Drabble 90

 Finished 23:48. I should be getting my laptop back tomorrow, but I will need to re-install office, which may take a while. I should be done with this damn library soon enough, though.

“Pay attention,” Raven snapped, hitting Blue off the back of the head yet again. Blue stood rubbing the increasingly sore spot where Raven had hit him and waited for Raven to go back to his lecture. “I’m not going to keep teaching you if you’re not actually going to learn,” Raven told him. He hung the saddle over the fence and stood with his hands on his hips, looking like he was about to admonish a naughty child. “I really hope you never have children,” Blue told him, leaving Raven confused as to just where that comment had come from.

Drabble 89

 Finished 5:41. Still haven't finished that essay.

Blue was genuinely trying to pay attention to Raven, but he had absolutely zero interest in listening to Raven rattle off parts of a saddle, and there was certain to be more interesting things going on in the woods around the cottage. For one thing, there was an unusually large bird that Blue was sure had been watching them for an unnatural amount of time. He wondered just what the bird found so interesting in watching them, especially since it appeared to be some sort of vulture and he was fairly certain that they were not dead or even dying.

Drabble 88

 Finished 23:11. And I now know how to play Shithead. Still haven't done my essay, though.

Raven was out in the garden, reading, when the horse trotted past, Blue clinging to its neck. There was no saddle on the horse, and Blue was barely staying on. Raven considered leaving him as he was, and perhaps laughing at his misfortune when he fell off, but he didn’t want to deal with Blue’s sulking afterwards. He set his book down, saving the page, and made his way over to Blue. “Would you like me to teach you to ride?” he asked.

“I’m not going to like it,” replied Blue, “but I think that may be the better option.”

Drabble 87

Finished 5:31. Overnight in the library for an essay, which basically means dicking about in the 'net. I now know how to play Go Fish; I'm not very good at it.

Blue was out in the stable, puzzling over a saddle. He’d no idea how to put it onto the horse, and the horse was no help at all, since all it did was stand there. Eventually he gave up and decided to take the horse out without a saddle and to deal with the consequences when they came. Those consequences would probably come in the form of some pretty nasty saddle sores, and he would probably come to regret it, but he really needed to learn to ride and he wasn’t about to go inside and ask Raven for help.

Drabble 86

Finished 20:21.

Raven was trying to read a book when Blue fell through the ceiling in the kitchen. He found him in a heap on the floor, covered in thatching. “Why do you hate my roof?” he asked, refusing to help Blue to his feet.

“Well, at the moment,” whined Blue, pulling himself up using a chair, “I kinda hate that it keeps collapsing under me.”

“What were you even doing on the roof, anyway?” Raven snapped.

“Looking for something to do.”

“And you expected to find it on my roof?”

“Well it’s worked before,” spat Blue, kicking the pile of thatch.

Drabble 85

Finished 19:02. In case the complete desolation of the fourth wall didn't give it away, I seem to have run out of ideas. This is getting really hard :P

Raven was getting sick of Blue’s pacing. It was all he had done all day, and the distraction was making it difficult for Raven to get any work done. “If you don’t sit down and keep still I’ll put you in the cage,” he warned, throwing a quill at Blue’s head.

“Well if the Author would get off their arse and give us something to do, I would stop,” snapped Blue. He threw the quill back at Raven, but missed by rather a large margin. “And seriously, how do you have paperwork?” he demanded, “You’re an assassin for heaven’s sake!”