The Meaning of True Fear
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dragonyphoenixPrompt: last-line-first-line challenge: The bastard never saw it coming.
Edit (22 Jan 2016) Nominated at Round 11 of the Running With Scissors Award.
“And the bastard never saw it coming.”
Giles had given up not-wincing hours ago. Anya didn't seem to notice. He did still believe he had a chance of escape, but before he could make good on it, she'd started into another story.
“And then there was the death of a thousand cuts. Of course I waited, oh, about ten minutes between each cut and poured salt into the wounds. The wisher wanted me to stop, you wouldn’t believe how lily-livered some women can be, but of course once the wish is made, it has to run its full course. The one after that was boring. I just pulled out some guy’s intestines. Did you know how long intestines are? I could have knit a sweater with that thing, I mean, if I knew how to knit. Do you think I should knit something for Xander?”
Giles imagined knitted intestines and shuddered.
“Oh, not with an intestine. They’re too thick. Imagine the needles you’d need for that sweater. It’s just, well, I was reading this magazine and it said that girlfriends knit and sew and bake cakes. Do you think Xander would want me to knit?”
That was it. A vengeance demon was bad enough. He wasn’t about to try handling an insecure girlfriend. “Ah, I just remembered, I have an appointment. I’ll be out the rest of the day. The shop is yours.”
Edit (22 Jan 2016) Nominated at Round 11 of the Running With Scissors Award.
“And the bastard never saw it coming.”
Giles had given up not-wincing hours ago. Anya didn't seem to notice. He did still believe he had a chance of escape, but before he could make good on it, she'd started into another story.
“And then there was the death of a thousand cuts. Of course I waited, oh, about ten minutes between each cut and poured salt into the wounds. The wisher wanted me to stop, you wouldn’t believe how lily-livered some women can be, but of course once the wish is made, it has to run its full course. The one after that was boring. I just pulled out some guy’s intestines. Did you know how long intestines are? I could have knit a sweater with that thing, I mean, if I knew how to knit. Do you think I should knit something for Xander?”
Giles imagined knitted intestines and shuddered.
“Oh, not with an intestine. They’re too thick. Imagine the needles you’d need for that sweater. It’s just, well, I was reading this magazine and it said that girlfriends knit and sew and bake cakes. Do you think Xander would want me to knit?”
That was it. A vengeance demon was bad enough. He wasn’t about to try handling an insecure girlfriend. “Ah, I just remembered, I have an appointment. I’ll be out the rest of the day. The shop is yours.”
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