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A CONVERSATION
BETWEEN LOVERS
Bet you
can't guess who is speaking to whom. If you figure it out before
the end, email me and I'll send you a prize.
"Aww honey,
sweetie, baby, you know it didn't mean anything! I'm yours, totally,
utterly, completely look, d'you want me to grovel? I'm groveling,
here, I'm down on my knees-"
"Not an
unusual position for you, apparently."
"Sugar,
don't be like that! It was a mistake, and accident, it will never
happen again! I swear, it only happened a few times, I'll never
do it again, never, ever, ever-"
"A few
times?!?"
"Uh just
that once and that other once and one other time, but that's
all, I swear! I was gonna tell you, darlin', honest I was, but
this time I told myself that it would never happen again and
that if I told you, it would only hurt you-"
"Whatever
gave you that idea?"
"Oh, honeybun,
don't be sarcastic. I'm sorry, really, truly I am, you know I
love you and I'll never, ever do anything like that ever again-"
"Damn
right you won't."
"No, no,
of course not, never, ever-"
"because
if you ever do it again, we're through."
<gasp>
"No! No, babydoll, don't say that! I love you! I love you;
I'll never ever do it again! I need you, sugarplum, I love you,
you're the only one who understands me!"
"Yeah,
but it doesn't mean I care."
<sob, sniffle>
"Honeycakes, you can't be serious! After all we've been
through, all we've meant to each other you're the only one for
me, muffin. You know that. I love you; I've always loved you.
Please, can you give me one more chance?"
<sigh>
"All right. You've earned that much, at least. But next
time you want flying lessons, Chiana, don't ask Crichton. I'll
teach you in my Prowler, if you like, but I don't want to think
about how dangerous that white death-pod of his could be."
<from the
other side of the room> "Hey, Aeryn, don't spaz. I was
only trying to help Chi"
<jaw drop>
"Chiana,
stop drooling, please. Crichton, would you be willing to repeat
that, with your pants on this time?"
<muffled>
"I can't. D'Argo has them."
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