Even though it was daytime, the "dolphins in space" theme had been carried over to the brunch. The mural was nowhere to be found, but inside the tent that had been set up to give everyone a shady place to gather, there were silver and blue metallic streamers and balloons hung up, and each of the tables had a blue flower arrangement on it
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Arthur violently shoved away the fear that the island might not let him go again, and leave him, stranded, in this bloody place-- but it had cost him his appetite. And so he just milled about the picnic, picking at this or that, but not really eating anything, keeping his eyes open for friends.
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Arthur! Arthur! Arthur! Brace yourself, man! Because there was a puppy coming in at what was practically a gallop, and he'd missed you, and so, in true puppy fashion, this meant that you were doomed to a tackle.
Which was avoidable enough, really. And probably for the best, considering the boy had his sword in his back and as a result he probably weighed about as much as a small car.
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Was about as far as Arthur got, because after several months? He was no longer fully primed to cope with Zack-charges. "What in the name of--"
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Especially since he was alive, unlike some crabby girls with too much hair.
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Yeah, he didn't know why he wasn't fat either.
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Or perhaps just plotting.
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Because Max liked looking at good looking women.
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From the wistful half-smile on her face, you'd think she'd missed that, too, in her own way.
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Once the worst of the crowd had died down, he wrestled himself loose from the picnic and stalked towards her. He stopped at her side, leaning back against a tree, and didn't say much. Or anything, really.
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(Townie radio squirrels, I am so sorry. *offers booze*)
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