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Challenge: Two Characters Who Don't Know Each Other Interacting
Title: The Book Club
Length: 818 words
Warnings: None
Summary: Tomoeda's most fantasy-based book club meets! It would have been more plotsome had I more time and energy, but.. I didn't. Has a Suppi focus.
The Book Club
In Tomoeda Elementary’s Library and Literature Resource Room, there was one bookshelf section that consisted of books no one really looked at. Not many elementary school age children were found of reading Voltaire’s philosophies, for example. This was a perfect meeting spot for Tomoeda’s most fantasy-based book club.
“The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe,” Naoko cried, her eyes starry. “What a great book!!”
“Overly popularised,” Spinel Sun shut his large eyes, perched on the shelf itself. Naoko was sitting on a footstool next to him. “Especially with the motion picture out. Takes away from the public imagination, it does.”
Across from both, Matsumoto Maki nodded. “However, there is nothing wrong with popularity. How popular a novel is does not matter, it is your own personal opinion, and one should not be prejudiced against a novel simply because it is popular..”
“Exactly right!!” Naoko smiled. “I loved the plot!!”
Spinel sighed and eyed both females, trying to organise his thoughts before speaking. “Still..”
“Someone’s coming!!” Naoko picked up Spinel to tuck into her knapsack, but the guardian plushie brushed her hand away disdainfully and fluttered to the top of the shelf. He reminisced over having run across her after waking up in Eriol’s desk after the sugary furor that Kero had placed him into when they had first met.
Now that he thought of it, he could remember waking up, immediately cognizant of his situation. He could remember being surprised at how soft the material Eriol had enwrapped him in was, and how comfortable the dark confines of the cavernous desk were. It was almost as if his master kept a portion of the desk ready for emergencies exactly like that one.
The only problem was that this had been a bit stuffy, even for the librophilic plush who spent much of his time reading in small spaces. The thing was, Eriol had nice gardens to go out into if the rooms got too stuffy..
He lifted the desktop lid up, circumspected the room, and immediately regretted it. There was a girl on a break from the festivities reading a book in the corner who glanced up at him, and then slammed the book shut and ran over.
And so she had discovered him. The fantasy-adoring grade school girl had entirely accepted him however. “It’s just like one of my fantasy novels!!” And after a bit of discussion and letter writing to remain in touch (Spinel could much easier walk across a paper with a good quill rather than try and get his digitless paws to type with any sort of speed), the two had decided to form a book club.
Naoko had brought Maki-san. Apparently the lady had lived long enough with plush toys, particularly the Jump card, to not be so unnerved by Spinel’s appearance. It had shocked the plushie how liberal they were in that. From what he’d heard from Kero, Sakura had not been nearly so understanding at their first meeting…
“Am I late?” a soprano voice snapped Spinel out of his reverie. Tomoyo had walked down the maze of bookshelves and approached the group.
“You all are to class!!” a teacher’s voice snapped several shelves down.
“Oh, I have a pass!!!” Tomoyo waved the white sheet of paper.
Naoko’s eyes became teary. “I don’t… taihen, our meeting was so short and we didn’t get to discuss the book at all...”
“The next meeting is only a week from now. We can all compose our thoughts and write down parts of the book we enjoyed and things to discuss in the interim,” Spinel said, already heading for the air vent that led to the back of room 5-2.
“Sounds perfect! Spinel, are you going to write tonight..? I’m waiting for your response to the RP…”
“RP..?” Tomoyo’s eyes widened. “Is it a Cardcaptor Sakura RP..? With Sakura-chan in it?” Her hand stroked her camera absently as she asked.
“I-I..” Spinel’s eye twitched and he turned from the vent. “It is not an ‘Ar-pee’, it is a correspondence, round-robin story. I am not a thoughtless internet.. internet..”
“n00b?” Naokogiggled, her final word as the teacher threatened to come and chase them out. Maki had already left to reopen her shop for the lunchtime customers. And thus the Book Club’s second and brief meeting ended.
Nakuru flounced out of hiding from two shelves down, cackling.
~~
Eriol found a strange message in magic graffiti on a school wall as he walked home from school that day (he could tell it was Nakuru’s magic, it had that faint obnoxious tingle to it). Spinel, having since forsaken Eriol’s pocket for his shoulder, blinked several times.
In bold red letters, it read a simple, unpunctuated message.
“SUPPI’S A N00B”
Epilogue
As the front gate swung open in front of Eriol and he walked up his pathway, a soft voice finally came from his shoulder.
