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suckmy12inchFINALLY done with the first challenge fic for Kyah.
"No."
"C'mon, Polly, you need to pick something! How about... this?"
"You already showed me that one and I said definitely not."
Trucy pouted up at Apollo and he had to avert his eyes to resist the girl's puppy look. It was a look she had perfected and last time he gave in, he'd ended up paying an extortionate amount of money on ice cream and various other sweet things, while trying to forget the disapproving expression of his bank manager. Even Mr. Wright managed to leech a few bottles of grape juice.
"Aw, but this one would work so well with your hair!"
Apollo had to stop himself from facepalming. "Trucy, I... I am not going to assist you at all if you keep trying to make me wear that bunny outfit." He paused, frowning. "I don't have the figure for it, for a start. Why do you have it?"
Trucy looked at the costume she was currently thrusting at Apollo, composed of a pair of bunny ears and some sort of leotard. "It's what all the great master magicians used to put their assistants in," she declared.
"Well, all right, but all the assistants were women, I think," Apollo pointed out. "That was made for someone more, er... filled out." Trucy looked at him oddly but he refused to elaborate.
She ratched her 'puppy look' up to eleven and Apollo pointedly went back to his journal. When he next looked up, she'd gone.
Not for long though. About ten minutes later, someone cleared their throat, making Apollo jump about a foot and then resist the urge to cringe because he recognised that sound very well indeed. Almost afraid to look up, Apollo raised his head and found himself confronted with Mr. Wright. Gulp.
"Are you busy?"
"...Yes?"
"So you don't want to help Trucy?"
Apollo blinked. "Well, I do but - "
"No, no, that's fine, I completely understand. Dedication to work is very important and that should absolutely come first, at all times."
Apollo opened his mouth to answer but Mr. Wright disappeared without further comment.
A minute or so later, Trucy wandered back in with her sad look now cranked up to about nine thousand. Apollo suppressed a sigh. "I'll wear the ears, if you really want."
It's terrible but at least I got it done
"No."
"C'mon, Polly, you need to pick something! How about... this?"
"You already showed me that one and I said definitely not."
Trucy pouted up at Apollo and he had to avert his eyes to resist the girl's puppy look. It was a look she had perfected and last time he gave in, he'd ended up paying an extortionate amount of money on ice cream and various other sweet things, while trying to forget the disapproving expression of his bank manager. Even Mr. Wright managed to leech a few bottles of grape juice.
"Aw, but this one would work so well with your hair!"
Apollo had to stop himself from facepalming. "Trucy, I... I am not going to assist you at all if you keep trying to make me wear that bunny outfit." He paused, frowning. "I don't have the figure for it, for a start. Why do you have it?"
Trucy looked at the costume she was currently thrusting at Apollo, composed of a pair of bunny ears and some sort of leotard. "It's what all the great master magicians used to put their assistants in," she declared.
"Well, all right, but all the assistants were women, I think," Apollo pointed out. "That was made for someone more, er... filled out." Trucy looked at him oddly but he refused to elaborate.
She ratched her 'puppy look' up to eleven and Apollo pointedly went back to his journal. When he next looked up, she'd gone.
Not for long though. About ten minutes later, someone cleared their throat, making Apollo jump about a foot and then resist the urge to cringe because he recognised that sound very well indeed. Almost afraid to look up, Apollo raised his head and found himself confronted with Mr. Wright. Gulp.
"Are you busy?"
"...Yes?"
"So you don't want to help Trucy?"
Apollo blinked. "Well, I do but - "
"No, no, that's fine, I completely understand. Dedication to work is very important and that should absolutely come first, at all times."
Apollo opened his mouth to answer but Mr. Wright disappeared without further comment.
A minute or so later, Trucy wandered back in with her sad look now cranked up to about nine thousand. Apollo suppressed a sigh. "I'll wear the ears, if you really want."
It's terrible but at least I got it done
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Date: 2010-02-10 12:58 am (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-02-10 01:00 am (UTC)