A/N: So… Drake is apparently going to be in my backyard tonight. I should probably explain that my backyard is a music theater, and I don't have tickets. Whatever, Grey's anatomy is on tonight, I'll survive.
"What are you doing?"
Clare tried not to be bothered by the complete lack of response. "This is really happening right now?"
Both boys were locked eye to eye in what they most likely assumed was the most important stare down of their lives, and when they would get into another tomorrow or the day after, that one would take the place. The cycle was meaningless, as was this argument.
"Eli!" he didn't answer. Clare poked his shoulder. His eyes remained locked on his opponent, fists clenched on the table, and a smirk made out of pure narcissism was worn on his face. Clare poked harder.
"Whoa whoa whoa," Adam yelled as he ran up to Clare to pull her away. "I leave to get snacks and I come back to find you trying to end the most epic stare down of all time? Step away from the champions!"
Clare was mildly disturbed by Adam's enthusiasm. "All they are doing is staring at each other," Clare explained slowly.
"Duh. It is a duel of honor in which both sides express their awesome spectating skills," Adam said, clearly excited to discover the winner.
"I am so uncomfortable with this," Clare said with a shudder.
Adam rolled his eyes. "This is your fault anyways," he told her. Clare feigned confusion knowing exactly how Adam had traced the events back to her. "Maybe you should stop telling Eli about… anything that has to do with a guy that isn't him."
"I didn't tell him! Maybe he should stop being a snoop!" Clare and Adam stopped arguing for a moment to laugh at the ridicules notion of Eli not snooping, especially in concerns with Clare.
"I'm offended," Eli said from his position at the table. His eye's never left his adversary.
"Isn't there a way you could end this were both of you win so that we can all get on with our lives?" Clare begged. Adam shook his head viciously, clearly devastated by the concept of a tie.
"The lady has a point, and I have places to be. What are your terms?"
"Stay away from my girlfriend," Eli said simply. "And yours?"
"Stay away from my car," Declan said.
The two nodded, stood, and shook hands before either one blinked. Declan tipped an imaginary hat to Clare and Adam before strolling away. Eli wrapped his arm around Clare.
"That was pointless," Clare said.
"Not really, we both got something out of it," Eli explained. "He's actually a worthy opponent."
"Just promise me no rematches."
A/N: I'm glad someone out there enjoys my stories (Black Cat Bastet :D)
So it was requested that not only do I post the other story I had done for the Eli/Declan showdown, but that I make a sequel to the last one. So I killed two birds with one stone and changed the ending of the alternate to make it a sequel (which actually made it better), I hope that works for you escaperealityforawhile, and to answer your other question, I will be writing another story that has actual plot and everything! (I'm excited) but I should warn that it will not be a comedy, it's actually rather angst-y :/ I just don't know when I'll post it because I really want it to come out well, so I have been editing the first chapter a lot, and that's the only one I have even worked on yet, although the story is completely mapped out.