High School AU - Part One
Story : knights & necromancers ( High School AU)
Timeframe : Monday
Malt Prompt : Dared by Falootin long, LONG ago to put them in high school
I'm finally posting it, even though it's not done. So, bear with me, it might still take a while, but I'm hoping that if I start posting I will be motivated to finish.
Strawberry Banana #25. Oversleeping with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 674 Rating : G
Kairn wriggled into his t-shirt, wild mop of dark hair popping through the collar as he forced it over his head, and shuffled stiffly into the kitchen. At the table, Shasa chased the remains of her Cheerios around her bowl with a spoon, idly batting them this way and that with no sign of any intent to finish eating them. Mom was already in her scrubs; hot pink ones today, with mutli-colored, ribbon-wrapped teddy bears splashed all over them. Kairn swore she didn’t have a single set that didn’t look like it should glow in the dark.
“Morning, sleepyhead.” She shot him a smile over the coffee cup and stack of Shasa’s books she was juggling.
“Mornin’, Mom,” said Kairn. He gave his head a groggy scratch and jabbed a finger in the direction of the coffeemaker. “Is that fresh?”
Mom followed the gesture as she laid Shasa’s books on the table and her smile faded. “Since when do you drink coffee?”
“Since…since right now?” He didn’t wait for approval to grab a mug from the overhead cabinet. “I got a test in math today.”
“I have,” Mom corrected reflexively, but it went unnoticed.
“Can I have coffee too, Mom?” Shasa chimed in.
“Absolutely not.”
“But Kairn-” she whined.
“I never said Kairn could have it either.”
The pot already in hand, Kairn turned back with a sigh. “Mom, don’t.”
“What happened to getting up in time for breakfast?”
“Up too late last night.” Kairn wrinkled his nose as he poured himself a cup and steam sailed up around his face. He gave the coffee a long, thoughtful look. “You put sugar in yours, right?”
Mom ignored him. “I take it you were studying?”
He grabbed the canister of sugar from the cabinet, shoveled a couple scoops into the coffee and swirled it about. It still didn’t look particularly appetizing. “I… Yeah, studying.”
Shasa snickered. Mom shot her a look. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing,” said Kairn, tossing his spoon into the sink. Mom turned her stare on him. How a tiny woman covered in rainbow teddy bears could look menacing, he was never quite sure, but it seemed his mother had made an art of it. “Really, nothing.” He lifted the mug to his lips, took a whiff and frowned at it. “We even started off studying this time, but you know Sethan.”
Mom gave him that half smile and slow shake of her head that said yes, she did know Sethan and she could easily guess they’d spent ten minutes on trig and the rest of the night playing video games. “Don’t make a habit of this, hon. Coffee’s no substitute for a good breakfast. Or for studying.”
Her now empty bowl pushed aside, Shasa was stuffing her books into her backpack. “You drink it every morning.”
“She’s a grown-up.” Kairn rolled his eyes. “She gets to do things she tells us not to.” He swore he saw Mom trying not to laugh at that. Still balancing his untouched coffee in one hand, he scooped up his bag with the other. “Come on, Shas.”
“Good luck on your test,” Mom called, as they headed for the door.
“Thanks.”
Shasa turned back with a perky little wave. “Bye, Mom.”
“Bye, Shas.”
When the door was shut behind them, Shasa rounded on him. “So are you going to drink it or what?” she said, stretching up on her toes to peer over the rim of the cup.
“Of course I’m going to drink it.” He scowled at her and brought the mug to his lips again. Shasa raised a brow. The steam tickled his nose. He’d been smelling coffee all his life; Mom brewed herself a pot every morning, and while he never really disliked the smell, it didn’t exactly say hey, put this in your mouth either. He wrinkled his nose, took a gulp, and gagged. “How can she stand this stuff?”
“Let me try!”
He jerked the mug up out of her reach. “Fat chance. Now get to the bus.”
Strawberry Banana #8. Good Luck Charm with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 368 Rating : G
“Ready for Trig?” Reida asked, as she and Kairn unloaded their books into their lockers, side by side.
Kairn laughed. “Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.”
“You studied with Sethan last night, didn’t you.” She had her head in her locker, so he couldn’t see her roll her eyes, but he could hear it in her tone well enough.
“Something wrong with that?”
“What did you spend on trig, five minutes? I keep telling you, you should come study at my house.”
Kairn glowered at the bent over backside protruding from the locker that was all he could see of Reida. “Like you’d spend even five minutes showing me anything that had to do with Trig at all,” he said, before leaning back into his own locker.
Reida’s hand snapped around the edge of his open locker door. He leaned out to find her leering at him, all pearly teeth and cherry lips. “Oh please,” she said. “It would be all about all sorts of interesting angles.”
“You come up with some of the worst lines.” He pulled out his last notebook, and the coffee cup tumbled out of his bag and into his hand.
“What’ve you got there?”
“One of my mom’s mugs. ‘Cause of the test, I-”
She wrinkled her nose. “That thing magical or something?”
“Huh?” He turned it over in his hands, frowning at the scuffed yellow and blue floral pattern. “No, it just had coffee in it. Too many video games at Sethan’s last night, I needed something this morning, and I wasn’t done before I had to get on the bus, so…”
Reida sniffed. “Looks like it worked really well.”
“Huh?”
“Oh, you’re just wide awake, aren’t you?” She gave his hair a tousling, and Kairn scowled at her.
“Well, unless you have something that is magical.”
“Nope, fresh out.”
The first bell rang. Kairn stuffed the mug back into his empty backpack, hung the backpack on its hook and hefted his stack of books for morning classes. “See you in an hour,” he said as his locker banged shut.
“Try not to fall asleep in English,” Reida called after him, “or you might not make it to Trig at all.”
