Winter is coming; daylight is fleeting; for the students among us, end-of-semester hell is just about to rear its ugly head. What better way to combat such woes than with a super-cheerful comment ficathon?
Wallace let out a whoop of victory as he chased after the basketball, “That’s what now? Thirty-three to two? You’re disappointing me, Veronica Mars.”
“Oh sure, like the star of the basketball team picking on the vertically-challenged school newspaper photographer is something to be proud of,” she panted out in response.
Wallace grinned - being winded really did a number on the snarkiness levels of her tone. “Also,” she said while sitting down heavily at the free-throw line, “I’ll have you know that my enormous ego is so bruised that I’m re-thinking ever making you those famous snickerdoodle-filled Spirit Boxes again. Just think about what you’re doing here. You’ll have to make do with Madison’s imposter, store-bought oatmeal raison cookies! Or God forbid she might actually try baking and you’ll end up with rock-hard shortbread and no teeth left to speak of.”
He arched an eyebrow, “So what you’re saying is that by hurting you I’m only hurting myself?”
THIS IS AMAZING! Thank you sooo much. Fic for these two is so rare and this one made me giggle all throughout. You really nailed both voices. It felt like it could have been a scene straight from the show.
“Oh sure, like the star of the basketball team picking on the vertically-challenged school newspaper photographer is something to be proud of,”
I'm really glad you liked it! And I just want to say I love your icon, I remember being all "WALLACE, NEVER LEAVE AGAIN ;o;" when that episode aired, haha.
---
Swish!
Wallace let out a whoop of victory as he chased after the basketball, “That’s what now? Thirty-three to two? You’re disappointing me, Veronica Mars.”
“Oh sure, like the star of the basketball team picking on the vertically-challenged school newspaper photographer is something to be proud of,” she panted out in response.
Wallace grinned - being winded really did a number on the snarkiness levels of her tone. “Also,” she said while sitting down heavily at the free-throw line, “I’ll have you know that my enormous ego is so bruised that I’m re-thinking ever making you those famous snickerdoodle-filled Spirit Boxes again. Just think about what you’re doing here. You’ll have to make do with Madison’s imposter, store-bought oatmeal raison cookies! Or God forbid she might actually try baking and you’ll end up with rock-hard shortbread and no teeth left to speak of.”
He arched an eyebrow, “So what you’re saying is that by hurting you I’m only hurting myself?”
“Ding ding ding! Tell him what he’s won, ( ... )
Reply
“Oh sure, like the star of the basketball team picking on the vertically-challenged school newspaper photographer is something to be proud of,”
PERFECT
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment