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TLoS: LiM 29: Backroom Meetings P3

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"I'm doing a night class Ollie!" Cystal called up the stairs. "I've gotta go. Alright love? I'll be gone a few hours."
"Alright mum!" Olivia called back down the stairs.
"...I've left a Shepards pie ready meal in the oven, you just gotta warm it up if you get hungry."
"Alright, Mum..." Olivia called down in a slightly 'I get it!' tone. "See you later."
"bye Dear. Be good. Call me if you need anything."
"I will mum..." Olivia snorted. "Now go, or you're gonna be late."

...And then, she was home alone. Screw the pie. It came from a packet, and tasted like filth. She was straight downstairs once Cystal was gone, calling up Eve and listening to D&D.
"Olivia. You've not got that R&B crap on AGAIN, have you?" Eve asked on the phone.
"I like it." Olivia protested.
"Like a fish likes batter you do. You're only listening to it because that's what EVERY other person your age is."
"Oh, gods E. You sound like my mother..." Olivia huffed.
"Put something else on." Eve told her. "Firstly, we BOTH know that you like more..." There was a slight snicker down the end of the line.
"What?"
"Oh, you know..." Eve spoke in a slightly playful tone. "All that Jaaaaazz..."
"I don't talk like that."
"Yes you do." Eve teased. "You're gay for Jazz."
"That's below the wingline Eve..." Olivia snorted.
"Alright, fine..." Came Eve's reply. "But we BOTH know you like Jazz music... I'm amazed you haven't tried to learn how to play one of those... jazzy, things, yet..."
"Please... It's SOOOOO MK. And they're all fingers and thumbs... I don't even have the thumbs..."
"So?"
"So, I can't push those little, button, things..." She spoke.
"Alright, fine, but I... Wait..." There was a pause. "Yes, Dad... I'm talking to Olivia. Who else do I EVER talk to? Yes, I do talk to you. YES, I do talk to Nexus... I'm not into NEXUS, dammit! I said I was a lesbian. We had all kinds of BS because I... I WILL use text speak in a conversation. No, don't give me that George Orwell nonesence again. We're not all political book ready people! What? Oh, for the love of... FINE, I'll tell her..." Eve huffed, then spoke flatly. "Dad wants to talk to you."
"Err, ok." Olivia replied, trying to supress a giggle at the argument which just occured down the phone between Eve and her dad.
"Hey, Ollie." Came Ddraig's voice down the line.
"Hey, err... Do I call you Ddraig or Sir?"
"Olivia, you've been friends with my daughter since before the 20th Century. And I, personally, I like you. You REALLY, don't need to call me sir."
"ok..." Olivia repsonded. "So... Er... How has the search gone?" She asked.
"I'd... Rather not talk about it..." Ddraig told her.
"sorry."
"Hey, that's alright..." Came the dragon father's reply. "...Don't worry. we won't give up... Now, I wanna know about how you've been?"
"Oh... Well, my mum's started an arts class to bring extra money in. Since the country's had money problems and all."
"Ah, yes... but that sounds pretty cool." Ddraig spoke with a reassuring tone. "And we're trying everything we can to sort out the money problems over here..."
"Of course... I'm sure you'll figure it out Si... I mean, Ddraig... I mean..." She was inturrupted my a sudden doorbell ring. "Um, the door's gone, I gotta go."
"Oh, ok. It's been lovely talking to you again Olivia."
She smiled, then hung up.

Olivia has always had some, nerves, about opening the door to people she didn't know. She went to the big wooden doors, and peered out through the window peep, before opening it.
"Ah! So this IS the right house!" Blizzard shouted victoriously.
"Blizzard..." Olivia snorted. "What are you doing here? It's late... And..."
"Well..." Blizzard spoke. "I was in the area, and I remembered you used to live around here."
"Well, congratulations Blizzard, here I am... Anything else?"
"I wanted to see you..." Blizzard admitted.
"...Why?" Olivia asked, head at a tilt, and a suspicious look on her face.
"Please, can you let me in? I REALLY wanna catch up. It's been too long."
"Fine, but not too long..."

"I've never actually been in your house before." Blizzard spoke, sitting down on the sofa. "It's really quite... cosy."
Olivia sat down on another one of the chairs. "Yes... Cosy..." She frowned.
"Oh, no no." Blizzard protested. "It's a good cosy. Really. I like it."
"Oh..." Olivia looked around to the old bookcases, then the worn sofa and chairs, then to the 60s vynl stereo. "Thanks." she spoke.
"...And, it's home to, some really nice dragons..." He added. He then paused, then took Olivia's front paws in his own.
"I like you Olivia..." He spoke. "I've always liked you... A lot."
"Yes... I know..." Olivia spoke. "You made it very clear when we were younger..."
"Yes... but I was stupid back then..." He insisted. "Look, I've had time to grow up. I have my own business now, and I've got a few brains between my ears." He then advanced. "And I know you and me could work..."
"No, it, won't..." Olivia resisted, trying to pull away, but stuck in his eyes. "...You're not my type... Really, you're not... I'm, already seeing someone, anyway..."
"...What? You mean Eve?" He asked, causing Olivia to blush, for the first time, feeling a little, bad, about her relationship. "...Come on Ollie. We both know that we had SOMETHING, before she came along... Why else did you tolerate me all those years?" He then grew closer, stoking the back of her neck with his paw. "Come on... Look at us..." He spoke softly. "You, me... Two ice dragons. We're a good match..."
"but..."
"...Take a chance Olivia..." He seduced. "...There's nobody here... Just try to think... What does MAN taste like?"
That was the last thing he said before planting his lips against hers, while simultaneously lifting her paw to behind his own neck.
Olivia was shocked, she was kissing a guy... But she stayed in the kiss for the best part of several seconds... part of her, liked it? Why? Unless...
"Get, off me!" She spat, slapping him across the face. "Get out!" She shouted.
"But..."
"Get out!!" She screamed, shoving him, continuously, until he left...

From across the street, in a derelect block of flats, a lone dragon stood, looking into the living room of the Snowflurry Household.
There was a knock on the door.
"Enter." Dis shouted, and the door was opened.
"There, I did your job, and betrayed my best friend. Are we even?"
Dis turned around, a wicked grin on his face. He held up a digital camera, and waved it victoriously in Blizard's face.
"You could say that...</b>"
HEre we are, a new chapter. And things are REALLY stepping up for Eve's sub-story here...
And a little reveal: Olivia is, technically, bisexual. Which is a jab in the eye for all the narrow-minded homophobes out there. Which, for those who it may concern, there IS such a thing as a homophobe, and I persoanlly think its BS to call it a political correctness myth to "Appease Minorites". For if it is, then that suggests that "The majority" is narrow minded homophobes... Yeah, right... Whatever... ¬_¬
Ok, rant over. Sorry about that.

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TurboRex300's avatar
Oh. My. God. I know what he's going to do.