A/N : I was going to turn in, but I decided that the time was ripe for an update. I hope you like it, because it's midnight, and tomorrow's a Monday… :(
Disclaimer : I do not own MBS. (Duh)
"Reasons For Why I Won't Practice a Stupid Code with You Three," Constance read out happily.
Sticky and Reynie looked exasperated, while Kate had an apprehensive look on her face. "I remember this one," Sticky said. He didn't look top happy about that.
"So do I," Reynie said, frowning.
Kate frowned too, but not because of the same reason. "I don't remember a poem like this… " she trailed off uncertainly.
"It was after Mr. Benedict told us we had to use Morse Code," Sticky reminded her reluctantly, "and we had to practice, remember?"
Kate merely looked her confusion.
"It was about the gargoyles," Reynie added slowly. A look of understanding slowly appeared on Kate's face. Constance was the only one looking happy about the poem.
"If we're all finished, I'll keep reading!" she said gleefully. Everyone else sighed.
There once were some gargoyles,
"I still don't know why you compared us with gargoyles," Sticky complained, "there were a lot of other insulting terms to choose from."
Constance shrugged, "Gargoyles don't exist, they're mythical creatures; so they're the most insulting."
Reynie sighed, "I agree; gargoyles were the best metaphor that she could have used."
Kate looked exasperated and amused at the same time, "I'm sure I'm going to regret asking, but what does gargoyles being mythical creatures have to do with them being insulting?"
Constance looked at her with an obvious look on her face, "You are gargoyles. Gargoyles don't exist. Therefore, you don't exist. Get it?"
Annoyed, Kate huffed and turned to Reynie for his explanation. Reynie said patiently, "Since they don't exist, you use your imagination to picture what they're like. And since everyone pictures gargoyles to be ugly, gray-ish, stupid creatures, it becomes the person's very idea of unpleasantness."
"Oh, and that too," Constance nodded smugly.
Kate looked disgruntled, "That was actually clever," she muttered to herself. Then out loud, "Just keep reading."
they were an odd bunch.
Very bossy gargoyles,
that ate cat food for lunch.
"Again, why cat food?" Sticky asked with a funny look on his face.
"Are you going to keep interrupting every few sentences?" Constance asked grumpily.
"I was just wondering -" Sticky started to ask, but Constance interrupted him.
"And you'll wander forever because I won't answer you."
"Why not?" Sticky demanded.
"She won't answer you because she doesn't know why she picked cat food," Kate said bluntly, "so keep reading!"
They stupidly sniggled,
while picking their ears,
"Charming," Reynie said, making a face.
and greasily giggled,
and licking rare deers.
"Rare deers?" Sticky asked, yet once again, "Why?"
Constance ignored him.
The first was called Kateena,
"A.k.a. Kate," she added. Kate wisely choose not to say anything.
it was an acrobat.
"Huh," Kate said, surprised. "That wasn't so bad. Isn't that actually a compliment?"
It did flips, leaps, stands, and swings,
"Again, isn't that a compliment?" Kate asked, bewildered. Constance continued with a wide grin.
then slipped and it went splat.
"Ah, that makes much more sense," Kate nodded.
"I wondered where the unpleasantness went for a moment there," Reynie agreed.
Next was Reynardo,
"So it's my turn," Reynie said. He was actually excited to know what words Constance used to insult him. Even with his exceptionally good memory, he still forgot the exact wording of the poem after all the years. After all, he wasn't Sticky, and had no photographic memory, although it came quite close.
who could use its tiny brain,
"If your brain is tiny, I'd hate to see what mine looks like," Kate laughed.
but it was befuddled a lot,
"Yeah," Sticky said, "but you were the one to figure it out first because of that."
Kate nodded, "Worrying about everything when the rest of us was having fun."
"In life threatening situations, it pays off, all the worrying," Reynie said defensively.
and needed to be taught,
so its head was always in pain!
"Is my part over?" Reynie asked, grinning.
"Yes, now we're going to move to Sticky," Constance said.
Sticky grimaced, "Lucky me," he said dryly.
Last left was Georgette,
"Why do I get a girl's name?"
"It suits you."
"Thanks, Constance. Thanks a lot."
it recited, repeated, wrote, and read-ed,
Sticky groaned, "Read-ed?"
"I was three," Constance insisted, "and I liked to make up words. Oh, and I thought it would annoy you."
"You thought right," Sticky said grumpily.
and knew lots of things that would never be needed.
"Okay," Kate laughed, "she's got a point there."
All day, night, and afternoon,
Did I mention that it is a loon?
"Thank goodness," Sticky said. "Is it over?"
"I don't know why you're complaining," Constance said, "That was one of my best poems."
"I think it might have something to do with the fact that the poem was insulting us," Reynie said lightly. "Why don't we go down for lunch before we read any more poems?"
"Good idea," Kate said. "I'm starving."
Constance looked thoughtful, "I wonder if they'll let me have candy for lunch since it's my birthday?"
"They didn't last year, or the year before, and they won't next year, so probably not this year," Kate answered. "Cheer up, Conny-girl, Moocho has pies!"
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