Jun 09, 2008 07:42
drabble request, peer pressure was real (spn), writing, black-eyed blues
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"I do not think she would like that."
Prometheus blinks and sits back. "Why not? What's not to like?"
Lethe squints one eye shut. "For one, she is a girl."
He snorts. "I know that."
She grins a little. "So, she is smarter than you."
She doesn't giggle. Her reward -- a facial expression that doesn't know whether to be proud or put-upon -- is mighty.
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Ee, thank you!
I swear, I'm going to not be a lazyass soon. I miss them.
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