Okay so I wrote this on a fanfiction quiz game (you write down 10 characters and answer questions). One of the questions tol me to write a short (20 word) fic about numbers 2 and 6. Well, as you can see, this is a bit more than 20 words. I decided to post it because it amused me and I didn't want it to go to waste!
Clary was wandering around a busy ballroom; it was the annual fantasy characters party. She was looking for her friends when she bumped into a young man, Septimus Heap. He turns to her and asks, "Will you dance with me?"
Clary blushes, but responds with a nod. Septimus takes Clary and whirls her around for several songs before motioning towards the doors that lead outside.
"It's a beautiful night," Clary says, staring dreamily off a balcony.
"The sky is not the only thing that is beautiful," Sep says meaningfully. Clary smiles and moves forward to take his hands in hers. Septimus wrenches away, but he explains to Clary's hurt face, "It's not that I don't like you; it's that my book is written for 10 year olds who can't handle romance."
"Oh," Clary looks down before continuing, "What is your world like?"
"Well, I'm the apprentice to the ExtraOrdinary Wizard, Marcia. I study Magyk."
Clary's face was horrified. "Jace always told me that magic was evil!"
"It can be, but I'm not evil," Septimus protested, "Who is this Jace anyway?"
"I'm sorry, but I can't do this," Clary ran off.
Septimus sighed, watching Clary disappear, and thought, I never even learned her name. Oh well, I should get back before Marcia beheads me; it's already past my bedtime.
Clary belongs to Cassandra Clare and Septimus and Marcia belong to Angie Sage.
PS: Please review!