F/V snippet for aingeal8c from monroe_nell
FV, 317 words, G-ish, thanks to akamine_chan for the beta! Er, it headed more towards the gen side, but I did my best.
Ray and Fraser walked down a snow-covered field bounded by trees. Well, Fraser walked. Ray took a few steps, fell face first into the snow, and got up again, sputtering.
“Damnit Fraser, how the hell can you move through the snow like that?” Ray finally yelled.
“I place one foot in front of - that's not what you meant, is it, Ray?”
“No, Benny. I want to know how you can walk through this stuff without falling down every two steps,” he said through gritted teeth.
“It's quite simple, you - oh, look, goat tracks.”
“Goat tracks? Goat tracks? I'm asking you how I can prevent myself from breaking a leg and then dying of pneumonia and you get worked up about goat tracks?”
“Don't be silly, Ray. It's a very valid observation since most wild goats live in barren areas . As you can tell, this area is not barren at all, so any goat tracks would be from either feral goats or from livestock,” Fraser explained patiently.
“Which means what?”
“Well, if it's a domesticated goat, it means that there should be people nearby. The tracks aren't all that old.”
“I got one more question for you, Fraser. No, two more questions. What am I doing here, and how the hell did I get to Canada by stepping through a... a... standalone closet?”
“Well, as I'm sure you recall, you and I had to hide in the wardrobe from those miscreants shooting at us. Furthermore, I'm not certain that we are, in fact, in Canada.”
“There's snow, trees and wildlife. We sure as hell ain't in Chicago anymore.”
“Yes, but it doesn't follow that we are in Canada. We may very well have been shot and are currently dreaming this escapade as we relax in a healing coma.”
“You are unbelievable, Benny. This is why you are supposed to wear the sticky notes that I give to you.”
For aingeal8c prompt 'What am I doing here'
Ray and Fraser walked down a snow-covered field bounded by trees. Well, Fraser walked. Ray took a few steps, fell face first into the snow, and got up again, sputtering.
“Damnit Fraser, how the hell can you move through the snow like that?” Ray finally yelled.
“I place one foot in front of - that's not what you meant, is it, Ray?”
“No, Benny. I want to know how you can walk through this stuff without falling down every two steps,” he said through gritted teeth.
“It's quite simple, you - oh, look, goat tracks.”
“Goat tracks? Goat tracks? I'm asking you how I can prevent myself from breaking a leg and then dying of pneumonia and you get worked up about goat tracks?”
“Don't be silly, Ray. It's a very valid observation since most wild goats live in barren areas . As you can tell, this area is not barren at all, so any goat tracks would be from either feral goats or from livestock,” Fraser explained patiently.
“Which means what?”
“Well, if it's a domesticated goat, it means that there should be people nearby. The tracks aren't all that old.”
“I got one more question for you, Fraser. No, two more questions. What am I doing here, and how the hell did I get to Canada by stepping through a... a... standalone closet?”
“Well, as I'm sure you recall, you and I had to hide in the wardrobe from those miscreants shooting at us. Furthermore, I'm not certain that we are, in fact, in Canada.”
“There's snow, trees and wildlife. We sure as hell ain't in Chicago anymore.”
“Yes, but it doesn't follow that we are in Canada. We may very well have been shot and are currently dreaming this escapade as we relax in a healing coma.”
“You are unbelievable, Benny. This is why you are supposed to wear the sticky notes that I give to you.”
For aingeal8c prompt 'What am I doing here'