Disclaimer: no one mentioned belongs to me, I guarantee it.
Author's note: another sadly short chapter. My apologies, but my attentions are on other fics than this, I'm afraid. It's going on hiatus for the time being, but stay tuned!
*Karasuma*Firestorm*
~Animal Attraction~
Chapter Six: Red Turtle
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When Kate got to her locker after school that day, she was surprised to find Gordo waiting there. "Excusez-moi, Gordork," she sneered, "but I think you're lost."
"Unfortunately for me, I'm not."
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him, waiting for him to say more.
Gordo sighed. "Listen, Kate, as much as it pains me to say this, I need your help."
"Me? Help you? As if!"
To his credit, or discredit, depending on how you were looking at it, Gordo didn't back down. "You're the most popular girls in school, right?"
True to nature, Kate flipped her hair. "Of course I am."
"Well, then you'd know all about this Animology stuff, right? Like, who is a what?"
Kate glared at him, but not meanly. "What do you want to know?"
~~~~~
Lizzie was completely unaware of Gordo's fact-finding mission, and annoyed that he'd abandoned her, she accosted Miranda at her locker after school. "Listen, Miranda, what's wrong?"
"What do you care?" Miranda said sourly, practically throwing her math book in her locker.
"Of course I care! You're my best friend! Whatever it is, you can tell me. Is it about this Animology stuff..?"
"You wouldn't understand. Gordo likes *you*," she said, and stormed off.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Lizzie called after her.
Miranda stopped dead in the hallway, turned on her heel, and the fierceness of her glare was apparent even from this distance. "I didn't think it was possible, but you've out-blonded yourself, McGuire. If you *really* can't figure out what's wrong, I feel sorry for you."
Lizzie was far too confused to chase after her, and instead pouted and gazed into space.
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"Hey, Claire, I'm looking for a red turtle," Kate said, as she came to a stop in front of Claire Miller's locker, Gordo in tow.
Claire ignored this statement, and looked distastefully over Claire's shoulder. "What's with the dork shadow?"
"This isn't the time, Claire. Red turtle. Do you have the goods?"
Claire turned her full attention to her leader. "Right, red turtle. That would be the one and only Ethan Craft."
~~~~~
Gordo had taken off so quickly that Kate and Claire hadn't noticed, and when they finally became aware of his absence, they, being Kate and Claire, didn't care. Neither did Gordo, who skidded to a stop so fast he almost crashed into Ethan Craft. Whom, coincidentally, he'd been looking for.
"Ethan," he panted desperately. He bent over, hands on knees, trying to get the air to circulate. He was embarrassed that he was out of breath. He was embarrassed that he'd made that mad dash to find Ethan Craft, of all people, but he'd wanted to find the guy before he left the school, and the odds of an imbecile like Ethan staying after classes were over was highly unlikely, so he'd rushed.
"Yo, Gor-don, what's up, dude?"
"You're...into that...whole...Animology...thing...right?" Gordo said, finally slowing down his breathing to a normal rate and straightening.
If Ethan thought his behavior was weird, he didn't show it. "Yeah, that stuff's pretty awesome. I'm a red turtle. I'm misunderstood," he said, drawing himself up with a certain amount of pride. Gordo cocked an eyebrow, but said nothing. Ethan looked at him again. "So what are you?"
"Navy owl," Gordo said, "but that doesn't matter. You interested in that whole soul mate business?"
"Why, do you know who mine is?"
"As a matter of fact, I do..."
Author's note: another sadly short chapter. My apologies, but my attentions are on other fics than this, I'm afraid. It's going on hiatus for the time being, but stay tuned!
*Karasuma*Firestorm*
~Animal Attraction~
Chapter Six: Red Turtle
~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~ ~~~~~
When Kate got to her locker after school that day, she was surprised to find Gordo waiting there. "Excusez-moi, Gordork," she sneered, "but I think you're lost."
"Unfortunately for me, I'm not."
She put her hands on her hips and glared at him, waiting for him to say more.
Gordo sighed. "Listen, Kate, as much as it pains me to say this, I need your help."
"Me? Help you? As if!"
To his credit, or discredit, depending on how you were looking at it, Gordo didn't back down. "You're the most popular girls in school, right?"
True to nature, Kate flipped her hair. "Of course I am."
"Well, then you'd know all about this Animology stuff, right? Like, who is a what?"
Kate glared at him, but not meanly. "What do you want to know?"
~~~~~
Lizzie was completely unaware of Gordo's fact-finding mission, and annoyed that he'd abandoned her, she accosted Miranda at her locker after school. "Listen, Miranda, what's wrong?"
"What do you care?" Miranda said sourly, practically throwing her math book in her locker.
"Of course I care! You're my best friend! Whatever it is, you can tell me. Is it about this Animology stuff..?"
"You wouldn't understand. Gordo likes *you*," she said, and stormed off.
"What's that supposed to mean?" Lizzie called after her.
Miranda stopped dead in the hallway, turned on her heel, and the fierceness of her glare was apparent even from this distance. "I didn't think it was possible, but you've out-blonded yourself, McGuire. If you *really* can't figure out what's wrong, I feel sorry for you."
Lizzie was far too confused to chase after her, and instead pouted and gazed into space.
~~~~~
"Hey, Claire, I'm looking for a red turtle," Kate said, as she came to a stop in front of Claire Miller's locker, Gordo in tow.
Claire ignored this statement, and looked distastefully over Claire's shoulder. "What's with the dork shadow?"
"This isn't the time, Claire. Red turtle. Do you have the goods?"
Claire turned her full attention to her leader. "Right, red turtle. That would be the one and only Ethan Craft."
~~~~~
Gordo had taken off so quickly that Kate and Claire hadn't noticed, and when they finally became aware of his absence, they, being Kate and Claire, didn't care. Neither did Gordo, who skidded to a stop so fast he almost crashed into Ethan Craft. Whom, coincidentally, he'd been looking for.
"Ethan," he panted desperately. He bent over, hands on knees, trying to get the air to circulate. He was embarrassed that he was out of breath. He was embarrassed that he'd made that mad dash to find Ethan Craft, of all people, but he'd wanted to find the guy before he left the school, and the odds of an imbecile like Ethan staying after classes were over was highly unlikely, so he'd rushed.
"Yo, Gor-don, what's up, dude?"
"You're...into that...whole...Animology...thing...right?" Gordo said, finally slowing down his breathing to a normal rate and straightening.
If Ethan thought his behavior was weird, he didn't show it. "Yeah, that stuff's pretty awesome. I'm a red turtle. I'm misunderstood," he said, drawing himself up with a certain amount of pride. Gordo cocked an eyebrow, but said nothing. Ethan looked at him again. "So what are you?"
"Navy owl," Gordo said, "but that doesn't matter. You interested in that whole soul mate business?"
"Why, do you know who mine is?"
"As a matter of fact, I do..."