| Identity Crisis 27 March 2006 Microfic: What is a drannit? |
“That … is a drannit?”
“Yes.”
“All these cycles of not telling me what a drannit is, and that’s a drannit.”
“Yes, John. As I just told you, that is a drannit.”
“It’s not even cute. I was hoping for at least some fur or big ears or purring or …”
“Or what?”
“Or anything! All this time I was thinking kitten or tribble … not …”
“Not what?”
“Well, not that, Aeryn! It’s … ugly.”
“Are you angry?”
“Angry for what?”
“Angry that I called you a drannit.”
“God, no! You were right, Aeryn.”
“I was … right?”
“Yup! … That other guy was a drannit!”
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“Yes.”
“All these cycles of not telling me what a drannit is, and that’s a drannit.”
“Yes, John. As I just told you, that is a drannit.”
“It’s not even cute. I was hoping for at least some fur or big ears or purring or …”
“Or what?”
“Or anything! All this time I was thinking kitten or tribble … not …”
“Not what?”
“Well, not that, Aeryn! It’s … ugly.”
“Are you angry?”
“Angry for what?”
“Angry that I called you a drannit.”
“God, no! You were right, Aeryn.”
“I was … right?”
“Yup! … That other guy was a drannit!”
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