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by Seraphina Parts 36-40 continued Part 40 cont. "PLEASE BE QUIET!!!!" he cried as she did an incredibly squeaky �me�. She stopped singing with a laugh. "Paul, Paul, Paul. You�re too delicate is what your problem is." "Am not," he said grumpily, pulling his head out from under the pillow. "Yes you are, and I�m about to prove it." "How?" he asked suspiciously, lying on his side with his head propped up on his shoulder as he faced her. "I have something to share with you," she said. "Come closer." He looked at her through narrowed eyes before moving right up against her. "Are you ready?" she asked. "I guess so," he said. There was a silence before a rather loud fart broke the tranquillity. "Holy shit! That�s disgusting!!!" he cried. "Whooff. Oh that is rank! I can�t believe you just did that. Christ! What crawled up you and died?!!!!!" Sara only laughed and flapped the blankets up and down, making sure that he got the full effect. "See, I told you you�re too delicate." "No, I�m not" "Yes you are�would you like another one?" "NO! Ok, so maybe I am delicate," he said, eyes watering. "Ha! Told you so," she said rolling over to go back to sleep. Paul moved to the opposite side of the bed. "But still." "But still what?" "That was really foul." "Yeah," Sara smiled. "Was pretty good huh?" "Hell yeah. I�d be proud of that one. Even Tim couldn�t beat that one." "You�re sure? You don�t want me to try again just so you can be certain?" "NO!" "Ok, night." "Night," Paul said, and for the first time in ages, he prayed. He prayed that he would make it through the night without dieing of methane poisoning. Parts 41-45 A Long Time Dead index Back to DAAS Fiction Index Email Seraphina |
