TBP’s On-line Writer’s Guild #11

“Who is this Nicholas Degas that is sending you flowers?” Ashley raised her eyebrows questioningly.

“Oh that is Marie’s latest soul mate!”  Megan came swooping into the kitchen to dish out the gossip before Marie had time to open her mouth.

“Soul mate, huh?” Ashley’s mouth quirked into a teasing smile.  “What happened to the last one, the shaman, guru guy?”

“Turns out dancing naked in the rain isn’t Marie’s cup of tea after all,” Megan flitted around her younger sister mimicking a Hollywood rain dance scene.  After a few seconds, Marie had had enough and threw her dish towel down on the counter.

“I have no problems dancing naked in the rain!” Marie stomped her foot down defiantly and glared at Megan.  “I just don’t like to do it in front of crowd of people,”  she pouted.

Megan and Ashley immediately doubled over in hysterical laughter, leaving Marie to stand there sullenly with her arms folded across her chest.  “Well I don’t!  I prefer that to be a more… private affair.”

This just made her older sisters laugh even harder.  Finally Ashley composed herself enough to speak.

“Well I suppose that’s fair,”she observed, still chuckling.  “So who is this Nicholas Degas anyway?”

“He claims to be a writer, ” Megan responded.

“He is a writer!” Marie interjected.

“Oh, come on Marie!” Megan started laughing again.  “Is Nicholas Degas even his real name?  It sounds like something some one who claims to be a writer would make up for themselves.”

“It really does!”  Ashley started chuckling again as well.  “And seriously, your soul mate?  When did you leave the guru guy anyway?”

“Yesterday!” Megan answered.  “The whole rain dance thing just went down yesterday!”

“Oh then it must be fate!”  Ashley waved her hands like she had just hand an epiphany.  “If you realize a guy is wrong for you then meet a different space cadet the very next day… Well then, this one must be your soul mate!”  She and Megan laughed all the harder.

“I hate you two!” Marie shouted.  “I’m not speaking to either of you again today!  I’m going to book store for open mic night!”

“Let me guess,” Megan managed to get out between fits of laughter.  “Nicolas is reading something.”

Marie threw an evil glance at the both of them and stormed out the kitchen.

“Should we be worried?” Ashley asking, still giggling.

“Nah,” Megan answered.  “She’ll run into a musician on the way there and we can make fun of him tomorrow.”

20 minutes to write, a few to do a quick edit check, and the number 12.

Source: TBP’s On-line Writer’s Guild #11