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Alec Troven ([personal profile] little_troven) wrote in [community profile] alternativewriting2012-08-03 12:10 pm
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It was only a matter of time before Alec got bored. He was the youngest there in the Very Nice garden party. No one seemed to be paying any real attention to him. Sure he'd gotten the turn around and introduced to Important People by Andrew. (Benefactor... tragic accident with parents... father worked in one Andrew's companies... blah... blah blah). Then the older women coo'd over him and pinched his cheeks. He got a lot of, "You're such a lucky little boy."

But that was over now.

Everyone was ignoring him.

His shoes pinched.

And then he heard a couple of people talking about how people in France ate snails. Curious, he decided to hunt out some snails to see if it really was as tasty as they said.

Alec couldn't find any snails, but there were slugs.

Slugs. Snails. Same thing, right?


A few minutes later a waiter walked up to Andrew and cleared his throat briefly.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew had been animately discussing a business deal with a very important fellow -- though not as important as Andrew himself, of course -- when the waiter cleared his throat. He turned around impatiently. "Yes?"
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 07:26 pm (UTC)(link)
Andrew narrowed his eyes. "Excuse me," he said to the important fellow, who was looking slightly alarmed, and strode over to the planters.

"Alec." It was one word, but it spoke volumes. It was simultaneously a question as to what, exactly, Alec was doing to get himself in trouble, and an admonition to stop it.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 07:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Observe Andrew sighing heavily, putting one hand to his forehead as though a headache is imminent. Which it may well be. Children.

"Are you attempting to eat that?" he asks, pointing at the offending slug which is crawling its way off the cracker as he speaks.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 07:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"Why?"

Does he really want to know why? He's not sure.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 07:38 pm (UTC)(link)
"And you thought it was somehow appropriate to eat snails out of the garden during a party, as opposed to waiting until we were in private and perhaps inquiring as to whether you might try some snails at a fancy restaurant someday? That request I could have accommodated. This..."

He shakes his head.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 07:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"It's not a trick question, it's a request to rethink your previous reasoning and determine why it was poor."

Because eating snails at a garden party seemed like poor reasoning to him.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-03 09:09 pm (UTC)(link)
"In the future..."

He shakes his head. There won't be a future event like this, because he's going to make sure Alec never eats slugs again.

"If you have any... bizarre thing you want to try, consult me first."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 12:22 am (UTC)(link)
"Eating slugs off the ground certainly fits one of my definitions of bizarre."

At the question about the ice cream, he shook his head slowly, as if unable to believe Alec was even asking it. "If there were, you wouldn't be having any. But, as luck would have it, there isn't."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 12:32 am (UTC)(link)
"You shouldn't have eaten them at all. Eating things off the ground is disgusting. And the party is for adults. Of course you wouldn't enjoy it, but the least you could do would be behave."

Which meant being invisible, essentially.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 12:46 am (UTC)(link)
"Someone said you were the spitting image of me?"

Well, that's a diversion from his anger. Instead, he now clearly feels awkward.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 12:52 am (UTC)(link)
"Probably not."

He shot a dirty glance at the direction of the party, assuming the woman was over there somewhere.

"What did she look like?"
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 12:58 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, her."

His voice was dripping with condescension, but unfortunately she was the wife of a very wealthy business partner, and he couldn't say anything against her.

"Next time, kick her."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 01:03 am (UTC)(link)
"I'd make a special exception for it."

A few moments later, he realizes that perhaps being sarcastic with a nine year old is a lost cause, and shakes his head. "Don't actually do it. But you're allowed to glare. In fact, I encourage it."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 01:06 am (UTC)(link)
"I agree."

It's times like these he actually likes having a mouthy little kid around. Nobody can blame a child for being disarmingly honest.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 01:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Another hour or two. Believe me, I'm bored too. Find something to do to entertain yourself."

If Alec were a couple years older, Andrew would offer him a drink. Hey, Andrew started drinking at twelve, and no harm was done. Debatably.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm not paying you anything, not after that display with the slugs."

He could probably be talked into paying something, but he wasn't going to let Alec know that.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
"Seven dollars for half an hour, and I don't care if you listen to what the 'nice' people are saying about me," Andrew countered back.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 04:12 am (UTC)(link)
"I hate the senator, and would desperately hope for him to burn in hell, should such a place exist."

Violence and anti-religious sentiments! He raises his child so well, doesn't he?
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 03:49 pm (UTC)(link)
"Go ahead. And don't get caught."

He figures Alec is sneaky enough to manage that.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 04:04 pm (UTC)(link)
"Ten."

He's always trying to haggle.
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 04:31 pm (UTC)(link)
He shakes his head, looking frustrated.

"Twelve, then."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 05:22 pm (UTC)(link)
"Twelve and a half."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
He sighs. "Fine, but only if you get something really good."
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[personal profile] rianofski 2012-08-04 08:33 pm (UTC)(link)
He shakes Alec's hand grudgingly, shaking his head all the while. "Go on, then. Get to work."