Prompt: Chase
Word Count: 100

He didn't completely understand Alexander's inclinations for continuing to chase Darius down, but he had the utmost faith and trust in him to not question or object. Alexander constantly needed something to occupy his mind, to concentrate all his pent-up energy, and overwhelming need for stimulation. There was no doubt in Hephaistion's mind that he was truly a great man, and he knew he would chase after Alexander until his dying day without a moment of regret. Alexander was all he loved, and if it was a chase his beloved needed, he'd be by his side to the end.


Prompt: Chase
Word Count: 200

"Do you remember how as children you would chase me everywhere I went?"

"I beg to differ, my King, but it was you who did the chasing."

"You are a tad older than me, Phai, so perhaps your memory is failing you. That is truly a shame."

"You most certainly did the chasing, just as I most certainly did allow you to catch me."

"Allow me? How dare you imply I could not catch you in a foot race."

"Well, could you?"

"I only pretended to be slower than you, so you would pretend to let me catch up."

"I believe even I am confused now."

"Must be the disappearing of your mind, again, love. Tsk tsk."

"Would you like me to prove to you that I am still faster than you?"

"I do not believe our age will allow for that now."

"Speak for yourself, Your Majesty. I am just as spry as I was back then, at least, mostly."

"Spry indeed, but will you allow me to catch you, again?"

"No."

"What? After all these years, you would not give me the satisfaction of catching you?"

"I'd prefer to just forget the race, and concentrate on the catching part."