The Trilogy: An Ikeaverse Installment
Title: The Trilogy
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: don't own them.
May the Fourth be with you!
A/N: Part of an open 'verse that begins with " Normaling."
Laura was sitting at the desk in Bill’s apartment that he was kind enough to let her commandeer when she came to stay with him. For the past week, they were splitting their time between her condo and his apartment. And his apartment was becoming cluttered with her things. His desk filled with her papers. His shelves contained some of her books. She didn’t have a toothbrush there, though; they were sharing his.
She was grading papers at his desk and becoming frustrated. Only Billy seemed to understand the concept of the quote sandwich. She’d have to explain it yet again. Maybe she’d let Bill give it a shot as well. He was pretty good at explaining things, and it never receive information in different ways. Anyway, she was just about to throw her hands up in frustration and possibly growl, when Bill disturbed her.
“We have a situation.”
“Oh no! What’s wrong?”
“You’ve never seen the trilogy.”
“Damn it, Bill! Don’t do that! You know how jumpy I can get.”
“Sorry, Laura, but it’s a serious situation.”
“The trilogy?”
“It’s very important to me.”
“What trilogy are we talking about again?”
“Laura, there is only one trilogy that really matters--okay, maybe two, but this one was first.”
“Oh, the Star Trek movies.”
“Star Wars.”
“I don’t see the difference.”
“I’m going to ignore that for now.”
“So, how are we going to remedy the situation?”
“We’re going to sit down and watch it.”
“I have lots of papers to grade.”
“It’s Saturday, you have all day tomorrow.”
“Hmm. I kind of had plans for tomorrow.”
“Plans?”
“Oh yeah. It’s our one-week anniversary.”
“Technically, that was yesterday.”
“I know, but Sunday was a milestone for us.”
“Your definition of milestone is questionable.”
“Will you just, guh, I’m trying to get something out here.”
“By all means.”
“It’s been one week since I asked you to come to school with me.”
“Happy Anniversary. I didn’t know you were sentimental.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”
“I didn’t get you anything.”
“That’s okay, I didn’t neither.”
“Tell me about your plans.”
“You’ll just have to be surprised, Commander.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah. I’ll be a good sport tomorrow, if you’ll be a good sport today.”
“And my work?”
“We’ll do it together.”
“How’s that?”
“I’ll read them to you, and you tell me what grade to write on them.”
“It doesn’t work like that, Bill. I need to see them to make sure their commas are in the right places, and that sort of thing.”
“But you’ll know by how I read it.”
“Alright. We’ll give it a shot.”
“Good. Now get on this couch with me, and we’ll watch the trilogy.”
“Fine, but I want to know what I’m getting in to,” she said as she sat down next to him.
“You seriously know nothing about this?”
“Seriously.”
“Okay, a battle ensues between a struggling rebel alliance and an evil military dictatorship run by an emperor and his apprentice. There’s a lot of mythology surrounding their religion. And a young man discovers his destiny. It’s pretty great.”
“So, the good guys win?”
“Yeah. But things are pretty hairy there for a while.”
“Hmm. Alright, put it on.”
“I love you.”
“It’s a little early for that, don’t you think?”
“Says the woman celebrating our one-week anniversary.”
“That’s different.”
“How?”
“I don’t know. It just is.”
“I’ll rescind it, then.”
“Too late; it’s out there, buddy.”
“You don’t want it, but you don’t want me to take it back?”
“I didn’t say I don’t want it. It’s just early, is all.”
“No woman has ever watched the trilogy with me before. This makes you special.”
“You were testing us?”
“Maybe a little.”
“Nicely played.”
“Thank you.”
“Put the trilogy on, Commander. You earned it.”
Next Installment
Rating: K+
Disclaimer: don't own them.
May the Fourth be with you!
A/N: Part of an open 'verse that begins with " Normaling."
Laura was sitting at the desk in Bill’s apartment that he was kind enough to let her commandeer when she came to stay with him. For the past week, they were splitting their time between her condo and his apartment. And his apartment was becoming cluttered with her things. His desk filled with her papers. His shelves contained some of her books. She didn’t have a toothbrush there, though; they were sharing his.
She was grading papers at his desk and becoming frustrated. Only Billy seemed to understand the concept of the quote sandwich. She’d have to explain it yet again. Maybe she’d let Bill give it a shot as well. He was pretty good at explaining things, and it never receive information in different ways. Anyway, she was just about to throw her hands up in frustration and possibly growl, when Bill disturbed her.
“We have a situation.”
“Oh no! What’s wrong?”
“You’ve never seen the trilogy.”
“Damn it, Bill! Don’t do that! You know how jumpy I can get.”
“Sorry, Laura, but it’s a serious situation.”
“The trilogy?”
“It’s very important to me.”
“What trilogy are we talking about again?”
“Laura, there is only one trilogy that really matters--okay, maybe two, but this one was first.”
“Oh, the Star Trek movies.”
“Star Wars.”
“I don’t see the difference.”
“I’m going to ignore that for now.”
“So, how are we going to remedy the situation?”
“We’re going to sit down and watch it.”
“I have lots of papers to grade.”
“It’s Saturday, you have all day tomorrow.”
“Hmm. I kind of had plans for tomorrow.”
“Plans?”
“Oh yeah. It’s our one-week anniversary.”
“Technically, that was yesterday.”
“I know, but Sunday was a milestone for us.”
“Your definition of milestone is questionable.”
“Will you just, guh, I’m trying to get something out here.”
“By all means.”
“It’s been one week since I asked you to come to school with me.”
“Happy Anniversary. I didn’t know you were sentimental.
“There’s a lot you don’t know about me.”
“I didn’t get you anything.”
“That’s okay, I didn’t neither.”
“Tell me about your plans.”
“You’ll just have to be surprised, Commander.”
“Okay.”
“Okay?”
“Yeah. I’ll be a good sport tomorrow, if you’ll be a good sport today.”
“And my work?”
“We’ll do it together.”
“How’s that?”
“I’ll read them to you, and you tell me what grade to write on them.”
“It doesn’t work like that, Bill. I need to see them to make sure their commas are in the right places, and that sort of thing.”
“But you’ll know by how I read it.”
“Alright. We’ll give it a shot.”
“Good. Now get on this couch with me, and we’ll watch the trilogy.”
“Fine, but I want to know what I’m getting in to,” she said as she sat down next to him.
“You seriously know nothing about this?”
“Seriously.”
“Okay, a battle ensues between a struggling rebel alliance and an evil military dictatorship run by an emperor and his apprentice. There’s a lot of mythology surrounding their religion. And a young man discovers his destiny. It’s pretty great.”
“So, the good guys win?”
“Yeah. But things are pretty hairy there for a while.”
“Hmm. Alright, put it on.”
“I love you.”
“It’s a little early for that, don’t you think?”
“Says the woman celebrating our one-week anniversary.”
“That’s different.”
“How?”
“I don’t know. It just is.”
“I’ll rescind it, then.”
“Too late; it’s out there, buddy.”
“You don’t want it, but you don’t want me to take it back?”
“I didn’t say I don’t want it. It’s just early, is all.”
“No woman has ever watched the trilogy with me before. This makes you special.”
“You were testing us?”
“Maybe a little.”
“Nicely played.”
“Thank you.”
“Put the trilogy on, Commander. You earned it.”
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