Leftover Alphabet Soup
A/N: The neighbors keep telling Tassel and I that it's fine for us to still be trick-or-treating, even though we're sixteen. We actually weren't planning on going until about an hour before it started, when we grabbed my cloak and mask and my grandma's old dress and decided to be the Phantom and Christine. It's like tag-team-trick-or-treating. Hyphens are fun.
…No, I don't have a random cloak and half-face-mask lying around… Nope. Not at all.
Disclaimer: Yes, James Patterson has stooped so low as to write poor fanfiction about his own books.
Z is for: Zephyr
By Ninja C
"Hey, Gasman," Fang asked off-handedly. Gazzy turned, still shoveling his potatoes into his mouth.
"Mouth closed, Gasser," I reprimanded.
Gazzy swallowed. "What, Fang?" he asked, pointedly ignoring me.
"When we lived with Anne," Fang began, and all of us tuned in, "why'd you choose the name Zephyr?"
"Actually, I've been wondering that myself," Nudge put in.
The Gasman sighed. "Well," he said, beginning as though what came next would be a great travesty, "I wanted my name to be Zooming
Elephants Probably Hurt Your Rhinos, but Iggy told me that was stupid - "
"Because it is," Iggy interrupted, and I elbowed him.
Gazzy continued, " – and so I shortened it to Zephyr. Much cooler, don't you think?"
Fang grunted noncommittally, and we all went back to our dinner.
A/N: SNOOZEFEST. I realize that was boring. But it was all I had. You try writing Z is for Zephyr, and see how creative you can get. …Actually, yes, do that, and PM it to me. I'd actually like to see it.
Anyway, Unigu Mika's coming over to join Tassel and I for a night of Poe-reading and NaNoWriMo writing. Tassel, Akira, Mika, Allayna, and I are all participating for the first time this year. Wish us luck!
Goodbye, good luck, thanks for reading and reviewing. Best wishes! –Ninja C!