The Impulse Test 2 (DC#13)
Posted: Fri Dec 19, 2003 1:13 pm
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Title: The Impulse Test 2
WC: 180 (Again, necessary for the fic)
So this was the test.
Should she d it or not?
But it was so tempting, so tempting indeed.
Making up her mind, she went toward the man sitting on the couch. Without a word, she boosted herself up, to the amusement of her prey and her mother. With his help, she stood up, putting her hands on the man?s shoulders. Her attention remained riveted to her objective.
Should she?
Looking around, she noticed that no one was paying attention to her. Her mother and the man resumed talking, leaving her alone.
Returning her attention back to her objective, she hesitantly put her hand on it.
She squealed.
?Papa! It really does have this shape!? She bounced a little. ?There?s no gel on it, Papa!?
Her mother gasped. Her father, after a moment, went towards her.
She held out her arms and he pulled her into his arms.
?Papa, the mystery of Uncle Trowa?s hair is solved.?
Her father?s lips twitched and resumed back to its usual expression.
?So did I pass the test, Papa??
?Of course, hime. Of course.?
Title: The Impulse Test 2
WC: 180 (Again, necessary for the fic)
So this was the test.
Should she d it or not?
But it was so tempting, so tempting indeed.
Making up her mind, she went toward the man sitting on the couch. Without a word, she boosted herself up, to the amusement of her prey and her mother. With his help, she stood up, putting her hands on the man?s shoulders. Her attention remained riveted to her objective.
Should she?
Looking around, she noticed that no one was paying attention to her. Her mother and the man resumed talking, leaving her alone.
Returning her attention back to her objective, she hesitantly put her hand on it.
She squealed.
?Papa! It really does have this shape!? She bounced a little. ?There?s no gel on it, Papa!?
Her mother gasped. Her father, after a moment, went towards her.
She held out her arms and he pulled her into his arms.
?Papa, the mystery of Uncle Trowa?s hair is solved.?
Her father?s lips twitched and resumed back to its usual expression.
?So did I pass the test, Papa??
?Of course, hime. Of course.?
Elyn Yuy