Eli: God, this story is getting hard for me to write. Writer's block needs
to go away permanently! If you like this chapter, review and tell me so.
-2 weeks later-
Sara walked into her apartment. It would have been a good day except the fact Dante had bee breathing down her neck all day long. She was highly tempted to activate the witchblade and thrust it into his chest where a heart is supposed to be.
She hung up her jacket and was about to go into her bedroom when she noticed a bunch of papers lying on the ground in front of her bedroom door. She bent down to pick them up and took a closer look. Then, she started to laugh. They were hand drawn pictures of Dante, which included one of him in an Easter bunny suit. Another one was him in a bright pink tutu. She was on the ground cracking up. The last piece of paper was a note addressed to her.
Sara,
I saw Dante making your life hell, so I thought you could use something to make you laugh. An additional use would be to make copies and pass them out at work. I'm sure he would fall desperately in love with you for doing so. Hope you feel better.
Ian
"Oh my God. I need to thank him." She went to the window to motion him to come in from the fire escape. She was surprised not to see him there, and then hit herself on the head. "Duh, Sara. He doesn't stalk you anymore." She picked up her phone and dialed up his cell phone.
"Hello?"
"Ian."
"Sara."
"I got your pictures."
"What did you think of them?"
"Beautiful, and I will take your advice and pass them out tomorrow."
"If Dante sees them, tell him the tutu makes him look fat for me."
"That I will. So, whatcha doin'?
"Reading."
"What are you reading?"
"Nothing you would be interested in."
"Try me."
"I don't want to."
"C'mon Ian, what are you reading?"
"Nightwing"
"Nightwing? Isn't that a comic book?"
"No. It's a graphic novel."
"Isn't a graphic novel a type of comic book?"
"Well, yes, but it's longer." He could hear Sara cracking up on the other end of the line. "What?"
"You read comics!"
"So!?"
"Mr. Bad ass, gothic, assassin Ian Nottingham reads comics!"
"Okay, first of all, I'm not gothic. I don't go around wearing black lipstick and eye liner talking about how much I would like to kill Britney Speares."
"Well, I agree about the Britney Speares thing. And you don't go around in the make up, but what about your nails?"
"That's not the same thing and you know it! Okay, second of all, I'm not an assassin anymore."
"Okay, but still, you read comics!"
"Lots of adults read comics!"
"Name one."
"Danny reads comics in his office when you're not around."
"No he doesn't."
"Yes he does. Tomorrow, check out the second drawer of his desk."
"I will. I'm going to bed. I'll call you tomorrow to tell you what a liar you are."
"All right. I'll be waiting for your call of confirmation that I am right."
"You're an egotistic bastard."
"And you're an untrusting shrew. Now get off the phone and let me finish reading."
"Fine, bye."
"Bye."
-Next day at the office-
"Hey, Pez! You want some coffee?"
"Yeah, Danny. Thanks."
"I'll be back." After he left, Sara went to Danny's desk and opened up the drawer. Nothing. "Ha, stupid ex-assassin." Right then, her cell went off.
"Pezzini."
""Hi Sara. You're looking in the wrong drawer."
"What?"
"Try the second drawer on the other side." Sara opened it to find an issue of Tomb Raider. "Oh God!"
"Told you so." Sara looked out the window trying to spot him.
"Why are you suddenly stalking me again?"
"I'm not. Just wanted to see the look on your face when you found the comic. I'll see you later. Bye."
"Bye."
"Hey, Sara. Here's your coffee."
"Thanks, Danny." She slightly giggled.
"What is so interesting in my desk that you would go through it in secret?"
"This." She pulled out the issue of Tomb Raider.
"Hey, give that back." He made a grab for the comic. Sara moved out of the way in time.
"Ahhhhhh. Does wise Asian master want his comic book back?"
"Yes he does. Now give it back." Jake came in.
"Hey, guys. What's that?"
"Danny's comic book."
"Comic book?"
"It's Tomb Raider!"
"Oh, it is? Which issue?"
"The new one for this month."
"Oh! Let me read it when you're done."
"All right." Sara gave Jake a confused/shocked look. He shrugged his shoulders.
"What? Lara Croft is hot!"
"You guys are perverted!"
"No, that's Jake. I read it for the plot."
"Yeah, Danny, whatever. So what do you want, Rookie?"
"Did you guys see the pictures goin' around?" Sara put on the most innocent face she could muster. "What pictures?"
"These pictures." He held up the copies of Ian's drawings. Sara started to crack up, again.
"What are those? Is that?"
"Yes, it is. He's furious. He's trying to snag all the copies."
"Well, snag me and Sara a few, will you?"
"Yeah sure. See ya." Jake walked out of the office laughing. Danny shut the door behind him.
"Pez?"
"Yeah?"
"You put out those pictures, didn't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I know you did."
"Fine. Guilty as charged."
"They're great. Where did you get them?"
"No where."
"Oh come on, these are really good. Where did you get them?"
"Nottingham."
"Nottingham?"
"He saw Dante giving me a bad time, so he drew me these to cheer me up."
"I like his work."
"He did something right."
"You still indecisive?"
"What do you mean?"
"You haven't made up your mind about him yet?"
"No."
"Which way are you leaning towards?"
"None of your business."
"You like him! I knew it!"
"I never admitted anything!"
"You don't have to. I can tell! C'mon Sara, admit it!"
"All right! I like him. Is that good enough? Can I get back to work?"
"Yeah, that's good enough. And Sara?"
"What?"
"Can I have my comic book back?"
"Sure." She tossed him his comic.
"Careful. It's a collectable."
"Yeah, whatever."
Eli: Finally, I got enough inspiration to write. Oh and Nightwing isn't a graphic novel, it's a comic. And I apologize to any Goths who read this and got insulted by Ian and Sara's comments. Besides, It's a fanfic.
