Jul 31

“It’s a damn good fort, boys.”
 They were impressed with the inclusion of a curse word to describe the appreciation of all their hard work.

Jul 31

“Flying butt dresses!” a dark-haired boy yelled, and promptly fell over laughing. The conversation quickly disintegrated into accusations of “you’re a flying butt dress” and “your mom wears flying butt dresses.”

Jul 30

730.

Jul 29

“I was having a bad dream. It was about lots of people in their underwear watching my history presentation.”

“Sounds disturbing. I’ll have to talk to Dad about his advice on public speaking.”

Jul 29

“I hate California,” he grumbled, stabbing randomly at his cafeteria food. “This no season crap is really boring. We need snow.”

“I thought you hated snow. You know, ever since that car accident last year.”

“No, I hate ice because of that. Snow is still good,” he corrected. “Of course, after four months of staring at a landscape that looks suspiciously like every backdrop of a post-apocalyptic movie, anything would be better. Including the apocalypse.”

Jul 28

729.

Jul 27

“What makes you think I’m considering doing anything besides going to…” He glanced down at a ragged slip of white paper with his schedule on it. “Classic lit?”

“Could be because it’s halfway through the semester and you still don’t know what classes you’re taking.”

Jul 27

“He won’t join you.” He leaves out the ‘you crazy bitch’, but knows she hears it.

Jul 26

728.

Jul 25

So they’re stuck in a leaky cave in Virginia in January, with nothing but half a bag of trail mix (Sam), a third of a Snicker’s bar (Dean - “It’s practically the same thing as trail mix, except with creamy nougat. Who doesn’t like creamy nougat?”), and assorted weaponry (shared).

Jul 25

“If prescient means lame, then yes,” said Dean, shovelling another bite of food into his mouth.

Sam kicked him under the table. “He’s asking if I can sense things before they happen, ass.”

“Then why didn’t he just say that?”

“I know it’s difficult for you to understand, but some people have this special gift known as a ‘vocabulary.’”

Jul 24

727.

Jul 23

“Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit, you know.”

“At least it’s wit, what’ve you got?”

Jul 23

It wasn’t until Kirmani’s shadow started to move independently of him that I was confident black magic was afoot.

Jul 22

726.

Jul 21

Should anyone ask, the scream Jonathan utters at that moment is an attempt to frighten the thing away, and not a remarkably good imitation of a schoolgirl confronted with a snake.

Jul 21

“Anything else you’ve forgotten to mention?”

“Well, a sorcerer might have turned my brother into a raven.”

Jul 20

725.

Jul 19

“Maybe they’ll send you an owl saying ‘We have been watching you, we know where you live’.”

“...and we would just like to say that you have lovely curtains,” the girl finished, smiling.

Jul 19

“For some reason, we don’t process alcohol as well as we did when we were youthful sprites blessed with ridiculously hardy livers.”

Jul 18

724.

Jul 17

“Much as I love the man, which is to say not at all, the fact that you’re now referring to him in the past tense does not give me feelings of a warm and fuzzy nature.”

Jul 17

“I like to shovel,” he says merrily.

I snatch the shovel from him, and dig for a moment before hitting a human-sized, wooden box. I look at him. “Who’s in there?”

“There’s nobody in there,” Jimmy says incredulously. “I would never—” A muffled, angry, frightened voice sounds from the box. I give Jimmy an expectant look. He sighs heavily, so put upon. “It…might be Nigel.”

Jul 16

723.

Jul 15

She looks at them uncertainly. “Is this going to be like a movie, where you rush me one at a time as I dispatch you with skill and a witty one-liner?” A dozen of the hooded figures move in on her. “Guess not.”

Jul 15

He blinked a few times. “I’m sure I’ll have something witty to say in response any moment now.”

Jul 14

722.

Jul 13

“No, I didn’t ask him how many fingers I was holding up. I’m holding one up at the phone right now? You want to guess which one?”

Jul 13

“Fawkes, some Mozart if you please. As applicable as ‘the Flight of the Valkyries’ is to the situation, I fear that it adds a note of unnecessary terror to the proceedings.”

Jul 12

721.

Jul 11

“No, you could not have been an astronaut. You’re afraid of heights, speed, fire and small places.”

Jul 11

“Yeah, but you’re not exactly the most perceptive guy on the planet, honey,” Maggie reminded him.

“I resent that,” Fitz said stoutly.

“Sweetheart, Will noticed that I had morning sickness before you did,” Maggie said, “and you live with me.”

Jul 10

720.

Jul 9

“The network is under constant surveillance so, er….”

“Oliver?” Oliver prompted, in an undertone.

“No, no! You need a code-name! It’s how they do it in the books.”

“Osric Tattington,” Oliver supplied, a bit too easily.

Jul 9

“Listen, it is entirely against the laws of nature that you put on that dress and don’t get to dance. Seriously. We’re talking hurricanes, earthquakes, maybe even zombies. Do you want to start a zombie uprising?”

Jul 8

719.

Jul 7

“You look very solemn. Should I look solemn too?” He put on a serious face.

Jul 7

“Are you okay? Did you hit your head, too?”

“Maybe,” I said. “I was unconscious before I hit the ground, so I don’t really remember.”

Jul 6

718.

Jul 5

“It was a zeppelin. Then outer space happened to it. Now it’s more of a conversation piece than anything.”

Jul 5

It was then that the thought had come: 'Had he, in fact, sat on an invisible person?'

Jul 4

717.

Jul 3

“I’m not firing a guy for watching the wrong football game.”

“Why not? I have.”

“And when the paperwork alleging illegal dismissal comes across my desk, I’m going to pretend I never heard that.”

Jul 3

“I like carrots. Carrots don’t talk. They don’t judge you, or natter away behind your back. They are entirely without opinion or malice.”

Jul 2

716.

Jul 1

“I’d chop off my own arms for you. Well, one arm, because once I’ve chopped off that one I can’t really chop off the other.”

Jul 1

“And we are totally not going to break in and search the place,” he said sarcastically.

“Why, Wallace, whatever do you mean? Of course, if a door or window should happen to be open...”

“Don’t jive me, I saw you put the bolt-cutters and the pry bar in the trunk.”