tag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-27:1294675TybaultTybaultTybault2014-11-07T20:14:01Ztag:dreamwidth.org,2011-12-27:1294675:1302Tybalt, you ratcatcher! Will you walk?2014-10-30T22:12:00Z2014-11-07T20:14:01Zpublic12<span style="font-size: smaller;"> [OOC: All dialog and events herein come from the short story <em>Rat-Catcher</em> which is from the anthology </span><em style="font-size: smaller;">A Fantasy Medley 2</em><span style="font-size: smaller;">.</span><span style="font-size: smaller;">]</span><br /><br /><u>June, 1666. London, England.<br /></u><br />"I do love the way they stage the duels here," Rand commented to me as we perched up in the rafters of the theater the Duke Company used for their productions.<br /><br />I sat cross-legged and scowled at him. "You've seen this show a dozen times!"<br /><br />"Closer to a dozen dozens, more likely, and yet I never tire of it," he said, glancing away from the actors long enough to grin at me. "Can't you relax for one evening, and enjoy a little entertainment?"<br /><br />"No, I can't, and neither should you," I replied, and folded my arms. "Father wants you."<br /><br />"So he sent you to retrieve me?" Rand scoffed. "Did he consider, for a moment, that I might refuse to come?"<br /><br />"He did, yes."<br /><br />"And?"<br /><br />"And if I fail to retrieve you, I'm to be put to work minding the kittens for a week's time, to teach me obedience," I replied with a baleful scowl. "I won't mind kittens for <em>you</em>, Rand. You're coming with me, whether you like it or not."<br /><br />"Am I, then?" Rand asked, raising an eyebrow. "Will you fight me in order to bring me home? Much as I love you, darling Jill, I doubt you'd come out the winner in that particular contest."<br /><br />"I won't fight you."<br /><br />"Then what?"<br /><br />"I'll sit here and cry through your precious performance if you refuse to come. And tomorrow night, when my time in the nursery ends, I'll do the same. And the night after that, until such time as you apologize to me." I replied and smiled sweetly. "You can save us both a great deal of time and suffering if you simply come with me now."<br /><br />Rand cast a longing look towards the actors. Mercutio was preparing to die, and in the process was layering curses down on both waring houses. "Are you sure father can't wait?"<br /><br />"Come <strong><em>on</em></strong>!"<br /><br /><img src="https://www.dreamwidth.org/tools/commentcount?user=shadowandsnark&ditemid=1302" width="30" height="12" alt="comment count unavailable" style="vertical-align: middle;"/> comments