-2 weeks later-
Sara walked into her apartment. It would have been a good day except the fact Dante had bee breathing down her neck all day long. She was highly tempted to activate the witchblade and thrust it into his chest where a heart is supposed to be.
She hung up her jacket and was about to go into her bedroom when she noticed a bunch of papers lying on the ground in front of her bedroom door. She bent down to pick them up and took a closer look. Then, she started to laugh. They were hand drawn pictures of Dante, which included one of him in an Easter bunny suit. Another one was him in a bright pink tutu. She was on the ground cracking up. The last piece of paper was a note addressed to her.
Sara,
I saw Dante making your life hell, so I thought you could use something to make you laugh. An additional use would be to make copies and pass them out at work. I'm sure he would fall desperately in love with you for doing so. Hope you feel better.
Ian
"Oh my God. I need to thank him." She went to the window to motion him to come in from the fire escape. She was surprised not to see him there, and then hit herself on the head. "Duh, Sara. He doesn't stalk you anymore." She picked up her phone and dialed up his cell phone.
"Hello?"
"Ian."
"Sara."
"I got your pictures."
"What did you think of them?"
"Beautiful, and I will take your advice and pass them out tomorrow."
"If Dante sees them, tell him the tutu makes him look fat for me."
"That I will. So, whatcha doin'?
"Reading."
"What are you reading?"
"Nothing you would be interested in."
"Try me."
"I don't want to."
"C'mon Ian, what are you reading?"
"Nightwing"
"Nightwing? Isn't that a comic book?"
"No. It's a graphic novel."
"Isn't a graphic novel a type of comic book?"
"Well, yes, but it's longer." He could hear Sara cracking up on the other end of the line. "What?"
"You read comics!"
"So!?"
"Mr. Bad ass, gothic, assassin Ian Nottingham reads comics!"
"Okay, first of all, I'm not gothic. I don't go around wearing black lipstick and eye liner talking about how much I would like to kill Britney Speares."
"Well, I agree about the Britney Speares thing. And you don't go around in the make up, but what about your nails?"
"That's not the same thing and you know it! Okay, second of all, I'm not an assassin anymore."
"Okay, but still, you read comics!"
"Lots of adults read comics!"
"Name one."
"Danny reads comics in his office when you're not around."
"No he doesn't."
"Yes he does. Tomorrow, check out the second drawer of his desk."
"I will. I'm going to bed. I'll call you tomorrow to tell you what a liar you are."
"All right. I'll be waiting for your call of confirmation that I am right."
"You're an egotistic bastard."
"And you're an untrusting shrew. Now get off the phone and let me finish reading."
"Fine, bye."
"Bye."
-Next day at the office-
"Hey, Pez! You want some coffee?"
"Yeah, Danny. Thanks."
"I'll be back." After he left, Sara went to Danny's desk and opened up the drawer. Nothing. "Ha, stupid ex-assassin." Right then, her cell went off.
"Pezzini."
""Hi Sara. You're looking in the wrong drawer."
"What?"
"Try the second drawer on the other side." Sara opened it to find an issue of Tomb Raider. "Oh God!"
"Told you so." Sara looked out the window trying to spot him.
"Why are you suddenly stalking me again?"
"I'm not. Just wanted to see the look on your face when you found the comic. I'll see you later. Bye."
"Bye."
"Hey, Sara. Here's your coffee."
"Thanks, Danny." She slightly giggled.
"What is so interesting in my desk that you would go through it in secret?"
"This." She pulled out the issue of Tomb Raider.
"Hey, give that back." He made a grab for the comic. Sara moved out of the way in time.
"Ahhhhhh. Does wise Asian master want his comic book back?"
"Yes he does. Now give it back." Jake came in.
"Hey, guys. What's that?"
"Danny's comic book."
"Comic book?"
"It's Tomb Raider!"
"Oh, it is? Which issue?"
"The new one for this month."
"Oh! Let me read it when you're done."
"All right." Sara gave Jake a confused/shocked look. He shrugged his shoulders.
"What? Lara Croft is hot!"
"You guys are perverted!"
"No, that's Jake. I read it for the plot."
"Yeah, Danny, whatever. So what do you want, Rookie?"
"Did you guys see the pictures goin' around?" Sara put on the most innocent face she could muster. "What pictures?"
"These pictures." He held up the copies of Ian's drawings. Sara started to crack up, again.
"What are those? Is that?"
"Yes, it is. He's furious. He's trying to snag all the copies."
"Well, snag me and Sara a few, will you?"
"Yeah sure. See ya." Jake walked out of the office laughing. Danny shut the door behind him.
"Pez?"
"Yeah?"
"You put out those pictures, didn't you?"
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"I know you did."
"Fine. Guilty as charged."
"They're great. Where did you get them?"
"No where."
"Oh come on, these are really good. Where did you get them?"
"Nottingham."
"Nottingham?"
"He saw Dante giving me a bad time, so he drew me these to cheer me up."
"I like his work."
"He did something right."
"You still indecisive?"
"What do you mean?"
"You haven't made up your mind about him yet?"
"No."
"Which way are you leaning towards?"
"None of your business."
"You like him! I knew it!"
"I never admitted anything!"
"You don't have to. I can tell! C'mon Sara, admit it!"
"All right! I like him. Is that good enough? Can I get back to work?"
"Yeah, that's good enough. And Sara?"
"What?"
"Can I have my comic book back?"
"Sure." She tossed him his comic.
"Careful. It's a collectable."
"Yeah, whatever."
Eli: Finally, I got enough inspiration to write. Oh and Nightwing isn't a graphic novel, it's a comic. And I apologize to any Goths who read this and got insulted by Ian and Sara's comments. Besides, It's a fanfic.