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interpol15) wrote2008-10-04 05:47 pm
interpol15) wrote2008-10-04 05:47 pm
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A small excerpt from my Jon of Narnia fic.
Ryan insists that he's going the right way for the meet and greet, but Brendon keeps pulling him the other way, while Spencer just sighs.
Brendon pulls Ryan down a hall, and yanks open a door. "It's this way, I swear"
"Fine, we'll try your route, since Ryan's isn't working" Spencer just sighs even bigger.
"Betrayal, Spencer Smith, betrayal. This means war."
Jon secretly hopes that this time, Ryan's word a day calender will be a victim. Who even knows what perspicacious even means?
They pile through the door, only to be greeted by a flash of light. And...the smell of trees?
"Dude, did we find a door outside?"
"We're in Santa Fe, Jon. It isn't exactly filled with woods."
Jon looks around at the untamed wilderness surrounding them.
"Well shit."
Brendon pulls Ryan down a hall, and yanks open a door. "It's this way, I swear"
"Fine, we'll try your route, since Ryan's isn't working" Spencer just sighs even bigger.
"Betrayal, Spencer Smith, betrayal. This means war."
Jon secretly hopes that this time, Ryan's word a day calender will be a victim. Who even knows what perspicacious even means?
They pile through the door, only to be greeted by a flash of light. And...the smell of trees?
"Dude, did we find a door outside?"
"We're in Santa Fe, Jon. It isn't exactly filled with woods."
Jon looks around at the untamed wilderness surrounding them.
"Well shit."
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