Timeframe : Monday
Malt Prompt : Dared by Falootin long, LONG ago to put them in high school
I'm finally posting it, even though it's not done. So, bear with me, it might still take a while, but I'm hoping that if I start posting I will be motivated to finish.
Strawberry Banana #25. Oversleeping with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 674 Rating : G
Kairn wriggled into his t-shirt, wild mop of dark hair popping through the collar as he forced it over his head, and shuffled stiffly into the kitchen. At the table, Shasa chased the remains of her Cheerios around her bowl with a spoon, idly batting them this way and that with no sign of any intent to finish eating them. Mom was already in her scrubs; hot pink ones today, with mutli-colored, ribbon-wrapped teddy bears splashed all over them. Kairn swore she didn’t have a single set that didn’t look like it should glow in the dark.
“Morning, sleepyhead.” She shot him a smile over the coffee cup and stack of Shasa’s books she was juggling.
“Mornin’, Mom,” said Kairn. He gave his head a groggy scratch and jabbed a finger in the direction of the coffeemaker. “Is that fresh?”
Mom followed the gesture as she laid Shasa’s books on the table and her smile faded. “Since when do you drink coffee?”
“Since…since right now?” He didn’t wait for approval to grab a mug from the overhead cabinet. “I got a test in math today.”
“I have,” Mom corrected reflexively, but it went unnoticed.
“Can I have coffee too, Mom?” Shasa chimed in.
“Absolutely not.”
“But Kairn-” she whined.
“I never said Kairn could have it either.”
The pot already in hand, Kairn turned back with a sigh. “Mom, don’t.”
“What happened to getting up in time for breakfast?”
“Up too late last night.” Kairn wrinkled his nose as he poured himself a cup and steam sailed up around his face. He gave the coffee a long, thoughtful look. “You put sugar in yours, right?”
Mom ignored him. “I take it you were studying?”
He grabbed the canister of sugar from the cabinet, shoveled a couple scoops into the coffee and swirled it about. It still didn’t look particularly appetizing. “I… Yeah, studying.”
Shasa snickered. Mom shot her a look. “What’s that supposed to mean?”
“Nothing,” said Kairn, tossing his spoon into the sink. Mom turned her stare on him. How a tiny woman covered in rainbow teddy bears could look menacing, he was never quite sure, but it seemed his mother had made an art of it. “Really, nothing.” He lifted the mug to his lips, took a whiff and frowned at it. “We even started off studying this time, but you know Sethan.”
Mom gave him that half smile and slow shake of her head that said yes, she did know Sethan and she could easily guess they’d spent ten minutes on trig and the rest of the night playing video games. “Don’t make a habit of this, hon. Coffee’s no substitute for a good breakfast. Or for studying.”
Her now empty bowl pushed aside, Shasa was stuffing her books into her backpack. “You drink it every morning.”
“She’s a grown-up.” Kairn rolled his eyes. “She gets to do things she tells us not to.” He swore he saw Mom trying not to laugh at that. Still balancing his untouched coffee in one hand, he scooped up his bag with the other. “Come on, Shas.”
“Good luck on your test,” Mom called, as they headed for the door.
“Thanks.”
Shasa turned back with a perky little wave. “Bye, Mom.”
“Bye, Shas.”
When the door was shut behind them, Shasa rounded on him. “So are you going to drink it or what?” she said, stretching up on her toes to peer over the rim of the cup.
“Of course I’m going to drink it.” He scowled at her and brought the mug to his lips again. Shasa raised a brow. The steam tickled his nose. He’d been smelling coffee all his life; Mom brewed herself a pot every morning, and while he never really disliked the smell, it didn’t exactly say hey, put this in your mouth either. He wrinkled his nose, took a gulp, and gagged. “How can she stand this stuff?”
“Let me try!”
He jerked the mug up out of her reach. “Fat chance. Now get to the bus.”
Strawberry Banana #8. Good Luck Charm with Chopped Nuts
Word Count : 368 Rating : G
“Ready for Trig?” Reida asked, as she and Kairn unloaded their books into their lockers, side by side.
Kairn laughed. “Ready as I’ll ever be, I guess.”
“You studied with Sethan last night, didn’t you.” She had her head in her locker, so he couldn’t see her roll her eyes, but he could hear it in her tone well enough.
“Something wrong with that?”
“What did you spend on trig, five minutes? I keep telling you, you should come study at my house.”
Kairn glowered at the bent over backside protruding from the locker that was all he could see of Reida. “Like you’d spend even five minutes showing me anything that had to do with Trig at all,” he said, before leaning back into his own locker.
Reida’s hand snapped around the edge of his open locker door. He leaned out to find her leering at him, all pearly teeth and cherry lips. “Oh please,” she said. “It would be all about all sorts of interesting angles.”
“You come up with some of the worst lines.” He pulled out his last notebook, and the coffee cup tumbled out of his bag and into his hand.
“What’ve you got there?”
“One of my mom’s mugs. ‘Cause of the test, I-”
She wrinkled her nose. “That thing magical or something?”
“Huh?” He turned it over in his hands, frowning at the scuffed yellow and blue floral pattern. “No, it just had coffee in it. Too many video games at Sethan’s last night, I needed something this morning, and I wasn’t done before I had to get on the bus, so…”
Reida sniffed. “Looks like it worked really well.”
“Huh?”
“Oh, you’re just wide awake, aren’t you?” She gave his hair a tousling, and Kairn scowled at her.
“Well, unless you have something that is magical.”
“Nope, fresh out.”
The first bell rang. Kairn stuffed the mug back into his empty backpack, hung the backpack on its hook and hefted his stack of books for morning classes. “See you in an hour,” he said as his locker banged shut.
“Try not to fall asleep in English,” Reida called after him, “or you might not make it to Trig at all.”