in which 'stressed' is 'desserts' spelled backwards
"Uh?"
Wally stands, stunned, in the doorway.
Immediately Artemis stops spinning, planting her feet firmly. The room keeps twirling. "Just..." she begins breathlessly, brushing stray hairs from her face, "s-spinning counterclockwise."
A raised eyebrow. "Why...?"
"Well, each turn robs the planet of angular momentum," she states, going for 'knowledgeable, logical', "which fractionally slows its spin—"
"And lengthens the night — theoretically, that is." Dazed, the speedster moves involuntarily closer to her.
Giving me a little more time here, with you.
"I, uh..."
"Need to get out," Wally suggests slowly, thinking: Probably just stressed. To which the obvious solution is...
Next thing she knows, she's nestled in a booth in Bibbo's.
"Supey-Senior recommends the apple pie" is the only explanation Wally provides. Nervously, he shifts about.
"Why are we here?" Her eyes narrow dangerously and he seems to recoil — but only a little.
"To turn your frown... upside down?" he offers, grinning.
Now she starts frowning.
"So the sky will be blue, but not you?"
Artemis's tone is flat. "It's nighttime. Black sky."
"Fine," he huffs, then tries one last time. "We're spelling 'stressed' backwards. Happy?"
He sizes up the menu while she smiles, finally.
"Happy — good. Because you're paying."
The 'stressed'/'desserts' thing, credited to my twin sister. If you liked it, send her imaginary chocolate ice-cream!
Hopelessly Unromantic: yeah, feeling rather concerted now.
prettykitty374: I guess if I wanted to write for myself, I'd not bother uploading it! Since updating is a painful process involving staying up to wee hours when my parents are asleep because I'm sure they'd disapprove of this.
m.e.