A Booklight Story by WickedTigerlily (wickedtigerlily@yahoo.com)
"Chapel, how long have you been with the Church?" Zazie asked curiously, climbing up into the chair next to his tall colleague.
"I was chosen when I was but a child," Chapel answered tersely.
Zazie looked down at the Bible Chapel was reading in the dark room, and the bright light that danced along the verses.
"So I guess you've never heard of novelty items?"
Chapel looked up from his book.
"Of course I have. Who do you think gave Wolfwood that portable confessional?"
The short Gung Ho Gun squelched the laughter that threatened to bubble
up, his eyes never leaving the booklight in Chapel's hands. "My mistake.
Sorry, Chapel," Zazie giggled as he hopped off the chair, "By the way,
where did you get that booklight?" I wonder where a priest would
get a penis booklight…
"Wolfwood sent it to me. Why do you ask?"
The blonde grinned and shrugged.
"No reason," he scampered off to find Dominique, "Bye, Chapel!"
"What a strange child," Chapel muttered to himself as he turned another
page and began to read another verse.