Whiners Always Prosper
Today's line is courtesy of Nightmare, her review of Chapter 48
'Born to whine.'
"I am not!" Téa argued in a tone of voice suspiciously similar to that of a whine. She wadded the pale gray T-shirt up into a ball and threw it across the room, not even noticing as it got hung up on a lampshade.
Mai just coughed discreetly. No way was she getting into this. Téa held her future sex life in her 'whiny' little hands.
Téa's head whipped around at the sound and she glared at her koi. "You got anything to say, Valentine?" she growled.
Putting her hands to her chest in a 'Who, me?' gesture, she said, "Of course not, Téa. Just that…we really need to teach those boys a lesson!" Whew! Quick save.
"We do, don't we?" Téa mused, opting to forgo interrogating her girlfriend for torturing her friends.
"Yes," Mai agreed needlessly.
"But who should we get?" Téa asked.
"How about we go after someone who hasn't been hit in a while?" Mai suggested.
"Hmm…there aren't many of those," Téa said thoughtfully. "Noah doesn't get hit all that often…"
"But neither of us are good with computers, and I don't want him maxing out my credit cards in retaliation," Mai argued.
Téa frowned slightly. "Good point. Um…Duke and Tristan?"
"Got hit last week."
"Rishid?"
Mai shrugged. "Same."
Snapping her fingers as a light bulb lit in her mind, Téa turned to her girlfriend with a wide smile on her face. "What about Rebecca?"
Mai gave her an apologetic smile. "She's the one who hit Rishid."
Téa fumed and threw up her hands in resignation. "Damn it! Who are we supposed to get?"
Eyes landing on a nearby magazine advertising the newest attraction at the Domino City Aquarium – a miniature water park – Mai smiled slowly. "I have an idea…"