[fic] TGZ: Mid-west snippet
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ickaimpWord of the Day: Hypographia
The uncontrollable or obsessive urge to write consistantly.
... no... doesn't sound familiar at ALL.
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There were pros and cons to riding both the buses and the trains.
Buses got you places reasonably around on time, but were on the cramped, noisy, jostling side.
Trains were late. Not just minutes late, like you would occasionally get warnings for in Japan or Europe where the trains ran like clockwork, but up to half a day late. And no one seemed to care.
On the other hand, they didn't have any set plans or destinations and the trains had an Observation Lounge. Which was a central area for people to sit, talk, occasionally watch movies and catch an over priced bite to eat in the cafe downstairs or the diner car, the next car up.
But with windows that took up the side and the roof of the car, the Lounge car was the least claustrophobic place on the train, which is why Kaito liked it. Saguru didn't seem to mind keeping him company up there either, reading or talking to train aficionados.
"Step right up, Ladies and Gents, try your hand." A young voice called, interrupting his musings. "Poker! Place your bets here."
Kaito spotted the origin of the voice, a boy, pre-teens with spiky blond hair and wearing a red shirt. The boy had attracted several of the other train's children and a few adults. Kaito grinned to himself, rising. Saguru gave him a dry glance, silently admonishing him not to do anything stupid. Kaito patted him on the shoulder as he passed by, joining the crowd.
He watched a few games, waiting until people started to realise that the house always won before offering himself as an opponent. The kid sized him up, decided that he was probably an easy target and went with it.
Kaito won the first hand.
The kid frowned and offered another game.
Kaito won that game too. And the third and the fourth as well.
In the middle of the fifth game, a woman in a green dress and the tallest blue gravity defying hair interrupted them. "Bart! I can't believe it! You're trying to con these nice people! What have I told you about doing this?!"
"But Mom!! You don't understand!" The kid didn't have enough time to let out a proper whinge before his Mother had him by the ear and was marching him down the aisle. "The deck was stacked in MY favour!!! And he won every hand! Hey, Mister! Let me be your disciple! Teach me your tricks! Teach meee-"
The doors slid shut on the kid's pleading.
A spiky blond haired girl wearing a red dress who'd been sitting near by, sighed gustily. "Sorry about that." She said, folding up the thick tome she'd been reading. "My brother really is an idiot sometimes."
"No problem." Kaito smiled, setting down the hand he'd been holding to show off five aces. "We all meet someone better than us sometime or another."
The real trick was making it -later-.
-ende-
We don't own the Simpsons, no profit, etc etc. Standard disclaimers apply.
The uncontrollable or obsessive urge to write consistantly.
... no... doesn't sound familiar at ALL.
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There were pros and cons to riding both the buses and the trains.
Buses got you places reasonably around on time, but were on the cramped, noisy, jostling side.
Trains were late. Not just minutes late, like you would occasionally get warnings for in Japan or Europe where the trains ran like clockwork, but up to half a day late. And no one seemed to care.
On the other hand, they didn't have any set plans or destinations and the trains had an Observation Lounge. Which was a central area for people to sit, talk, occasionally watch movies and catch an over priced bite to eat in the cafe downstairs or the diner car, the next car up.
But with windows that took up the side and the roof of the car, the Lounge car was the least claustrophobic place on the train, which is why Kaito liked it. Saguru didn't seem to mind keeping him company up there either, reading or talking to train aficionados.
"Step right up, Ladies and Gents, try your hand." A young voice called, interrupting his musings. "Poker! Place your bets here."
Kaito spotted the origin of the voice, a boy, pre-teens with spiky blond hair and wearing a red shirt. The boy had attracted several of the other train's children and a few adults. Kaito grinned to himself, rising. Saguru gave him a dry glance, silently admonishing him not to do anything stupid. Kaito patted him on the shoulder as he passed by, joining the crowd.
He watched a few games, waiting until people started to realise that the house always won before offering himself as an opponent. The kid sized him up, decided that he was probably an easy target and went with it.
Kaito won the first hand.
The kid frowned and offered another game.
Kaito won that game too. And the third and the fourth as well.
In the middle of the fifth game, a woman in a green dress and the tallest blue gravity defying hair interrupted them. "Bart! I can't believe it! You're trying to con these nice people! What have I told you about doing this?!"
"But Mom!! You don't understand!" The kid didn't have enough time to let out a proper whinge before his Mother had him by the ear and was marching him down the aisle. "The deck was stacked in MY favour!!! And he won every hand! Hey, Mister! Let me be your disciple! Teach me your tricks! Teach meee-"
The doors slid shut on the kid's pleading.
A spiky blond haired girl wearing a red dress who'd been sitting near by, sighed gustily. "Sorry about that." She said, folding up the thick tome she'd been reading. "My brother really is an idiot sometimes."
"No problem." Kaito smiled, setting down the hand he'd been holding to show off five aces. "We all meet someone better than us sometime or another."
The real trick was making it -later-.
-ende-
We don't own the Simpsons, no profit, etc etc. Standard disclaimers apply.
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Date: 2006-03-15 10:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-15 08:17 pm (UTC)((Huggles Tdei!))
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Date: 2006-03-17 06:40 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-03-15 08:14 pm (UTC)Hey, who would win? Kaito or Allen?
Hmm... or it might end up in a draw, the two of them having fun/getting frustrated with trying to cheat the other one without any of the spectators catching on. *chuckles*
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Date: 2006-03-17 06:41 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-15 02:02 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-15 08:15 pm (UTC)-I changed the ending from the chat window, where it was typed up. #^^#
((Huggles))
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Date: 2006-03-15 07:21 pm (UTC)I CAN SO SEE BART DOING THIS! XDDDDD
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Date: 2006-03-15 08:16 pm (UTC)Turns out my partner is a fan of the Simpsons, so we watch it regularly now. ^^;;
Bart-voice is a lot easier than you'd think...
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Date: 2006-03-15 08:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-03-15 08:17 pm (UTC)And his magificence shall grow with every re-telling of the story. ^__^
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Date: 2006-03-15 08:56 pm (UTC)Milford: "...and he almost took you as his disciple? Wow..."
Bart: "Yeah. When I turned around, he had vanished in a puff of smoke, but you know what? We got to our station five hours before we had left. No shit. Todja. He was a GOD."
Milford: **awed nod of the Completely Believing**
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Date: 2006-03-16 12:18 am (UTC)And if you want a laugh, Wikipedia has a list of things Bart has written on the chalkboard (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/List_of_Bart_Simpson's_blackboard_sentences) during the opening sequences. ^___^
*cackles happily*
Yeah, that does sound like Bart and Milhouse too...
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Date: 2006-03-16 10:50 pm (UTC)*points and laughs*
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Date: 2006-03-16 02:44 am (UTC)