Mar 19, 2013 12:42
Since this may not make it into final draft, I give you . . . The Fart Scene.
Thero was still in his tent when they returned. Alec and Mika sat outside by a watch fire, eating something from bowls.
“What’s for dinner?” Micum asked.
Mika made a face. “Bean soup. I hate bean soup!” Then with a giggle, “It makes me fart.”
Micum laughed and ruffled the boy’s hair. “Me, too. Could be a noisy night.”
Seregil smirked. “I don’t think I’ve ever known Thero to fart.”
The others dissolved into laughter at that.
“The level of discourse seems to have devolved considerably today,” Thero observed dryly, pushing back the tent flap.
“Sorry,” Alec said, then broke out laughing again.
Thero sighed and waved them inside. “I shouldn’t complain, I suppose. There was a time when Seregil would have made several comments on the condition of my sphincter by now.”
“’Better up than down. Saves wear and tear on the-’ Well, on the sphincter, my old gran used to say,” Micum offered.
“What’s a sphincter?” Mika asked.
“Where the farts come out,” Thero replied, deadpan. “Now, can we get to the business at hand, please?
Author's Note: It was actually my maternal grandmother who used to say "Better up than down, it saves wear and tear on the asshole." As I may have observed before, I come from earthy stock. And the word 'fart' makes me laugh like a 10 year old boy. I am smirking as I type this.
farts,
shards of time,
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