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Subject: More bantering
Author: La Reina   (Authenticated as La Reina)
Date: April 5, 2012 at 9:34:43 AM
Reply to: Re: The same bloke again + now with Art! by Fiammetta
(Keeping track of names? Whose names are we talking about here?)


When Vincente Jarvis sat down on the chair beside the pub's window, he found his friend staring at him with an almost comically resigned look.

"What took you so long? Did you forgot to wind your watch again?"

Vincente blinked. Then: "Oh, that. Sorry, Art. I stopped to listen to a busker just around the corner."

Art raised his eyebrows. "A busker? Now, now, that's unusual of you."

"He was playing the violin," Vincente said as explanation. "And I think the lad's rather good at it. But, enough of the whole thing*. Have you ordered?"

"Yes, and I took the liberty of ordering for you as well."

"Thankee," Vincente grinned, giving the word as much of the most ridiculous accent he could muster. The gambit worked, and Art made a low chuckle. After they had both chortled for a few moments, he pulled his chair closer to the table and began: "So, how're you doing?"

Art shrugged his shoulders non-committally. "Just fine, I guess. Nothing extraordinary. Yourself?"

"Quite the same, quite."

The two men sat in silence for a few minutes. Presently, the waitress arrived and brought them their drinks. Art thanked the waitress and took a sip from his drink. At last, Vincente ventured to speak again:

"The children's been bothering you today?"

Art's eyes widened. "How - oh, never mind." He glared at Vincente's resulting smirk. "Yes. There's this boy in my class - Logan - that a few urchins just keep bothering. They whisper at him, toss rubbers at him, and after a while it gets really annoying."

Vincente nodded sympathetically. "So you befriended him."

"Well, better someone talks to him than none at all."

"Sure thing, Mr Prideaux."

"Mister - " Art caught himself. "Here, now, I thought I was supposed to be - "

Vincente waved his hand about, almost energetically. "Yes, yes, you're Peter and I'm George, and all that. But Peter's not a teacher, so there."

"Peter Prideaux, then?" Art suggested, then started to groan. "No, that sounds like a terrible slash fiction result."

"A what?"

"You don't know what slash fiction is?"

"No, what is it?"

"You'd be better off not knowing."

"Oh." A short silence, then: "I thought it sounded like Peter Parker."

"That's a better thought."


* The whole thing, if you still stalk my dA, is in a vignette titled "The Busker".


LaRe
An omnivorous reader with a strangely retentive memory for trifles.

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