Green Eggs and Ham
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Riviera. In fact, I'm only writing this because of a dare/exchange/uh… thing with Whitewash. The original story idea came from a picture by my buddy Shadowednavi. Long live the Purple Tree!
Cierra could not believe what she had just heard.
It was blasphemy. Sheer blasphemy.
And besides, where had Serene's parents raised her? In a barn?
Even if they had—that did not excuse what Serene had just said.
It was the ultimate sin.
"What's up with you?" Serene was asking now, scratching the tip of her ear. "You're hyperventilating and you look purple."
Cierra took a deep breath and tried to convince herself not to burst out screaming.
She failed.
"It's Green Eggs and HAM!"
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Serene didn't know why it was such a big deal.
Cierra had always been the eccentric one. But throwing a tantrum over her not remembering the title of a kid's book?
Please!
"Yeah, yeah, whatever."
Cierra just stared at her with a mad glint in her eyes. "You do NOT belittle the masterful works of Dr. Seuss!"
"Uh… 'masterful'? It's a kiddy book, Cierra. Who cares about kiddy books?"
"It is NOT just a kiddy book!" Cierra ranted, waving her arms in the air and so flush-faced that Serene decided she truly fit her moniker of "Scarlet Witch". "It's a classic! It's a part of modern culture! It's a gift, a precious gift imparted to our generation by one of the most talented minds in HISTORY!"
"It's a kiddy book." Serene shook her head at her old friend. "And I don't care about books. So just chill and stop babbling about the merits of Green Ham and Cheese."
"Green. EGGS. And. HAM!" Cierra huffed indignantly.
"So what? Books are stupid."
"Books are LIFE! You do not belittle LIFE!"
"You need a life."
"You need to READ!"
"Reading bores me!"
"Well, then, let's see how boring you find THIS!"
Cierra grabbed a nearby cushion and pitched it at Serene.
Although the young Arc dodged the blow, she came up with a wicked grin and wiggling eyebrows.
"Oh, it's on NOW!"
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Ein was worried.
Ein was very worried.
Ein had heard squeaks, squeals, the tinkle of breaking glass, thumps, and general sounds of battle coming from the back room for a while now.
A little afraid of what he was going to find, Ein pushed the door open and peered in.
The sofa had been pushed up against the wall, books had fallen from their shelves to carpet the floor, picture frames were hanging at crazy angles, a nearby vase had shattered and was dripping water and flowers on the carpet, and cushions were flung against the walls and everything big and conspicuous that someone might duck behind.
In the middle of the room were the perpetrators.
Cierra and Serene were wrestling on the floor, giddy and giggly, play-slapping each other and squealing in pitched voices about green eggs and ham.
They looked more turned on than anything else.
"Er… do I wanna know…?" Ein asked aloud, staring at them with upraised eyebrows.
Noticing him, the girls burst into helpless laughter and sprawled all over each other, Cierra covering her face and Serene smacking the floor.
"Uh… okay… no. No I don't."
Ein left and closed the door behind him, deciding that his time was better spent away from the general insanity Serene and Cierra wreaked wherever they went.
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