Round 3 - Return of the Meme
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Round 3 - Return of the Meme
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That's nearly the end of the storia, for onto the scene comes our much loved meme: HAIL TO THE QUEEN OF PROMPTIA.
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1a/20
Date: 2011-11-11 06:55 pm (UTC)George Maltravers was not made for boarding school. No. He was going to get teased because of his chubbiness, and mocked because of his girly blue eyes and then he would be forced to join the choir and everyone would find his singing voice extremely funny – at least that was what had happened in the old school. That's why he had to transfer in the middle of the term, because of the bullies. But this was a new start, a new beginning. Little did he know that it would also be the beginning.
The school was old, built in the 17th century but then it had been a lot smaller and only for the aristocrats. Today it was a mix of upper middle-class and lower nobles.
George took a deep breath, the corridor was cold, and the dorms was far away from the main building, perfect, just perfect. ”Oh, Mr. Maltravers, this is the first graders B dorm, everyone is away at the moment, at class. Dinner is served in half an hour. Do not be late.”
”No professor. Thank you professor.” George said and opened the door, and tried to slip in with all his luggage, it probably looked ungracefully but at least he got in. He rearranged his coat, it was grey. Not like the school uniform, which was in a rather dull (but still better than grey) blue colour.
He found his bed, it was the only one that wasn't made, it was situated in the corner. He sat down, the bed was hard, but the dorm it self didn't look so bad. It had just 6 beds, and on the opposite wall three large windows spread light across the room. The fireplace was seated just next to the door and above it hung a copy of the ”Last Supper” by the... Davinchi? George really couldn't remember, it wasn't really his thing – art and such, well he liked to sing, occasionally, but that was kind of it. In the middle of the room there was a long wooden table with 6 chairs, all looked equally hard.
He must admit that he was worried about the other students, he wasn't really that good at standing up for himself. Maybe that had been why the bullies, oh what a silly word for something so bad, maybe that's why he was made a target? He started to unpack, neatly folding his things into the coffin at the end of the bed.
He didn't hear the door open, maybe because he was concentrating on making his bed. He was straighting out the blanket when he looked up into a pair of dark eyes. ”Need any help?” the owner of the eyes asked.
”Uh, yes please.” George said, and tried to smile. Soon the bed was fit for inspection. ”Do they drop coins here too?”
”Sometimes.” the other boy said. ”Oh, sorry, I am Charles.” The boy named Charles was tall, and he had black hair, it was messy and looked like it needed a good comb. ”Charles Stuart.” He reached out his hand and George shook it.
”George Maltravers.” he said.
”Nice to meet you!” Charles smiled, his smile was utterly wonderful, so bright and warm and happy. ”Just coming back to leave my books before dinner. Heading back to the canteen, want me to show the way?”
”Yes please, would be great. It's a big school.”
The other boy laughed. ”Well it isn't that big.”
”How long have you been here?”
”Two years now, since I was 11.” He said. Charles looked like a person you should stick to. ”Where do you come from?” he asked.
Charles looked back at him, opened the door. ”London.” George followed him, out into the cold autumn.
George looked at him, he was right next to him and had his cheeks was slightly red, and George thought that he must look the same himself. ”Isn't that very far away from here?”
”Not further away than Sussex.” Charles smiled again.
Georges blushed. ”Is it that obvious.” He really hated his accent, and he had tried to conceal it, but sometimes it slipped through. His father said he would grow away when he grew up.
”No, not really. Either way I think it sounds... amazing.” George smiled, for some reason it was nice to know that Charles liked his accent.
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1b/20
Date: 2011-11-11 06:56 pm (UTC)”You must be the new student, nice to meet you, I am Sotherby, with an 'R'. Not like the acutionhouse.” He said, and they shook hands and George told his name. Sotherby was much, much taller than both of them, with brown hair and what could only be explained as intelligent eyes. ”I see you met Charles, I hope he has been nice.”
”I am always nice.” Charles said. ”I can be a bit idle sometimes, but either way...”
”Idle... I do most of his homework really, can do yours to, for a small sum.”
”Oh, thanks but no thanks.” George said.
It took all to long to get to the canteen. George could only imagine what walking there early in the morning, in the snow would be like. But the canteen itself was warm and it smelled of food. And George was hungry. They sat down at the table and George realized that it would be at least another ten minutes until the dinner was going to be served. There was another person already sitting there. ”Mad-George!” Charles said, he raised his voice and said again: ”Mad-George!” The boy, with even more messy hair than Charles finally reacted, smiled towards them.
”Hello.” He said, rather shyly. ”Sorry, got caught in my own thoughts again.”
”It's alright Mad-George, this is George, he is the new student.”
”There can't be two Georges.” he said.
”No, but you are Mad-George, he is just George.” Charles said, George couldn't help but think that Charles seemed rather used to the whole... mad Mad-George thing.
”Oh yes, that's right.” Mad-George said and looked at him, his eyes was really scary. ”But what about William?” he said. ”What about William?”
Sotherby looked up from the book he was reading. ”Mad-George, we have talked about this a million times. William moved to Wales.”
”Why would anyone move to Wales?” Mad-George asked. But the question was ignored and they continued to wait. The room was slowly getting filled by hungry students, each divided into their class and two prefects at the end of each table.
”Charles!” someone yelled. George looked around, and was filled with relief to see a rather fat, and short, boy coming against them. He had rather long, brown hair and blue eyes, and dressed in the same school uniform as Charles. Charles leaned in, and said, almost in a whisper. ”Don't mention anything about him, he gets insulted easily.”
