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Three Sentence Fic Challenge: Day 2

2nd Prompt--       metrophobia:  the fear of poetry


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Feb. 2nd, 2021 06:44 pm (UTC)
More than three sentences, but not sure it falls into the three beats either? IDK.


“What are you doing,” James asked, leaning over Andrej’s shoulder. “You have enough books, Andy, get off Amazon. “

Andrej glanced at James and glared. “I am not buying books for myself; I am buying them for your sister.”

“I don’t think she needs books either, honey,” James said, kissing Andrej’s face.

“Your niece will need books eventually,” he said, turning back to the children’s books he’d been perusing. “Zayne said that Dr. Seuss is very popular with American kids.”

“But not with Romanian kids,” James asked.

Sighing, Andrej stared at a book about a moose and a bakery good. Frowning, he added it to his virtual cart. “I did not have books when I was a child. Honestly, I could barely read until a family friend took it upon himself to teach me when I was twelve. So, no.”

Embarrassed, James took a step back. “Er, sorry, I had no idea.”

“it does not matter,” Andrej said. “I can read now and am proficient at it.”

Zayne snorted. “More than proficient, I’d wager. Oooh, add that one. Yeah, Where the Sidewalk Ends is a good one. Kids love that shit.”

James shuddered. “No poetry,” he said. “Not even cute, silly, ridiculous poetry.”

“What’s wrong, gingerbread, you don’t like Sarah Cynthia Sylvia Stout?”

Andrej looked at him confused.

“I’ll explain later,” Zayne said, patting Andrej on the head. “James?”

“I hate poetry, okay?” He threw his hands up in the air. “The rhyming and the meter and… it all gives me the heebie-jeebies.” He shuddered and stormed out of the living room.

Zayne tried to hide his grin and failed. He glanced at Andrej. “Is it possible to have a poetry phobia,” he asked, half joking.

“You can have a phobia of anything, Zayne,” Andrej said, still scrolling through the listed children’s books. “Do you think six is enough? Or should I add more? I do not want Cecily to think I am stingy.”

“No one could ever accuse you of being cheap, baby. And six is plenty, I’m sure she’ll be thrilled,” Zayne said. “I seriously can’t believe that the narco has an aversion to poetry.”

“Do not make fun of him,” Andrej said, clicking on the shopping cart and completing his purchase. “And I had better not catch you quoting poetry at him either. Not even the silly stuff he was talking about.”

“Wait, so you’ve never read Shel Siverstein?”

Andrej shook his head. “I have never read this Dr. Seuss you mentioned earlier either.”

“Oh my,” Zayne said, grinning. “I think we need to go to the library soon. You need a serious American education, pronto.”

He would have disagreed, or even tried to dissuade Zayne, but how could he resist a trip to the library?

Edited at 2021-02-02 06:45 pm (UTC)
Feb. 3rd, 2021 02:47 pm (UTC)

Andy is in for a treat. :)
Feb. 3rd, 2021 03:31 pm (UTC)

Indeed, he is. I wonder what Green Eggs and Ham sounds like in Zayne's drawl?
Feb. 4th, 2021 05:37 pm (UTC)
i'm just trying to figure out how you can be afraid of poetry? lol
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