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aldersprigThis is to imaginaryfiend's prompt here to my February Giraffe Call.
Addergoole, Year 15
Addergoole has a landing page here.
"I don't need another school. I'm going to the community college with everyone else."
Thus had started an argument with Lor's parents that had lasted the entire school year, past graduation, over the summer, and right up until the moment the short guy with the amazingly strong grip had picked Lor up and dragged him away from his friend Joe's parents' house and to the underground bunker that was supposed to be a "finishing" school. Like Lor needed finishing. He was plenty done already.
Then he'd actually gotten to the school, and Lor had changed his mind. The classes were hard, sure, but Lor had never minded a little challenge. And his classmates were no challenge it all.
It took him four days to get little Andreas - technically a year above Lor, but shorter and younger than him; everyone here was shorter and younger than Lor, it was awesome - to get Andreas doing his math and science homework, and two more days to get cute Candy doing his English homework and a few things on the side. Somewhere in there, people showed off some tentacles and horns, but Lor shrugged it off. Apply a little pressure and, elf or fairy or human, everyone bent.
Up until this point, he'd mostly been picking on "upperclassmen," just for the humor value. There was Pano, of course, who he'd managed to get to do his homework, but that was it. It took him halfway through the second week of school to get another kid in his year, skinny guy named Kelsey, to start hauling his lunch for him. It was a pretty sweet deal, and he was beginning to thing his dad was right, and a finishing school was totally the way to do.
And everything was sweet until a skinny girl showed up at his lunch table with her hands on her hips. "That," she declared, "is my brother."
"And? S'my bitch now."
"And I'm not okay with that."
"Cytherea, Cy, it's okay." Kelsey squirmed in his chair; Lor's smile just got bigger.
"Listen to your brother, Cy."
"No. Lor, I challenge you."
Next: Dance the Dance
imaginaryfiend's prompt here to my February Giraffe Call. Addergoole, Year 15
Addergoole has a landing page here.
"I don't need another school. I'm going to the community college with everyone else."
Thus had started an argument with Lor's parents that had lasted the entire school year, past graduation, over the summer, and right up until the moment the short guy with the amazingly strong grip had picked Lor up and dragged him away from his friend Joe's parents' house and to the underground bunker that was supposed to be a "finishing" school. Like Lor needed finishing. He was plenty done already.
Then he'd actually gotten to the school, and Lor had changed his mind. The classes were hard, sure, but Lor had never minded a little challenge. And his classmates were no challenge it all.
It took him four days to get little Andreas - technically a year above Lor, but shorter and younger than him; everyone here was shorter and younger than Lor, it was awesome - to get Andreas doing his math and science homework, and two more days to get cute Candy doing his English homework and a few things on the side. Somewhere in there, people showed off some tentacles and horns, but Lor shrugged it off. Apply a little pressure and, elf or fairy or human, everyone bent.
Up until this point, he'd mostly been picking on "upperclassmen," just for the humor value. There was Pano, of course, who he'd managed to get to do his homework, but that was it. It took him halfway through the second week of school to get another kid in his year, skinny guy named Kelsey, to start hauling his lunch for him. It was a pretty sweet deal, and he was beginning to thing his dad was right, and a finishing school was totally the way to do.
And everything was sweet until a skinny girl showed up at his lunch table with her hands on her hips. "That," she declared, "is my brother."
"And? S'my bitch now."
"And I'm not okay with that."
"Cytherea, Cy, it's okay." Kelsey squirmed in his chair; Lor's smile just got bigger.
"Listen to your brother, Cy."
"No. Lor, I challenge you."
Next: Dance the Dance
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Date: 2014-02-10 05:50 pm (UTC)And then Ashley Keeps him. And that would end right fast. ;) XD
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Date: 2014-02-11 04:26 am (UTC)Thanks for this fun story. Was this a character you already had in mind before this story? I'd like to read more of him, his situation amuses me.
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Date: 2014-02-11 11:19 am (UTC)I hadn't thought of him but I'd been flailing for a woman-who-appears-weaker scenario, since ah, those are my fave.