OK, the thing about this part, is in the beginning of this story, it was taking during a time where this was coming out a writing style I'd never written before. What happened was it started switching POVS a bit -- something that someone complained about to me. So by Part C (Which is in the works right now) I've found a middle ground so I don't have to switch between first and third POV.^_^
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TITLE:Burnt Marshmellows
PART:B
BY:Mandy
ALL OTHER STATS SEE LAST PART
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(POV:Quatre)
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"Well, I'm glad to see you remember my name," I smile at him, happy to see my old friend. Somewhat giddy from the happiness and utter shock of it all, I almost don't hear his next words.
"Quatre, what are you doing here?!" He asks, his cheeks flushing hot with embarrassment, I guess from finding out I was the one he called a lazy bastard. " And o-of c-course I remember your name, " He stutters out. "Why wouldn't I? I-it hasn't been *that* long."
"just a year or two. " I nod. "But that's too long to not see an old friend. I thought maybe I was forgettable." I say teasingly."What with an exciting new life and all."
"It isn't that exciting." He runs a hand through his bangs and tries not to look at me. I just frown inside at his embarrassment, but I 'm careful not to show any of that outwards as I keep a small cheerful smile plastered on my face.
How can I get him to look at me? I wonder. It'd obviously take something quite drastic- something that would embarrass me in turn. But, that's a small price to pay, I decide, and gather up all of my wits and courage to be able to do this.
When I come back to reality from my brief "thinking phase out of reality"moment, he's looking at me, but true to my luck, he looks away as soon as I look back. I groan. Great. Now I actually have to do it.
I lean in closer to him, and poke him. "Of *course* it's exciting! It's a delivery job. Don't tell me all the stories aren't true?You get to travel all over, see new places in your city you never knew existed! Of course, some you don't exactly want to see, but that's a small price to pay for..." I lower my voice to a suggestive undertone, while I mentally hit myself with a mallet for even thinking of doing this. "...the women."
We both sit there, staring at each other, embarrassed out of our minds. But at least I have victory - he's looking at me.
He swallows, and after a three minute silence, says in a calm, flat voice..."Nahh, it's pretty boring."
And looks away again.
My cheeks flush hot with fury at him for looking away again. Why the hell is earlier so embarrassing to him? So he got in a fight. So what? He has before too. So he called me a lazy bastard. So what? He didn't know it was me... Right?
I'm also severely pissed at myself, because my plan didn't work. On second thought, it *was* pretty kinda weak . Without giving myself time to have second thoughts, I lean in real close and whisper in a consperatory tone (while further completing my "so embarrassed I could kill myself" mode in the process)...
"C'mon, don't tell me you never took a long lunch to...eat something besides lunch?"
His eyes nearly bug out of his head, and I freeze right on the spot when I hear from above..
"uh, Maganac-sama?" Rasid sweatdrops."Am I interrupting something?"
I scutter back at least five feet, and in the process, fall down in a rather bad position, twisting my wrist in the process and landing on my butt. I sweatdrop considerably, and just look up at Rasid, embarrassed out of my mind.
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Rasid wished he hadn't come back as he looked down at the two violently embarrassed young boys, one of which was his boss. If only one of the kittens hadn't escaped.... He wouldn't be in this situation right now.
But the cat had escaped, and he was here, and he had to fix the situation now for Quatre-sama. He wouldn't feel right if he didn't, and besides-this was too priceless to not stick around.
"Do you need help up, Maganac-sama?" Rasid asked his boss, as the other boy got up. Rasid wondered if Quatre's wrist was okay - he seemed to have landed on it rather hard.
Quatre shook his head, and the red flush across his face deepened. he got up slowly and carefully, biting his lip to lower his reaction to a wince. Ultra pain came from putting weight on his wrist to help him up. He stared at Duo once he was up, and sweatdropped."Uh, Duo?"
"Huh?" Duo looked at Quatre, still embarrassed and tried to not make eye contact.
"Y-Your pants..." Quatre sweatdropped, and discreetly kept his eyes looking at the sky as he held out his coat.
Duo didn't understand at first, but the fact quickly registered when Rasid grinned at him.
"Better cover up, " Rasid grinned. "Everyone can see your sissy butt. Oh,and hearts? Nice boxers choice, Maxwell. Nice. I'm totally convinced of your manhood now. Really. I am."
"Rasid!" Quatre scolded him."That's not nice!"
"B-but...."
"Rasid, " Quatre said firmly,"This man is a friend of mine, as are you. I don't like it when my friends fight for poor reasons. So, please don't fight. " Quatre gave him sweet, big, giant puppy dog eyes. "Please?"
"Alright." Rasid said gruffly, and gave Duo a look which plainly said -"I'll get you for this later."
"Thank you, Rasid." Quatre smiled and looked at Duo. "Are you -- "
He never got any past that. The words choked in his throat as he looked at the wrong time and got a *very* good view of Duo's mostly naked butt. Rasid stared at his boss as Quatre turned completely red - more red than he thought was humanly possible, and Rasid sighed. He didn't want to have to cover up two things that the public wouldn't want to see...
'Course, Rasid had an extremely vulgar mind...So he probably didn't have to.But he didn't take any chances as he pushedboth very embarrassed boys towards the car.
