Author note: I do not own the Last Story...or any of the characters...

So, this is basically my Modern AU take on the characters, in the same universe as the oneshot 'Stupid Novels and Storytelling.' There will be OCs put in this fic later on, I will warn you, but only five. Hopefully. XD

Warning: randomness, craziness, swearing, violence, various pairings

Constructive Criticism would be great, and I hope that you read, review and enjoy! Thanks! XD

Pages of Life

Fried Chicken and Health Concerns

Summary: In which Callista doesn't want to eat the fried chicken, and Zesha and Zepha are trying to persuade her. Sadly, this ends up with a crotch-kicking to one of the two brothers and the need to apologize for accidentally insulting Calista.

Zepha pushed the plate towards her.

"Just eat the chicken."

Callista shook her head, pushing the plate of fried chicken away. "No. I...I can't."

Zesha gave her a bewildered look. "Why!?" He asked exasperatedly, completely confused. "You were eating fried chicken three weeks ago, and now you won't even touch any fries...or hamburgers or anything. What's going on?"

She gave him a look, as if saying Are you stupid?

"Do you think I'm going to eat something with a gazillion calories?"

Zepha groaned at this, face-palming himself. "You have got to be kidding me-the dieting thing? Again?"

Calista was friends with the brothers Zesha Stryker and Zepha Stryker, sons of the lawyer Zangurak Stryker. This might be odd, considering that some of the people in Lazulis City thought them to be kind of weird and stuff. Calista, though, was cool with them...eighty-five to ninety percent of the time.

Today was not the eighty-five to ninety percent of the time.

"What?" Calista responded, glaring at him. "Unlike both of you who can probably sweat it off in a few hours, it takes me days to get it off..."

"Then just work out more often." Zepha muttered. "And eat healthy. It's not like you're getting fat or anything-"

Calista promptly kicked him in the crotch, obviously pissed off at him eluding to her possibly gaining weight even though he didn't mean it, and left the table. Zesha face-palmed himself while Zepha was groaning in pain.

"Brother." He muttered quietly. "Never elude to calling a woman fat. Ever."

She refused to eat with them.

Well, it was pretty obvious why. But still, both brothers were becoming increasingly concerned for her. They didn't want her to deprive herself of something so tasty as fried chicken, but Zepha didn't want to get kicked in the crotch again.

So, the brothers tried to think of ways to convince her.

"We could sue her!"

"Brother, just because our adoptive father Zangurak is a lawyer does not mean we can sue her for not eating fried chicken! That's just really absurd and ridiculous!"

"But then what do we do...? Talk with her again?"

Zepha shrugged. "Well, yeah. I can't think of anything else."

Zesha gave him a look. "And apologize for implying the insult of calling her fat."

"But I didn't mean to-"

Zesha gave him another look. Zepha let out a scowl.

"Fine..."

"We're sorry." Zesha spoke quietly. The two were awkwardly standing by her as she sat in the mall, eating a beef and vegetable stir-fry she bought from the food court.

Calista raised an eyebrow, pausing in eating the stir fry. "Sorry for what?"

"Sorry for implying that I called you fat as well as bashing you earlier for your choice of not eating fried chicken." Zepha responded. He winced, looking downwards and closing his eyes, praying that he wouldn't be kicked in the crotch again. "I mean it. I really mean it. Please don't hurt me..."

Calista let out a sigh, putting her fork of stir-fry down to face them. "Look, I'm glad that you two came here to apologize, but you've got to respect my choices. Just because I'm staving off fried chicken for a while doesn't mean I'll do it forever, and if I do it's my choice." She then blushed a bit. "Though I guess the crotch-kicking might have been uncalled for, so I'm sorry about that..."

Zepha shook his head, blushing slightly. "No, it's fine, I probably deserved that. Scratch that, I really deserved that. It was rude of me..."

"And rude of me as well to bash you for your choices. My apologies as well." Zesha muttered quietly, also blushing slightly.

There was an awkward pause, before Zepha spoke up.

"Erm, do you want to go out with us tonight, Calista? Our adoptive dad's not home again, so we could go out for pizza or something."

Calista paused, before blushing. "...Honestly, I think I'm already craving fried chicken again."

Zesha chuckled a bit. "Then I suppose it's fried chicken tonight..."