Hello! I just came home from a weeklong school camp at Canberra, Australia's capital. We had to take a bus. A bus from Brisbane to Canberra. Any Aussie would know how long that is (clue- it's really long). Anyway, the trip takes over a day, and I was one of the few people who could not fall asleep on the crap 'country' roads. And I had to share a room with nine other girls who seriously need a lesson in hygiene. Seriously, I woke up one morning it somebody else's bra on my face! And they wouldn't stop talking in the middle of the night. No matter how many death threats I used (and some were quite creative, might I add), they just giggled and talked and whispered. So right now, I haven't slept in about two days straight, my not-yet stepbrother's best friend got hit by a train, my Granny's sick, as well as my Grandpa, and I have a killer of a headache.
But enough about me. The story- Yes, well. It has come to my attention that I have been uploading all of my Skulduggery Pleasant oneshots separately. So I thought- I should just put them all in one story. And- TA DAA! This was born. So, basically, oneshots. Different pairings, different emotions and genres (though, knowing me, most will be romantic).
Enjoy!
"Skulduggery!" Valkyrie burst into her partner's house on Cemetery road. Her dark hair was messy and in knots, and she appeared to be in her pyjamas. The desperate, somewhat pained look on her face caught the skeleton's attention as he walked slowly into the front room. "Why, hello, Valkyrie. What are you doing in your ever-so charming night clothes?" Valkyrie just glared, in too much of a hurry to be embarrassed at her short shorts and tank top that said 'GR8NBED'. She pushed her way past him. "Quiet, you. I need to pee bad." Skulduggery stared after her as she ran to the bathroom, slamming the door behind her in her rush. A few minutes later, he heard the sound of the toilet flushing and soon the door opened to reveal a much more relaxed Valkyrie. Without a word, she went and sat on Skulduggery's favourite seat, practically melting into it and placing his hat over her face in an attempt to block out the light. After a moment, Skulduggery broke the silence. "Forgive me if I'm wrong, but doesn't your house have a toilet?"
Snorting humourlessly, Valkyrie peeked up at him. "It's broken. Won't flush. And some other crap. Anyway, the plumber said it would cost an ungodly amount, so they're waiting it out until they save up. We have to spend as much time out of the house as possible, but I have to sleep there." Looking at the clock on the table beside her, she groaned, and muttered something about 'two-A-fucking-M'.
"Well, I best be going. Don't want Catherine to get too suspicious. Seriously," she whined as she got up. "Little sisters are annoying. She's only twelve, for Christ's sake! Ugh, I shouldn't have let my parents talk me into not moving out." Grabbing her car keys, Valkyrie cast one look at Skulduggery, who had gone back to meditating. Scowling, she look gave him a rude hand gesture, walking out the door still wearing his hat. Picking it off her head, she threw it in the air a few times before throwing it Frisbee style, making it land on his chimney with the air. "That'll teach him to not listen to my rants."