No Rhyme, No Reason

by Crow's Gamble

Rhyme is an intelligent girl who has an adage for every situation, but when her best friends include a reformed emo, a wannabe diva, and a dense lug of a brother, her tidbits of wisdom are constantly contradicted. Crackfic consisting of short conversations. Cover art credit goes to cutekitty5597.

11. Don't Judge a Book

Once again, Prof, this one goes out to you!

Chapter 11: Don't Judge a Book

"Hey, Rhyme…I think I have a problem."

"What's the matter, Beat?"

"It's this girl, yo! She keeps starin' at me and giggling and shit, but I really don't have any interest in her."

"Maybe you should give her a chance, Beat. After all, don't judge a book by its cover!"

"I thought you'd say something like that, so I looked her over and can safely say I am judgin' both the cover and the back."

"The back…you mean –"

"Yup. Her ass is flat as cardboard. No good."

"Err, just so we're clear, the back of a book is also called a 'back cover.' So despite your best intentions…you still judged her by her covers."

"Aw, really? Then what the hell am I supposed to judge a book by?"

"The content! You've gotta find value in people based on their inner qualities!"

"Ohhh! Wait, then wouldn't it have made more sense to say, 'it's not what's on the outside; it's what's on the inside?'"

"In retrospect…yes. I didn't expect you to connect the adage with your problem to begin with."

"You've gotta give me credit, Rhyme. I can be a genie when I really want to."

"…genius…"