Hi, guys! This is my first - and hopefully successful - attempt at writing an all-dialogue fic. Notice the characters: Ian and Dan, so no, this is not Amian fluff. Besides, I don't even ship anything, so. . . don't hope for any type of fluff. Anyways, this is basically a night at a family reunion, and Ian and Dan happen to meet each other on the balcony.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own the 39 Clues, because if I did, there would be no such thing as Amian, Jamy, or Evamy.
Nice, Logic, and Names
Summary: "Have you ever thought of being nice?"/"You can't talk to logic"/"Farewell . . . Dan." "Bye . . . Kabra."
"Have you ever thought of being nice to anyone?"
"No."
"Really?"
"Really."
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"Wow . . ."
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"Well, I'm sure youhaven't thought of being nice to anyone."
"Huh? What were we talking about again? Oh, right, being nice. And, yeah, I actually have thought of being nice."
"To whom?"
"You."
"To me?"
"Yes, to you. Now, don't get me wrong; just 'cause I thought of it, it doesn't mean it's actually happened, Cobra."
"I can tell, Daniel. But I wonder—why would you even think about something like that?"
"Amy asked me—"
"When?"
"—Right before the reunion—"
"To be nice to me?"
"Ugh! If you'd just let me finish, then maybe you could get the answers you want. Anyway, she said, 'Can't you at least think about being nice to our relatives, Dan? Please?' And I went, 'Fine.'But that's all I did: think about it. For two seconds."
"Of course."
"Why am I even talking to you?"
"I don't see anyone else that you can hold a conversation with, and you seem to unable to stop talking."
"I've always hated you."
"Why, thank you."
"I was talkingto logic, Cobra."
"You can't talkto logic, Daniel."
"You just don't how and don't want to admit it. And even if you did know how, it's not like you're cool enough to be able to do it."
"Well, considering the fact that you have no logic or any idea how to use logic, I can't blame you for thinking that you can talk to it."
"Whatever. You just wish you could. Me and Amy did win the Clue Hunt, remember? Anyway, I'm sleepy. Even ninjas need sleep."
"Well then, farewell . . . Dan."
"Bye . . . Kabra."
"I'd prefer that you call me Ian."
"I'll stick to Kabra, thanks."
"You never change, Dan . . . iel."
"I'm not yelling right now, thank you very much."
I always imagine Dan snickering and then saying that.
So how was it? Like I mentioned in my other A/N, this is my first all-dialogue fic, so it might stink. But I'll never know what you think unless you review! So try and see if you're awesome enough to be able to do that. XD
~Lills
P.S. BTW, I gobble up CC the way I'd gobble up a box of white chocolate. ;)