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Geezer's Property (Part 4 Up)

Sumi H. Inkblot · 2007-03-08T02:29:39Z

Dedicated to my deceased Grandfather...God bless ____________ “Oh, do you think so?” Leah’s head jerked up and she stared at Rowan with a mixture of puzzlement of interest. “Yes I do.” “Come on! You can’t be serious.” Sherman looked at Rowan over his paper and started laughing. “No way! You of all people believe that!” “Can I help it if I love the idea?” demanded Rowan, propping his feet up against the window ledge. “No, but if you actually go looking for them, well…” Sherman grinned widely and moved the newspaper over his face to hide the smirk. “I think it sounds like fun, even if we never did go over there.” chirped Leah, pushing a lock of dark red hair out of her face and stretching. Sherman rolled his eyes and lowered the paper and tossing it aside, revealing that he had been reading the comics. “Come on, Leah, you know that that’s just something our moms told us to keep us quiet when we went to the beach.” “But what’s the harm in looking?” asked Leah. “It’s part of the Geezer’s territory, for one.” said Sherman. “For something else, what would we do if we found one? Train it?” “I just want to make sure that…” Rowan stopped, unable to explain what he felt. “They exist, huh?” Leah twiddled her thumbs meditatively. “Undines…” “What?” “Undines. You know. Salamander, Sylph, Gnome, Undine? Ptolemy or something?” she asked. “Ooooh. That.” Sherman scratched his chin thoughtfully. “So what group would these critters belong to, Rowan?” Rowan was staring out the tree house window with an expression that would petrify a goat. “Rowan. Rowan.” Rowan didn’t answer. “Speak to us, O Prophet Rowan; we are hanging on your every word.” Sherman poked Rowan on the head. Rowan batted the hand away and said, “What if we go there tomorrow and look?” “Go where?” “Where do you think, dweeb? The Geezer’s sea property to look for a sea dryad!” Rowan smacked his fist into his palm for emphasis. “How many times do I have to say this? The little beasties don’t exist, you prat!” said Sherman, picking up his glass of lemonade and sipping it through the straw, staring at Rowan with half-lidded eyes. “A bet?” said Rowan, getting a gleam in his eyes. The one and only way to budge Sherman’s stubborn will was to make an offer of a bet. Sherman sat up and took the straw out of his mouth. “Keep talking, chimera boy.” he said, leaning forward and squinting at Rowan calculatingly. Rowan smirked. “We go to the Geezer’s property tomorrow. The three musketeers. To see if we can find a sea dryad.” “Stakes?” Sherman raised an eyebrow from behind glasses. “And they’d better be good.” Rowan hesitated. What could Sherman want…? “I know!” Sherman clapped his hands together in a mocking smile. “When Blood Red Lullaby comes out, you buy me a copy and swear not to read it ‘til I’ve finished it three times.” Leah and Rowan gaped at her. “That’s…that’s…” stuttered Leah, wide-eyed. “That’s blackmail, you prat!” “Exactly! That’s the three musketeers series you’re making me not read, you bast-“ “Take it or leave it, bub.” Sherman grinned and put the straw to his lips. Rowan ground his teeth. This was high stakes, all right- Sumi Elby’s Lullaby books were the best books ever, all three had agreed when the fourth had come out, two years ago. That or shove evidence that dryads really existed in Sherman’s face. “And if there are dryads, or dryad, you buy me the book and swear not to read until I’ve read it thrice. Deal?” Rowan held out a hand. Sherman clasped it with a smirk. “It’s your pain. Start saving up for Lullaby soon, Rowan!” “Am I in on this deal?” Leah looked a little worried. “Because if the Geezer catches us, we’re in deep crap. Remember what he did to Laura Bethany when her basketball went across the street into his yard?” All three were silent, remembering poor Laura Bethany. “They say she still has stitches.” said Leah, quivering voice breaking the quiet. “And Geezer swears he didn’t hurt her, that she fell down a flight of steps into a pool or something…” “But we’ve got a three musketeer’s bet on!” Rowan stared at Leah pleadingly. “Besides, you’re the one who can lie like hell!” A small smile began to spread it’s way across Leah’s face. She put her hand, palm up between the triangle of friends. “What time?” ___________ I'll continue tomorrow. Yaaaaaaaawn.....Aet-kun and CCM-chan should be laughing by the time they finish this...

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Tue Aug 21, 2007 12:37 am

Sumi H. Inkblot says... · Tue Aug 21, 2007 12:37 am

Ah! No! :flails helplessly:

People are reading this crap! >.>UUUUU

I feel so awful....>.<

Anyway, erm, thanks for reviewing...as said, I really, really need to re-write this....:shivers at horribleness of writing:

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