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littlemanpoet · 11-16-2006, 06:57 PM

"Why, hello again, Aragorn." It was Becca, and she was smiling. She remembered! Sid couldn't help the smile that came to his face.

"You can call me Sid."

There was Midnight, her cat, tail high and back arched, her side brushing against Becca's shin. Midnight was looking straight at Sid with a look of appraisal.

"Hi Midnight. Are you glad to be safe at home again?" Sid grinned and looked up at Becca. He noticed a slight tilt of her head, an odd glint in her eye, as if she was considering something; what, he could not guess: whether he'd fit in her witch's kettle? Don't be silly, Sid!

He held out his pillow case, feeling very self-conscious. She was still smiling, still had that strange expression on her face. It made her look like very pretty. Sid was beginning to notice things like that a lot more just in the last two months. He let his imagination dance a little bit, which probably came from reading that one set of books more often than any other. He imagined that Becca was someone who had jumped out of that little short story he'd read, that she was the Queen of Faerie, and that she was masquerading as a neighbor on Halloween night. Ah, why not? he thought to himself.

"Trick or treat, my Lady." Sid immediately winced, which he was sure she had seen, and felt doubly foolish.

11-16-2006, 06:57 PM	#66
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	"Why, hello again, Aragorn." It was Becca, and she was smiling. She remembered! Sid couldn't help the smile that came to his face. "You can call me Sid." There was Midnight, her cat, tail high and back arched, her side brushing against Becca's shin. Midnight was looking straight at Sid with a look of appraisal. "Hi Midnight. Are you glad to be safe at home again?" Sid grinned and looked up at Becca. He noticed a slight tilt of her head, an odd glint in her eye, as if she was considering something; what, he could not guess: whether he'd fit in her witch's kettle? Don't be silly, Sid! He held out his pillow case, feeling very self-conscious. She was still smiling, still had that strange expression on her face. It made her look like very pretty. Sid was beginning to notice things like that a lot more just in the last two months. He let his imagination dance a little bit, which probably came from reading that one set of books more often than any other. He imagined that Becca was someone who had jumped out of that little short story he'd read, that she was the Queen of Faerie, and that she was masquerading as a neighbor on Halloween night. Ah, why not? he thought to himself. "Trick or treat, my Lady." Sid immediately winced, which he was sure she had seen, and felt doubly foolish. Last edited by littlemanpoet; 11-16-2006 at 08:23 PM.