PSoH:
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Rating: G
Word Count: 270
Characters: Sofu D, Norma; Alex mentioned
Notes: Haha, I'm going to look at this in the morning and regret this SO MUCH.
All D had managed to glean from Norma's tirade over the phone was that they had been invited to Christmas dinner with Alex and "that hag." She might have given more specifics at some point, but D had tired of her rage rather quickly and set the phone down on the table while he sold a young man a pair of lovebirds. As she was still ranting about Alex's wife when he returned some ten minutes later, she hadn't noticed his absence.
Finally though, she paused - from past experience, he presumed only to draw breath - and D asked mildly "Is there anything else?"
Norma huffed, the noise rattling down the telephone and making D wince. "It doesn't bother you at all, does it? Him and that - that -"
"I have said everything I needed to. Alex knows my feelings on the matter."
There was a long silence from the other end, before Norma said "We should have our own little celebration. Just the two of us." Her voice dropped to a low purr, the words curling from her like smoke. "A proper celebration, like the three of us used to have before he discovered respectability."
D smiled, remembering the last "celebration" Norma and Alex had held. It had been... A sight to behold, certainly. Norma had whirled through the city, leading them to the choicest venues, finding specimens of humanity that made D's stomach turn.
Finding them, and putting them to good use for once in their lives. Alex and Norma had glowed with borrowed warmth for days afterwards.
"To show Alex what he's given up."
"Exactly."
Rating: G
Word Count: 270
Characters: Sofu D, Norma; Alex mentioned
Notes: Haha, I'm going to look at this in the morning and regret this SO MUCH.
All D had managed to glean from Norma's tirade over the phone was that they had been invited to Christmas dinner with Alex and "that hag." She might have given more specifics at some point, but D had tired of her rage rather quickly and set the phone down on the table while he sold a young man a pair of lovebirds. As she was still ranting about Alex's wife when he returned some ten minutes later, she hadn't noticed his absence.
Finally though, she paused - from past experience, he presumed only to draw breath - and D asked mildly "Is there anything else?"
Norma huffed, the noise rattling down the telephone and making D wince. "It doesn't bother you at all, does it? Him and that - that -"
"I have said everything I needed to. Alex knows my feelings on the matter."
There was a long silence from the other end, before Norma said "We should have our own little celebration. Just the two of us." Her voice dropped to a low purr, the words curling from her like smoke. "A proper celebration, like the three of us used to have before he discovered respectability."
D smiled, remembering the last "celebration" Norma and Alex had held. It had been... A sight to behold, certainly. Norma had whirled through the city, leading them to the choicest venues, finding specimens of humanity that made D's stomach turn.
Finding them, and putting them to good use for once in their lives. Alex and Norma had glowed with borrowed warmth for days afterwards.
"To show Alex what he's given up."
"Exactly."