3w4dw drabble - coraline
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jaebility"I don't know," Wybie said doubtfully. "Super Katana Girl took down the entire Fortress of Fiends by herself. And she had amnesia from when she was kidnapped by aliens."
"I don't know why we're still talking about this." Coraline threw her crumpled candy bar wrapper into the trash - Perfect shot. "In fact, I don't know why we started talking about it in the first place."
Their good-natured squabble lasted the rest of the way home, with Coraline coming out top when she was able to connect Super Katana Girl's voice actor to Kevin Bacon in six steps to Wybie's seven. After that victory, standing at the bottom of the Pink Palace's sweeping drive way, it seemed like they'd finally run out of things to say. At least it seemed like that to Coraline, who couldn't come up with any other names to play Six Degrees with. And that was crazy, because there was always something to talk to Wybie about, from school to movies to books to ghosts, but now no words formed. She looked up the drive at the house crouching pink and terrible on the hill. Finally one sentence managed to be dredged from her slow-working mind, "Walk you home?"
He turned his head to look pointedly at his own house, which was about 30 seconds of walking away. She made an exaggerated huffing sigh but had to grin back at him. "Ok, dumb idea."
Wybie rolled his eyes and widened his grin. They stood there like idiots until a loud honk made them jump - Forcible and Spink at them from the back of Coraline's parents' car. Her mother waved to, but it was more of a "get out of the road" signal then a friendly greeting.
She laughed awkwardly and motioned toward her house. "I should probably get going. Mom'll be mad that I didn't put away the laundry like I promised."
"Walk you home?"
Now it was her turn to roll her eyes, though privately the offer made her strangely happy. "Somehow I think I'll manage to find my way."
"You never know. Maybe, uh, Monkey Man will jump out of the bushes or something."
"Monkey Man is the worst super villain of all time. 'The power of a thousand apes?' Lamest thing ever."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
She shifted her bag onto her other shoulder. The weird muteness was back and all she could do was smile like some sort of deranged mime. "So I had fun today. Thanks for the ice cream."
"Next week they're doing a back-to-back showing of some women-in-prison films from the 70s. Want to go?"
"Sounds disturbing on a variety of levels."
"Half campy, half creepy. All awesome."
"Yeah, ok." She said with a decisive nod. Wybie grinned again and then ruffled his hair, looking so pleased with himself that she had to add facetiously and slyly, "Is it a date?"
"What? Whoa. Wait."
"Nevermind," she said hurriedly. She was probably blushing, and he was definitely blushing, and the whole thing was awkward and she wished she had more options than staying silent and saying something stupid. "So I got to go. Later!"
"Hey, wait! Coraline!" He grabbed her hand, his own warm and callused. "Uh, that is. Yeah. It's a date, ok? I'll even get you popcorn. If that's all right with you. Or pretzels, if you want. Or both. Um."
"You are so weird."
"So are you!"
"Ok, then." She replied, surprised at how steady her voice was and how off-the-wall crazy her heart was acting. "I'll get the tickets."
"Ok."
"Ok."
"Good."
"Great."
"Stupendous."
"I don't know why we're still talking about this." Coraline threw her crumpled candy bar wrapper into the trash - Perfect shot. "In fact, I don't know why we started talking about it in the first place."
Their good-natured squabble lasted the rest of the way home, with Coraline coming out top when she was able to connect Super Katana Girl's voice actor to Kevin Bacon in six steps to Wybie's seven. After that victory, standing at the bottom of the Pink Palace's sweeping drive way, it seemed like they'd finally run out of things to say. At least it seemed like that to Coraline, who couldn't come up with any other names to play Six Degrees with. And that was crazy, because there was always something to talk to Wybie about, from school to movies to books to ghosts, but now no words formed. She looked up the drive at the house crouching pink and terrible on the hill. Finally one sentence managed to be dredged from her slow-working mind, "Walk you home?"
He turned his head to look pointedly at his own house, which was about 30 seconds of walking away. She made an exaggerated huffing sigh but had to grin back at him. "Ok, dumb idea."
Wybie rolled his eyes and widened his grin. They stood there like idiots until a loud honk made them jump - Forcible and Spink at them from the back of Coraline's parents' car. Her mother waved to, but it was more of a "get out of the road" signal then a friendly greeting.
She laughed awkwardly and motioned toward her house. "I should probably get going. Mom'll be mad that I didn't put away the laundry like I promised."
"Walk you home?"
Now it was her turn to roll her eyes, though privately the offer made her strangely happy. "Somehow I think I'll manage to find my way."
"You never know. Maybe, uh, Monkey Man will jump out of the bushes or something."
"Monkey Man is the worst super villain of all time. 'The power of a thousand apes?' Lamest thing ever."
"Yeah."
"Yeah."
She shifted her bag onto her other shoulder. The weird muteness was back and all she could do was smile like some sort of deranged mime. "So I had fun today. Thanks for the ice cream."
"Next week they're doing a back-to-back showing of some women-in-prison films from the 70s. Want to go?"
"Sounds disturbing on a variety of levels."
"Half campy, half creepy. All awesome."
"Yeah, ok." She said with a decisive nod. Wybie grinned again and then ruffled his hair, looking so pleased with himself that she had to add facetiously and slyly, "Is it a date?"
"What? Whoa. Wait."
"Nevermind," she said hurriedly. She was probably blushing, and he was definitely blushing, and the whole thing was awkward and she wished she had more options than staying silent and saying something stupid. "So I got to go. Later!"
"Hey, wait! Coraline!" He grabbed her hand, his own warm and callused. "Uh, that is. Yeah. It's a date, ok? I'll even get you popcorn. If that's all right with you. Or pretzels, if you want. Or both. Um."
"You are so weird."
"So are you!"
"Ok, then." She replied, surprised at how steady her voice was and how off-the-wall crazy her heart was acting. "I'll get the tickets."
"Ok."
"Ok."
"Good."
"Great."
"Stupendous."
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Date: 2010-05-10 10:20 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2010-05-10 10:55 pm (UTC)