Neogaf has a writing challenge every so often. I participated in the past but got busy and stopped. Saw the topic this time and got a bit inspired so I just wrote something quick and dirty. The theme was “Separate (But Equal)”. A bit embarrassing, but here it is.
X and Y
“I’m never going to like you.”
“And why’s that?”
“Just look at you.”
“I can’t.”
“Okay, I forgot. But still. If you could only see yourself. You’d hate yourself too.”
“I could say the same about you.”
“No, you couldn’t.”
“And why’s that, exactly?”
“Trust me. Plus, you don’t have the balls.”
“You don’t have any balls.”
“Aren’t you the technical one.”
“Thanks?”
“You know what. Just be quiet. I’m not talking to you.”
“You started it.”
“See? What with the being technical again.”
“So being right is wrong?”
“It doesn’t matter when you’re as ugly as you are.”
“That’s just mean.”
“See? You don’t even have a comeback. Nothing but crying and being technical.”
“What have I done to you?”
“What does it matter. I can’t wait until we don’t have to see each other all the time.”
“I’m hungry.”
“God, would you shut up?”
“What, don’t you get lonely when we don’t talk?”
“No. Why should I?”
“Because we’re in this together! And we have no idea how long it’s going to last.”
“Oh, there you go again. All about how we need to stick together. Forget it. Fate put us here together but fate isn’t going to make us be friends.”
“Fine. You know what?”
“What?”
“I’m out of here.”
“Wait. You’re just going to go?”
“Yeah. I think it’s time.”
“We can go whenever we want? You’re kidding me?”
“I have no idea. But I’m getting tired of you being mean. I’m going to go. Have fun by yourself.”
“No, no! Don’t leave me!”
“What, I thought you didn’t care?”
“I don’t, but that’s because I always thought I’d get out of here before you did.”
“Whatever. You’re just trying to trick me.” I’m leaving.”
“No! Don’t leave me!”
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“Push Mrs. Blanderstine. Push!”
“Is everything okay, Doctor?”
“Everything is fine. Okay, push! Push! Okay, there’s one, Mrs. Blanderstine. You’re doing just fine. It’s a boy!”
“Oh my, a boy! Wait, the first one?”
“Okay, here comes number two.”
“Number two?”
“Congratulations Mrs. Blanderstine. It’s a girl! Twins! Mrs. Blanderstine! A boy and a girl!”
