Silly Little Life

by xxWickedWench

"Life is a series of collisions with the future; it is not the sum of what we have been, but what we yearn to be." A series of random vignettes between Angel and Spot following after the events of CHESS, in no real order.

4. silly

SILLY LITTLE LIFE

CHAPTER FOUR

( prompt: "Stop it!" )

Angel sat quietly from her bench, watching Pip with wide, incredulous eyes. Race sat next to her, chewing his cigar. Both newsies sat in companionable silence, watching Piper as she flailed about.

"Look-look!" she crowed. "Race, it's a girl! And, oh look! It's a boy! Race, come look!"

"How long has she been like this?" Angel asked lightly, as Race handed over his book of matches to her when she pulled out a half-smoked cigarette from her pocket.

"A day, give or take. She hit her head hard, Ang," Race told his friend.

"She's acting like a complete lunatic," Angel said and then tiled her head. "Someone should stop her."

"Someone that cares about her," Race supplied.

"Someone that feels bad for her," Angel added.

The two friends exchanged a look. Race plucked the cigar from his mouth and then grinned. "Or we could just let her go on for a few more minutes."

Angel grinned. "I'm game."

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Teehee. This was fun to write. And I've missed writing Pip. She was a fun secondary character. Anybody else feel that way? :)

CTB!

xx Wicked