Ficlet: Definition
Feb. 23rd, 2008 11:15 pm"Excuse me?" She said, stepping up beside me at the bus stop. "I need an answer to a question."
"...Hit me." I was bored, and really didn't have much else going on.
"How would you define 'love'?" The lady next to me didn't look as she asked the question, flipping open a leather bound book and getting out a pen.
I looked at her a moment starting to speak, as I tried saying the usual line...but it wouldn't come out. Instead something purple-pink drifted out of my mouth, feeling like a hug from my mother, the taste of my first kiss, and the smell of sweet wine and fruit.
"Mhmm... yes, very good answer thank you." She smiled and mist sucked into the pen and book. "Move two steps over to the right please."
Stunned and really at a loss for what had just happened, I complied and took two long steps over into the street staring at her.
I didn't even see the bicycle messenger coming at me head on.
And that kids, is how I met your father.
"...Hit me." I was bored, and really didn't have much else going on.
"How would you define 'love'?" The lady next to me didn't look as she asked the question, flipping open a leather bound book and getting out a pen.
I looked at her a moment starting to speak, as I tried saying the usual line...but it wouldn't come out. Instead something purple-pink drifted out of my mouth, feeling like a hug from my mother, the taste of my first kiss, and the smell of sweet wine and fruit.
"Mhmm... yes, very good answer thank you." She smiled and mist sucked into the pen and book. "Move two steps over to the right please."
Stunned and really at a loss for what had just happened, I complied and took two long steps over into the street staring at her.
I didn't even see the bicycle messenger coming at me head on.
And that kids, is how I met your father.