”Charles!” the boy cried again, and sat down, opposite them, but still leaving a chair between him and Mad-George. ”I looked all over for you.”
”Richard, this is the new boy.” Charles said. ”George Maltravers, this is Richard Neville, he shares our dorm.” They both stood up, like proper gentlemen and shook each others hands, while saying all the ordinary phrases.
Richard sat down, his eyes darting across the room. ”I heard that someone said I didn't got a B at the history test at all...”
Charles sighed, looked sternly at Richard. ”It was probably just William, and he is awful at history any way, right? Always get everything wrong.” Richard who nodded, Charles continued: ”Splendid, sorted that out fine, see Sothers!” Richard still looked sad, and like a puppy at the same time, George thought.
The room was soon filled. Except for the empty chair opposite George. But not for long, because just before the professors entered the room a boy came, almost running, towards them and he flung down onto his chair. They didn't have a chance to get introduced, and that was well because George thought he had lost his voice. The boy was tall, and had brown wavy hair, that was neatly combed into place. His face was long, and his nose was really big, but still it didn't look odd in any way, it just added to the charm. And his smile was so brilliant, absolutely smashing.
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 06:56 pm (UTC)”George Maltravers.” he said, and stared down at his food.
Suddenly Mad-George snickered and said. ”George and Albert sitting in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G.” Both of them immediately blushed and looked away.
”Oh be quiet!” Richard said.
”Mad-George, don't say that.” Sotherby said, very slowly. ”They are not going to kiss each other, they are just going to be great friends.
”He is completely bonkers, I tell you.” Richard said and started eating. But George and Albert just looked at each other, laughed and began to talk. They finished their meal before anyone else, and patiently waited for everyone else to finish to.
Dinner took nearly 45 minutes there, at Georges old school the deal had been over in half that time. But it was rather nice to just sit there and talk with the other boys. Sotherby about the studies, Mad-George about mad things, Richard about rumors (about himself), Charles about all the darn rules and George gladly talked with whoever invited him to join.
They walked together back to the dorm, and laughed about something silly. Then they crawled up in their beds, except for Richard and Sotherby who continued to play their game of chess. (”They have been at it since last Tuesday” Charles claimed.) George tried not to think about that Albert laid in the bed next to him. (and apparently Sotherby on the bed to Albertäs left)
Albert seemed to be a spiffing fellow, he was so happy and laughed a lot. He also asked questions when he didn't understand things, which made him utterly adorable. But he didn't seem to remember anything, at least not when Sotherby explained. (much later they understood that it was Sotherby's explaining that was the problem)
”So, George, why did you come here?” Sotherby asked.
George swallowed. ”Well, my old school did not house the kindest of students.” he said.
”That's a shame, you who are so sweet.” Albert suddenly said.
”Yeah, you look like a lost puppy.” Mad-George said and smiled. George couldn't help but smiling himself, not for Mad-George to resemble him to a puppy, but for Albert for calling him sweet.
They soon got changed for bed, the lights where to be out at 8, and breakfast served from half past six to half past seven. George almost shuddered at the though of that, but he didn't say anything.
A prefect came around. ”Good night, how are you boys?”
”Just fine Rupert.” Charles said.
”Alright, how is the new boy?”
”I am fine, mister.” George said, awfully scared, because at the other school the older students had liked to play tricks on the new ones. But the prefect just nodded and checked something of his list.
”Splendid!” He said, closed the door.
”Rupert is my cousin.” Charles said, while yawning. ”He is nice, doesn't care so much about the rules.”
So George just went to sleep, under the really thin blanket in the really cold room, but he felt that he found some great really friends.
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 08:10 pm (UTC)can't wait for the next installment.
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 10:43 pm (UTC)Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 08:27 pm (UTC)And WOW on the word length! Look forward to the installments :)))))
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 10:45 pm (UTC)Yeah, it sort of just happend. XD
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 08:55 pm (UTC)And yes to long unprompted fic!
AWW! *squishes Richard* Mean old Shakespeare went away honey. *more squishes*
Yay, for George III! :D It's always the supposedly 'mad' ones who know everything.
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-11 10:48 pm (UTC)I am so glad you liked my Richard and George III! :D
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-12 09:50 am (UTC)I love how you got all the others involved too!!! I'm just flailing so much EEEEEE IT'S SO FANTASTIC!!!!
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-12 05:02 pm (UTC)Oh yeah, as I said I was to lazy to come up with characters on my own so I just stole them. Thank you again though! *blushes*
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20o
Date: 2011-11-12 07:26 pm (UTC)My dear lady... From the second I started your marvellous and spiffing tale, I was captivated! So... Will you do me the honour... OF MARRYING ME?!
*Puts on hat*
What do you think? XD BUT YES I CANNOT WAIT FOR MORE!!!
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20o
Date: 2011-11-12 10:35 pm (UTC)Oh well, since you're a Cavalier, and very romantic, and all that... alright then!
*curtsies*
More tomorrow, my dear... fiancé? (you are wearing wacky headgear, therefore you are from now a man. XD)
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20o
Date: 2011-11-13 05:01 pm (UTC)Til then, my dear lady! ONWARDS GREAT STEED!!!
(XD I shall be a Cavalier gentleman for now)
Re: Unprompted: Blenkinsop/Maltravers - They Owe Us A Life 1c/20
Date: 2011-11-12 03:12 pm (UTC)They are so sweet, I just want to hug them and they seem to fit in the universe so well.
More please?