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Whew! Part C soon, hopefully. What do you guys think of this part?
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TITLE:Burnt Marshmellows
PART:B
BY:Mandy
ALL OTHER STATS SEE LAST PART
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(POV:Quatre)
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"Well, I'm glad to see you remember my name," I smile at him, happy to see my old friend. Somewhat giddy from the happiness and utter shock of it all, I almost don't hear his next words.
"Quatre, what are you doing here?!" He asks, his cheeks flushing hot with embarrassment, I guess from finding out I was the one he called a lazy bastard. " And o-of c-course I remember your name, " He stutters out. "Why wouldn't I? I-it hasn't been *that* long."
"just a year or two. " I nod. "But that's too long to not see an old friend. I thought maybe I was forgettable." I say teasingly."What with an exciting new life and all."
"It isn't that exciting." He runs a hand through his bangs and tries not to look at me. I just frown inside at his embarrassment, but I 'm careful not to show any of that outwards as I keep a small cheerful smile plastered on my face.
How can I get him to look at me? I wonder. It'd obviously take something quite drastic- something that would embarrass me in turn. But, that's a small price to pay, I decide, and gather up all of my wits and courage to be able to do this.
When I come back to reality from my brief "thinking phase out of reality"moment, he's looking at me, but true to my luck, he looks away as soon as I look back. I groan. Great. Now I actually have to do it.
I lean in closer to him, and poke him. "Of *course* it's exciting! It's a delivery job. Don't tell me all the stories aren't true?You get to travel all over, see new places in your city you never knew existed! Of course, some you don't exactly want to see, but that's a small price to pay for..." I lower my voice to a suggestive undertone, while I mentally hit myself with a mallet for even thinking of doing this. "...the women."
We both sit there, staring at each other, embarrassed out of our minds. But at least I have victory - he's looking at me.
He swallows, and after a three minute silence, says in a calm, flat voice..."Nahh, it's pretty boring."
And looks away again.
My cheeks flush hot with fury at him for looking away again. Why the hell is earlier so embarrassing to him? So he got in a fight. So what? He has before too. So he called me a lazy bastard. So what? He didn't know it was me... Right?
I'm also severely pissed at myself, because my plan didn't work. On second thought, it *was* pretty kinda weak . Without giving myself time to have second thoughts, I lean in real close and whisper in a consperatory tone (while further completing my "so embarrassed I could kill myself" mode in the process)...
"C'mon, don't tell me you never took a long lunch to...eat something besides lunch?"
His eyes nearly bug out of his head, and I freeze right on the spot when I hear from above..
"uh, Maganac-sama?" Rasid sweatdrops."Am I interrupting something?"
I scutter back at least five feet, and in the process, fall down in a rather bad position, twisting my wrist in the process and landing on my butt. I sweatdrop considerably, and just look up at Rasid, embarrassed out of my mind.
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Rasid wished he hadn't come back as he looked down at the two violently embarrassed young boys, one of which was his boss. If only one of the kittens hadn't escaped.... He wouldn't be in this situation right now.
But the cat had escaped, and he was here, and he had to fix the situation now for Quatre-sama. He wouldn't feel right if he didn't, and besides-this was too priceless to not stick around.
"Do you need help up, Maganac-sama?" Rasid asked his boss, as the other boy got up. Rasid wondered if Quatre's wrist was okay - he seemed to have landed on it rather hard.
Quatre shook his head, and the red flush across his face deepened. he got up slowly and carefully, biting his lip to lower his reaction to a wince. Ultra pain came from putting weight on his wrist to help him up. He stared at Duo once he was up, and sweatdropped."Uh, Duo?"
"Huh?" Duo looked at Quatre, still embarrassed and tried to not make eye contact.
"Y-Your pants..." Quatre sweatdropped, and discreetly kept his eyes looking at the sky as he held out his coat.
Duo didn't understand at first, but the fact quickly registered when Rasid grinned at him.
"Better cover up, " Rasid grinned. "Everyone can see your sissy butt. Oh,and hearts? Nice boxers choice, Maxwell. Nice. I'm totally convinced of your manhood now. Really. I am."
"Rasid!" Quatre scolded him."That's not nice!"
"B-but...."
"Rasid, " Quatre said firmly,"This man is a friend of mine, as are you. I don't like it when my friends fight for poor reasons. So, please don't fight. " Quatre gave him sweet, big, giant puppy dog eyes. "Please?"
"Alright." Rasid said gruffly, and gave Duo a look which plainly said -"I'll get you for this later."
"Thank you, Rasid." Quatre smiled and looked at Duo. "Are you -- "
He never got any past that. The words choked in his throat as he looked at the wrong time and got a *very* good view of Duo's mostly naked butt. Rasid stared at his boss as Quatre turned completely red - more red than he thought was humanly possible, and Rasid sighed. He didn't want to have to cover up two things that the public wouldn't want to see...
'Course, Rasid had an extremely vulgar mind...So he probably didn't have to.But he didn't take any chances as he pushedboth very embarrassed boys towards the car.
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Whew! Part C soon, hopefully. What do you guys think of this part?
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