

Balthazar's jaw dropped down to his chest.