Pokers Are The Food Of Love
As always with my Teasus fics thanks to She Who Shines and Purple Peanutbutter. And to coffee-mill for all the lovely reviews. Also to My Immortal Soul-thank you for the review, hope you see this, wish you weren't anonymous so I could thank you properly. Welcome to the third instalment of my Teatime/Susan series (anyone who hasn't read 'Pokers, Swords and Lifetimers' or 'Inhumations, Educations and EyeRollings' doesn't need to, to understand this fic. But it might help). Right that's enough of me. Read and review-please?
There was so much Susan still didn't understand. She had mentioned this to Death on her last visit, in an unusual lapse of judgement.
WELL THE DISC IS VERY COMPLEX SUSAN. I'M NOT SURPRISED AND IT SHOULDN'T WORRY YOU. He had replied.
'I meant about Teatime, grandfather.'
AH. Death wasn't sure what else to say. He didn't understand anyone human, except for Albert, perhaps. Mainly because Albert's existence consisted of frying things, bitterness and gardening.
'I mean he can be so sweet sometimes and then he starts talking about death.'
WHAT'S WRONG WITH TALKING ABOUT ME? Death suddenly started paying a lot more attention. WHAT DOES HE SAY? IF IT'S NASTY...
Susan just stared. Did he really care if someone talked badly about him? He was Death. Most people were hardly positive on the subject. 'I mean that he talks about inhumations, or his knife. Not about you.'
OH. AND THIS ISN'T NORMAL BEHAVIOUR FOR A YOUNG MAN?
'No!'
THERE WAS NO NEED FOR THAT TONE. HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW? IT'S NOT AS THOUGH I'VE EVER COURTED ONE, NOW IS IT?
Susan glared. 'I should be going.'
Death was aware that he had said something wrong, although he had very little idea of what it was. Maybe it had been telling her not to worry about the infinite mysteries of the Disc.
ANOTHER CUP OF TEA WOULDN'T HURT, WOULD IT? OR WE COULD PLAY CHESS. I STILL HAVEN'T QUITE GOT THE HANG OF IT.
Susan relented a little. 'One game of chess. Then I really have to go.'
In case Teatime has inhumed anyone or anything whilst I was away.