6th January 2016 Writings
6th
Excerpt from: Quinn's Code (Daria AU) 15: Yeager 0.68 Beta, Morgendorffer 1.05 RC
“Maybe the Yeagers are onto something. At least they are not caught up in constant state of consumer frenzy,” Daria said.
“Yeah , I guess if you're gonna insits on holding onto something from the early Seventies, peace and love beats a Mission Impossible lunchbox,” Trent said.
“Especially if the lunch is still in it,” Daria added.
“Well, let's go give Jesse and Jane a break,” Trent suggested.
They then ran into those two. “Too late,” Daria said.
“Who's watching the booth?” Trent asked.
“Jen and Upchuck,” Jane said.
“I don't think the latter is...” Daria said. She pointed to where the wannabe Casanova and their history teacher were rummaging through boxes of magazines.
“You have redeemed yourself, Charles. Woof!” DeMartino was saying.
“Um... Where's Jennifer?” Daria asked when she saw the ransacked booth.
The girl in question appeared. “Sorry! I had to go to the bathroom!” She said.
“Figures!” Daria said, annoyed at the circumstance.
“You're forgiven,” Jane said. She turned to Upchuck, and grabbed him by the ear. “You should have seen when Jen left the booth!”
“Um, less to carry home?” Upchuck said in a hopeful tone.
“Daria?” Jane asked.
“It's not worth it,” Daria said after a moment of thought.
As they drove away from the flea market in the Tank, Jesse said. 'Well, we do have three copies left of 'Boston'.”
“At least we're not money grabbing capitalist pigs, right, Daria?” Trent asked.
“Yeah, we're hard core believers in voluntary simplicity,” Daria said.
Jennifer looked at Jane in confusion.
“Don't look at me!” Jane said.
Cindy, Ethan and Quinn had gone to the Pizza place. “No, they never formally charged them, but they did keep them there in jail for the next day,” Ethan said.
“Wow!” Quinn said, as she put the information in her PDA. “This has gotta be worth at least twenty five bucks. Now, tell me again about how Mom punched out the cop?”
Cindy sighed.
It was late when Daria, Quinn and Ethan arrived back at the Morgendorffers. “Girls, I expected you for dinner!” Helen admonished. “Before I officially ground you, would you care to account for your whereabouts?”
“Sure,” Daria said. She took out a notepad. “But first, a few questions. “Number one: Why did you and Dad spend a night in jail in Boulder in August, 1976?”
Helen gasped. Then Daria asked another question...
Sunday, April 2, 2006
The Yeagers were ready to leave.
“Ethan?” Quinn asked, once their fathers had said goodbye.
“Yeah?”
“You never told me whether you thought I was, you know, cute?”
“Oh, well, sure you're cute.”
“Thanks.”
“And you're knowledgeable about stuff,” Ethan added, uncertainly.
“Yes...” Quinn prompted.
“But you're too invested in your identity as a 'geek'.”
Words: 489
Excerpt from: Quinn's Code (Daria AU) 15: Yeager 0.68 Beta, Morgendorffer 1.05 RC
“Maybe the Yeagers are onto something. At least they are not caught up in constant state of consumer frenzy,” Daria said.
“Yeah , I guess if you're gonna insits on holding onto something from the early Seventies, peace and love beats a Mission Impossible lunchbox,” Trent said.
“Especially if the lunch is still in it,” Daria added.
“Well, let's go give Jesse and Jane a break,” Trent suggested.
They then ran into those two. “Too late,” Daria said.
“Who's watching the booth?” Trent asked.
“Jen and Upchuck,” Jane said.
“I don't think the latter is...” Daria said. She pointed to where the wannabe Casanova and their history teacher were rummaging through boxes of magazines.
“You have redeemed yourself, Charles. Woof!” DeMartino was saying.
“Um... Where's Jennifer?” Daria asked when she saw the ransacked booth.
The girl in question appeared. “Sorry! I had to go to the bathroom!” She said.
“Figures!” Daria said, annoyed at the circumstance.
“You're forgiven,” Jane said. She turned to Upchuck, and grabbed him by the ear. “You should have seen when Jen left the booth!”
“Um, less to carry home?” Upchuck said in a hopeful tone.
“Daria?” Jane asked.
“It's not worth it,” Daria said after a moment of thought.
As they drove away from the flea market in the Tank, Jesse said. 'Well, we do have three copies left of 'Boston'.”
“At least we're not money grabbing capitalist pigs, right, Daria?” Trent asked.
“Yeah, we're hard core believers in voluntary simplicity,” Daria said.
Jennifer looked at Jane in confusion.
“Don't look at me!” Jane said.
Cindy, Ethan and Quinn had gone to the Pizza place. “No, they never formally charged them, but they did keep them there in jail for the next day,” Ethan said.
“Wow!” Quinn said, as she put the information in her PDA. “This has gotta be worth at least twenty five bucks. Now, tell me again about how Mom punched out the cop?”
Cindy sighed.
It was late when Daria, Quinn and Ethan arrived back at the Morgendorffers. “Girls, I expected you for dinner!” Helen admonished. “Before I officially ground you, would you care to account for your whereabouts?”
“Sure,” Daria said. She took out a notepad. “But first, a few questions. “Number one: Why did you and Dad spend a night in jail in Boulder in August, 1976?”
Helen gasped. Then Daria asked another question...
Sunday, April 2, 2006
The Yeagers were ready to leave.
“Ethan?” Quinn asked, once their fathers had said goodbye.
“Yeah?”
“You never told me whether you thought I was, you know, cute?”
“Oh, well, sure you're cute.”
“Thanks.”
“And you're knowledgeable about stuff,” Ethan added, uncertainly.
“Yes...” Quinn prompted.
“But you're too invested in your identity as a 'geek'.”
Words: 489