AN: This time, I'm experimenting with a story just by sound and speech.
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"Polka, move over."
"Geez, why do I have to? There's a perfectly good spot in that armchair over there."
"Move."
"Why?"
"Now."
"No."
"Polka…"
"I can't take you seriously when you call me that, blehn!"
"Be careful where you put that tongue Polka, I might just make use of it."
"Why is it that everything that comes out of your mouth is perverted?"
"Hmmm, but your face seems to tell me that you like it..."
"I DO NOT!"
"I'm putting the movie in."
"Natsume! Don't ignore me!"
-sigh- "I couldn't ignore you even if I tried really really hard. You're so loud and obnoxious."
"…Meanie."
"Hn. Now move over."
"Alright, alright. What is it Natsume, you wanted to hold my hand through the scary parts or something?"
"You really shouldn't try to tease. Your face gets ugly."
"Jerk."
"Polka Dots."
"Geez…"
…
"Eek!!!!"
"Aren't you glad I sat next to you now?"
"Scary…"
"…Is my arm comfortable?"
-muffled- "Yes."
"…Mikan, it's over."
"Really?! Yay! Oh, Natsume, my hand…nevermind."
…
"Wow, that was a crappy ending."
"Really? I thought it was fun!"
"You would say that."
"Hehe, I guess so."
"Mikan."
"Hmm?"
"I –thunder crashes, lightning strikes, rain starts to pour-."
A lightning flash illuminates the comfortable dark room. At one end is a television, playing the credits to a recent film. A few armchairs and a couch are scattered around it. The light silhouettes two figures huddled closely together on the couch, bodies pressed flush against each other. Another flash ensues, highlighting all that surrounds them. It outlined a simple couple kissing tenderly after the taller one ushered something precious and sweet to the smaller one.
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AN: This started out strange several times, and only this time (after a gazillion and three rewrites) am I satisfied with it. How was that ending? Interesting? Boring? Bad?
Another thing. –gets tackled by pillowjellybeanrabbitearmonster-. Everyone, this is Sean. Sean is a pillowjellybeanrabbitearmonster that has become my mascot. Why? Because I want a mascot, and he's good motivation to keep writing my stories.
As always, review, don't review, it makes little difference to me. (Unless you're JK Rowling, in which case, please please please PLEASE review my story XD –gets pummeled by Sean-) Although Sean seems to like reviews… -gives thoughtful glance-
Savvy?
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