A/N: I am NOT a Kel/Neal shipper. She is just acting sisterly and maybe predicting the future Yukihinthint
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or the song. The characters are owned by Tamora Pierce and the song is owned by Daniel Powter.
Bad Day
It was just another day in the life of Keladry of Mindelan. Neal was carping away about some gorgeous court lady who had broken his heart. "He would never be the same", at least that's what he had told her. But Kel knew better.
Where is the moment when we need it the most?
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
They tell me your blue sky's faded to grey
They tell me your passion's gone away
And I don't need no carrying on
Sure he could seem broken hearted as well as any player, but Kel knew that none of those grand court ladies were the ones for him. He would find her someday. He just needed to blow out some steam and let the gray days come and go.
You stand in the line just to hit a new low
You're faking a smile with the coffee to go
You tell me your life's been way off line
You're falling to pieces every time
And I don't need no carrying on
Why had she decided to be a knight instead of a glorious court lady? If she had been a court lady, she wouldn't have had to listen to Neal and the other boys complain and mope about the graceful court ladies. Well there was the thing about having to listen to the galling court ladies gossip about the handsome squire's heart they had broken.
Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
You know what, maybe it was better that Kel was off to become a knight. There was no way she could keep up with the court intrigue of the glamorous court ladies. That would just make some bad days into bad lifetimes.
Well you need a blue sky holiday
The point is they laugh at what you say
And I don't need no carrying on
How had her carping about Neal's carping changed her thoughts so dramatically? Guess it goes to show you that bad days can turn into something completely different, although Kel wasn't sure what kind of day it was today.
You had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
The camera don't lie
You're coming back down and you really don't mind
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
Coming back from day dreaming, Kel noticed Neal was still going on and on. "Why don't we do something fun? Something none of those gruesome court ladies would ever like to do. How about we spar with my glaive? I'll use the real one but you can use the practice one."
Sometimes the system goes on the blink and the whole thing it turns out
Wrong
You might not make it back and you know that you could be well oh that
Strong
Well I'm not wrong
"Umm…why do all the fun things you always suggest, make me feel like I'm going to get hurt?" Neal asked, forgetting about the grief-some court ladies.
So where is the passion when you need it the most?
Oh you and I
You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost
"Probably because you will." Kel said already heading towards her room to get her glaive. She could already notice his spark come back. She didn't even have to get Merric to sing some stupid song to make him laugh this time. He must be growing up. She thought. That thought was kind of terrifying, considering the generous amount of court ladies willing to snag the sole heir to the Queenscove land and wealth.
Cause you had a bad day
You're taking one down
You sing a sad song just to turn it around
You say you don't know
You tell me don't lie
You work at a smile and you go for a ride
You had a bad day
You see what you like
And how does it feel, one more time
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
You had a bad day
He'll probably just smile and bear it. Then he'll forget all about the former lady and go after another. Then we'll go through the bad day again, in this never ending cycle. Maybe I should knock him a little harder with my glaive then usual. That boy needs some sense knocked into his head.
A/N: This was just a story I found when I was looking through my files that I wrote a while ago, which is why it's not that great. I read through it to try to change some things, but to make it better I would have had to start at the beginning. Oh well, I hope you liked it.