Persuasion, By Multiple Means
~Stargirl Fluff/Crack, Shadenite~
Richard stared down his nose across the table, crossing his arms for emphasis.
‘No. Absolutely not’
Charles sighed.
‘I know it’s not ideal but...’ he let his voice trail off, picking at the slice of pie in front of him.
First swipe of the dagger. Clumsy. Familiar.
Richard was beginning to suspect Charles had chosen this exact booth in Ritchie’s Diner at this exact time of day so that the shadows around them would be at their lowest peak and he’d be the most hemmed in.
He was about to put that thought out into the world when footsteps pattered up behind him and Beth slid into the seat next to McNider.
‘Have you asked him yet?’ she asked brightly. Then she noticed Richard glowering fiercely, and her face fell.
‘You asked him and he said no’ she said softly, shoulders slumping.
Second swipe finds purchase. Damn her.
‘I have no doubt that you would make an admirable lab assistant my dear’ Richard tried his best to balance bitterness and gentleness in his tone, ‘But I have no desire to spend the rest of my days in this...charming little town’
‘But it’s conveniant for my work! And for Beth’ his husband protested.
‘I can transport you both wherever you need to go’ Richard pointed out, as Courtney slid into the booth beside him, milkshake in hand.
‘If you can travel anywhere in the world, then why would having a house in Blue Valley be a problem?’ asked Courtney. Richard glared at her.
‘Because there is a significant difference between living elsewhere and-’ Richard failed to suppress a shudder of disgust, ‘-admitting that your home base is in...Blue Valley’
‘Mum said you could help her run the antique section of The American Dream’ Courtney interjected, ‘Or she can pull some strings with the city council to fast-pass an antique dealer license if you want to open a store here’
A gun. The girl brought a damn gun.
Richard sighed heavily, and gently smacked the table with one fist.
‘Damn you all’ he spat through gritted teeth. Beth, Courtney and Charles cheered, high-fiving and hugging each other while Richard rolled his eyes and tried his best not to smile.
‘But!’ he pointed a finger at the grinning trio, ‘I’m opening a tea shop. I will drag some sophistication kicking and screaming into this cesspool’
‘Deal!’








