Room 512, Saturday, Middayish

Apr 24, 2010 18:40

Elena wasn't really sure where her big sister was, but that was okay, because that meant she wouldn't get lectured about not listening to Daaaaaaaaad. Daaaaaaaaaaaad wasn't here either and that meant this place was pretty cool. The room had some interesting high-tech gadgets in it that she was going to play with. And if she got caught, she was ( Read more... )

places: 512, bad ideas, weirdness: bratty child edition

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raspberryturk April 24 2010, 22:48:41 UTC
So, Reno had some important news to pass on to the Rookie. And a few questions to ask. And maybe he was seeking for her opinion on something, and this was all the sort of thing that normally he would pester Rude about, only he was fairly certain that Rude could only enable him so far, about certain things.

And that was why Elena's phone was ringing!

Oh, Reno. Your timing.

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findingelena April 24 2010, 22:56:22 UTC
Oooh, the phone was ringing! Maybe it would be someone fun. Elena scooped it up and pushed buttons until one of them made the ringing stop.

"Hello!" she chirped.

Wait. That wasn't how Dad said she should answer the phone. Uggggh, Dad.

"This is ..." Oh, Odin having a bad hair day. "Someone's phone, but they're not here right now. Can I take a message?"

Good enough. Answering the phone properly was boring. As Reno would probably guess from the flat recital.

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raspberryturk April 24 2010, 23:10:02 UTC
Oh, he very well could.

He wrinkled his nose a little.

"Elena's phone," he prompted. "You got any idea where she's at, kid?"

Knowing Fandom, he was possibly slightly afraid of the answer.

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findingelena April 24 2010, 23:17:52 UTC
"I'm Elena," she announced huffily. "So this is my phone. So there."

Hey, it would be okay if she broke it, then!

... she'd have to be more careful. She didn't want to break something if it was hers.

"And who's this? You're s'posed to give your name on the phone."

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sexonyoursheets April 24 2010, 23:25:53 UTC
Somewhere -- god help everyone -- little Noah had acquired candy. So he was chewing on a Twizzler when he stood in Elena's doorway and shouted at her.

"Hi! Whatcha doin'? Did you break that stuff? Can I help? I'm good at fixings! I'ma best!"

Noah had not been introduced to indoor voices, no.

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findingelena April 24 2010, 23:33:59 UTC
"I didn't break it," Elena said quickly. He couldn't prove it, so she hadn't. "It was like this when I got here. I was just trying to put it back together. Because I'm helpful."

... sure! That was entirely plausible. More or less.

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sexonyoursheets April 24 2010, 23:35:48 UTC
"I can help, I can help!" Noah shrieked, jumping up and down. "Want some candy?" he added generously. Even at four, Noah knew that offering girls presents would make them be nice to you.

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findingelena April 24 2010, 23:41:19 UTC
"You have candy?" That certainly got her attention, and she dropped whatever she had been fussing with rather carelessly in order to skip over to him. "Where did you get the candy from? Dad says I'm not 'lowed to have candy before dinner or it'll spoil my appletite."

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