Hullo everyone!
Isn't it great that I'm still here? (It's been forever, hasn't it?)
This was one of the many drabbles-fics-I don't know what the pho these are I wrote awhile ago.
"What does that mean?" Aran asked.
"What do you mean 'what does that mean?'" Luminous retorted, wondering how low a warrior's IQ could go.
"What you said before!" she was yelling now.
"I'm pretty sure you're yelling over nothing," the light mage told her," and all I said before you started getting all mouthy with me was 'that's a piece of cake.'"
"Yes, that!" Aran said as if she was a child who was about to receive a new toy. "What does it mean?"
"Do you need to know what it means to stay alive?" he snidely inquired.
"No, but thanks to that phrase, plus some frosting on my face, yes, I need to know: so I know whether or not YOU should live."
The white-haired man ran for his life after hearing those words.
Rate! Review! Why are there so many exclamations points!
I understand that this is sorta dialogue-heavy; I did that on purpose.
Hope you liked it!