fourth saga

[diaf_askeladd]

To all of the women I said I was going to "date" while I was droned:

Not happening.

Askeladd. Grady can't be killed. Pick someone else.

[Thorfinn can be found outside his house, running a garden hose over his hair and scrubbing furiously.]

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[no_bullying]

I'm not going to let you off the hook that easily!

[diaf_askeladd]

Yes, you are.

[no_bullying]

Nope, I'm not~! You said you'd take me on a date, and I'm holding you to it!

[diaf_askeladd]

I'm not going. End of story.

[no_bullying]

You're taking me one way or another!

[diaf_askeladd]

How do you intend to make me?

[no_bullying]

That's a secret!

[diaf_askeladd]

I'll take my chances.

[no_bullying]

Really, now~?

[diaf_askeladd]

Yes. Now go away. [click.]

[and unless Pamela does anything else, that'll be it... until Thorfinn calls back two hours later.]

[no_bullying]

[Oh boy who could be calling is it England.]

Hello~?

[diaf_askeladd]

It's Thorfinn.

...

Do you still want to go on that date. [he says, through a mouth full of gritted teeth.]

[no_bullying]

So you're going to take me, after all? Of course!

[diaf_askeladd]

[DAMMIT] Fine. I'll... pick you up? [oh god how does he shot this modern slang.] I'll find you when it's your turn.

[no_bullying]

[PAMELA WILL NEVER FORGET THIS]

I live at 5720 Cunningham Lane! I'll be waiting~

[diaf_askeladd]

[SLAMS THE PHONE DOWN fuck you askeladd fuck you askeladd]