Megan the Insane (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} terioncalling) wrote,@ 2007-09-12 03:45:00 |
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| Current mood: |  creative |
| Current music: | Elder Scrolls IV: Oblivion |
| Entry tags: | 50 prompts, drabble, original, varin, writing, ziggy |
“You are strange,” commented Varin as he gave Ziggy a sideways glance. He was still trying to figure out just why she was called that as nothing about her zigged. Or zagged. Or anything else with a ‘z’.
She just smiled at him around her sandwich. After chewing a bite, she garbled out, “Ev’y’one’s stwange, Vwar.”
“What?”
Ziggy rolled her eyes and repeated, “I said, everyone’s strange, Var.”
His eyebrows dipped as he stared blankly at her sandwich.
“So says the one eating peanut butter with tuna fish.”
“So?”
“So that’s strange!”
She sighed at that then nodded at the swarming streets beneath them as she took another bite from her sandwich. He shifted to a more comfortable spot on the edge of the bakery roof and frowned at the crowd.
“What?”
“Loo’,” she said then swallowed the bite. “Just look at all the people down there. Okay?”
“Alright…”
“Now get this…every single one of them is strange.”
“They are not!”
“Yes,” Ziggy intoned seriously. “They are.”
Varin wrinkled his nose then pointed out, “He doesn’t look strange.”
“Who?”
“The man there with the big white hat.”
She stared for a moment below them then chuckled and said, “Var, that’s a swan on his head.” As he blinked then slowly dropped his jaw open in shock, she took another bite from her sandwich. “Tol’ joo.”
He gave himself a shake and exclaimed, “That doesn’t mean anything!”
“Yes, it does.”
“Does not! Look…what about that fellow there? The one in the bright blue robes?”
“Well,” said Ziggy slowly, “for one thing he’s wearing a robe that could blind a hapless passerby in just the right light. Two…he’s married to a goat.”
“You’re joking!”
“Nope.”
Varin stared then started to point out someone else but Ziggy slapped her hand over his mouth. As he moved his eyes to look at her, she leaned close and took another bite of her peanut butter and tuna fish sandwich.
“Jus’ ac’ept i', Vwar,” she said before fully swallowing the bite and grinning broadly at him. “People are strange."
She just smiled at him around her sandwich. After chewing a bite, she garbled out, “Ev’y’one’s stwange, Vwar.”
“What?”
Ziggy rolled her eyes and repeated, “I said, everyone’s strange, Var.”
His eyebrows dipped as he stared blankly at her sandwich.
“So says the one eating peanut butter with tuna fish.”
“So?”
“So that’s strange!”
She sighed at that then nodded at the swarming streets beneath them as she took another bite from her sandwich. He shifted to a more comfortable spot on the edge of the bakery roof and frowned at the crowd.
“What?”
“Loo’,” she said then swallowed the bite. “Just look at all the people down there. Okay?”
“Alright…”
“Now get this…every single one of them is strange.”
“They are not!”
“Yes,” Ziggy intoned seriously. “They are.”
Varin wrinkled his nose then pointed out, “He doesn’t look strange.”
“Who?”
“The man there with the big white hat.”
She stared for a moment below them then chuckled and said, “Var, that’s a swan on his head.” As he blinked then slowly dropped his jaw open in shock, she took another bite from her sandwich. “Tol’ joo.”
He gave himself a shake and exclaimed, “That doesn’t mean anything!”
“Yes, it does.”
“Does not! Look…what about that fellow there? The one in the bright blue robes?”
“Well,” said Ziggy slowly, “for one thing he’s wearing a robe that could blind a hapless passerby in just the right light. Two…he’s married to a goat.”
“You’re joking!”
“Nope.”
Varin stared then started to point out someone else but Ziggy slapped her hand over his mouth. As he moved his eyes to look at her, she leaned close and took another bite of her peanut butter and tuna fish sandwich.
“Jus’ ac’ept i', Vwar,” she said before fully swallowing the bite and grinning broadly at him. “People are strange."