“Who’s Suppi…?”
Title: The Book Club
Length: 818 words
Warnings: None
Summary: Tomoeda's most fantasy-based book club meets! It would have been more plotsome had I more time and energy, but.. I didn't. Has a Suppi focus.
The Book Club
In Tomoeda Elementary’s Library and Literature Resource Room, there was one bookshelf section that consisted of books no one really looked at. Not many elementary school age children were found of reading Voltaire’s philosophies, for example. This was a perfect meeting spot for Tomoeda’s most fantasy-based book club.
“The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe,” Naoko cried, her eyes starry. “What a great book!!”
“Overly popularised,” Spinel Sun shut his large eyes, perched on the shelf itself. Naoko was sitting on a footstool next to him. “Especially with the motion picture out. Takes away from the public imagination, it does.”
Across from both, Matsumoto Maki nodded. “However, there is nothing wrong with popularity. How popular a novel is does not matter, it is your own personal opinion, and one should not be prejudiced against a novel simply because it is popular..”
“Exactly right!!” Naoko smiled. “I loved the plot!!”
Spinel sighed and eyed both females, trying to organise his thoughts before speaking. “Still..”
“Someone’s coming!!” Naoko picked up Spinel to tuck into her knapsack, but the guardian plushie brushed her hand away disdainfully and fluttered to the top of the shelf. He reminisced over having run across her after waking up in Eriol’s desk after the sugary furor that Kero had placed him into when they had first met.
Now that he thought of it, he could remember waking up, immediately cognizant of his situation. He could remember being surprised at how soft the material Eriol had enwrapped him in was, and how comfortable the dark confines of the cavernous desk were. It was almost as if his master kept a portion of the desk ready for emergencies exactly like that one.
The only problem was that this had been a bit stuffy, even for the librophilic plush who spent much of his time reading in small spaces. The thing was, Eriol had nice gardens to go out into if the rooms got too stuffy..
He lifted the desktop lid up, circumspected the room, and immediately regretted it. There was a girl on a break from the festivities reading a book in the corner who glanced up at him, and then slammed the book shut and ran over.
And so she had discovered him. The fantasy-adoring grade school girl had entirely accepted him however. “It’s just like one of my fantasy novels!!” And after a bit of discussion and letter writing to remain in touch (Spinel could much easier walk across a paper with a good quill rather than try and get his digitless paws to type with any sort of speed), the two had decided to form a book club.
Naoko had brought Maki-san. Apparently the lady had lived long enough with plush toys, particularly the Jump card, to not be so unnerved by Spinel’s appearance. It had shocked the plushie how liberal they were in that. From what he’d heard from Kero, Sakura had not been nearly so understanding at their first meeting…
“Am I late?” a soprano voice snapped Spinel out of his reverie. Tomoyo had walked down the maze of bookshelves and approached the group.
“You all are to class!!” a teacher’s voice snapped several shelves down.
“Oh, I have a pass!!!” Tomoyo waved the white sheet of paper.
Naoko’s eyes became teary. “I don’t… taihen, our meeting was so short and we didn’t get to discuss the book at all...”
“The next meeting is only a week from now. We can all compose our thoughts and write down parts of the book we enjoyed and things to discuss in the interim,” Spinel said, already heading for the air vent that led to the back of room 5-2.
“Sounds perfect! Spinel, are you going to write tonight..? I’m waiting for your response to the RP…”
“RP..?” Tomoyo’s eyes widened. “Is it a Cardcaptor Sakura RP..? With Sakura-chan in it?” Her hand stroked her camera absently as she asked.
“I-I..” Spinel’s eye twitched and he turned from the vent. “It is not an ‘Ar-pee’, it is a correspondence, round-robin story. I am not a thoughtless internet.. internet..”
“n00b?” Naokogiggled, her final word as the teacher threatened to come and chase them out. Maki had already left to reopen her shop for the lunchtime customers. And thus the Book Club’s second and brief meeting ended.
Nakuru flounced out of hiding from two shelves down, cackling.
~~
Eriol found a strange message in magic graffiti on a school wall as he walked home from school that day (he could tell it was Nakuru’s magic, it had that faint obnoxious tingle to it). Spinel, having since forsaken Eriol’s pocket for his shoulder, blinked several times.
In bold red letters, it read a simple, unpunctuated message.
“SUPPI’S A N00B”
Epilogue
As the front gate swung open in front of Eriol and he walked up his pathway, a soft voice finally came from his shoulder.
“Who’s Suppi…?”