DISCLAIMER: Fanfics are like LEGOs, y'know? Even when you build something out of them and
say "I made this", you know that you didn't make the blocks. In plain English, I'm saying that this
is my story, but not my characters, settings, etc. That's all Disney/SIP stuff.
"Request"
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"You're sure batting a thousand today, aren't you?" Elyon asked as she and Cornelia walked home from the local donut shop.
"I swear he was there last week", her friend replied. "He was dark-haired and always wore khakis..."
"Of course." Elyon flipped her hand dismissively. "And I got a letter in the mail inviting me to tea with the queen of England."
"Oh come on... you don't have to be like that."
"I guess not. But seriously, what did you end up doing?"
Cornelia cringed inside. She'd told Elyon that she'd gone home after visiting the book store the previous day, which of course wasn't true, but telling the truth - that the adorable guy in charge of the store was actually Cedric the snake-man of Meridian and that she herself was a magical guardian of the barrier between that world and Earth - was right out. She regretted it right away, though, not only because she was lying to her best friend since childhood, but also because even though she didn't exactly put a lot of effort into her story, she couldn't change it without being suspicious. And she'd be lucky if Elyon ever forgave her for it.
"You gave him your number, didn't you?" Elyon said with a sly grin.
"What?" The sudden return to reality left her blank for a moment.
"Mr. wonderful at the store, of course. With those dark, mysterious eyes..." Elyon wiggled her fingers in front of her face. "You gave him your number and ran home to wait, right?"
"Elyon! He's like thirty!"
"...and therefore he can't be cute?"
This was not good - there had to be some way to steer the conversation away from the disguised servant of Phobos. "He was eye-candy at first. I talked to him some more later, and he got creepy really fast." Cornelia crossed her arms over her chest. "He started looking at me... weird. Like he was staring right through my head at the wall." She gave a shiver for effect. Cedric certainly did give her the creeps, so it wasn't hard.
"Seriously? Eww! No wonder you bailed." Elyon made a face, then paused. "He had this tone that was weird too, like he was thinking about something else the whole time we were there, didn't he?"
"Exactly." Inside Cornelia sighed with relief. "So, am I forgiven?"
"I suppose maybe." Elyon grinned. "But I'd say you owe me something. Like, say, loaning me that cute red skirt of yours for the next week."
"Um, hello? Blue is this month's hot color, you know."
"Oh, right...!" Elyon's eyes widened. How could she have forgotten that? "Better idea. We hit the mall, you help me pick out something new, and all's forgiven. Deal?"
"Deal."
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