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Oh hey! I didn't give up! I owe Em and Stevie cookies for telling me not to. It seriously came easier than I thought it would. This LJ Idol entry follows immediately after the last one.

Original fiction.
~1000 words.



Mattie helped Maynard climb into the back of the cab as Or pre-paid the driver and told him where to take them. “Are you sure you don't want us to take you to the hospital?” Mattie whispered.

Maynard shook his head. “This is the most exciting thing I've ever been a part of. You think I'm going to let you run off with that mysterious woman and have all the fun?”

“I'm sending you to a safe house outside the border of this node,” Or said, bending over and sticking her head into the back of the cab. “Hopefully our shooter is just after me for the time being and you can play clueless. If you're accosted tell them that I broke in, that I held a gun to your head, anything.”

Mattie nodded. “Yeah, we'll do that.”

Or stood for an extra several moments and looked at Mattie. She was hanging halfway out of the back of the cab in a way that seemed incredibly uncomfortable. Mattie found herself shifting forward towards Or, ever so slightly.

“Or,” Maynard said.

She tilted her head and squinted. “Yeah, sorry. I'm going. I'll meet up with you in a couple of hours. Do not leave the safe house under any circumstances.” She slammed the door and stepped up onto the curb. The cab pulled away.

Mattie watched the apartment blocks and houses as they went by. She thought about how she'd never really noticed them before, even though she'd looked at them all hundreds of times in her daily comings and goings. They suddenly seemed prominent, as if they were asserting their will onto the landscape. Mattie felt like they were trying to teach her something.

The cabby turned the radio on and it began playing an old Jazz standard. Someone's girl had done 'em wrong. She was the direct cause of his affair with the bottle. “Is there anything that women don't get blamed for?” Mattie asked.

Maynard scratched his chin and pretended to be confused. “I'm sure I've never blamed a woman for anything.”

“Except for when I dumped the coffee all over the floor.”

“I didn't blame you for that. Though, I suppose I should have blamed Or, which would have been about the same, all things considered. It was her that startled you that night, wasn't it?”

Mattie stubbornly stared away from him and didn't acknowledge the comment.

“You think she knows?”

“I think I could I could probably write a set of encyclopedias on the things she knows that I don't.”

“That's part of the attraction, isn't it?”

Mattie shook her head. “Not really.” Because it wasn't. Her infatuation had started so long ago that it wasn't possible for the two things to be related. Not in a way that made sense, anyway. Then as an after thought she said, “you won't tell anyone, will you?”

“You mean, will I rat you out to the people who apparently just shot me? No, that's not something you need to worry about. Not even if I could see your halo.” He squeezed her elbow and she smiled at her reflection in the side window.

The cab pulled to a stop outside of a warehouse building. Mattie looked at the cabby, confused. “This isn't outside the node.”

The cabby gripped the steering wheel and stared forward. “This is your stop, young lady,” he said.

There was a knock on her window and when Mattie turned she was staring down the barrel of a small handgun. It had an infinity symbol at the tip of it. She felt Maynard shift away behind her.

“Get on out now, girly,” the man behind the gun said. “I think you've got some things to tell us.”

“I don't have anything to tell you!” She locked the door. The man cocked the hammer.

“The thing is, precious, I think you do. But I'm not above shooting you or your boyfriend. Now don't let's be silly. Get out of the cab!”

Mattie heard someone choke and turned her head to see Maynard hovering off of the back seat, his arm wrapped around the cabby's throat. “Drive!” he shouted. “Drive now or I will kill you, and it won't matter how much money you've been paid!” The cab lurched forward and the man with the gun let out two shots. One of which shattered the back window.

Maynard was thrown back against his seat and the cabby leaned forward into his steering wheel. “You touch me again and I'll have your balls,” he seethed. “I don't owe you nothin'.”

“No,” said Mattie, “we owe you. Now take us where you were supposed to.” She was thrown into the door of the cab as it took a sharp left turn. When she pulled herself back upright she could see another car gaining on them from behind.

“We're only a short way off from the bridge!” Maynard shouted. “We'll never get through clearance looking like we're evading the authorities though.”

The cabby took another sharp corner and launched Mattie into Maynard's side. Maynard yelped as her elbow hit his wound. “Stop,” she said. “Stop!”

The cab skidded to a halt at a red light. They were in the outskirts of the node. There were few buildings to hide in, but more wooded park area to get lost in.

“I can run,” Maynard said, guessing at what she was going to ask.

“Good,” she said. “We're going to have to.” Mattie scrambled with the lock on the door before she finally got it to pop up. She launched herself out of the cab just as the car following them came around the corner. It didn't have enough time to stop. Maynard was on her heels. There was a screech of tires and the crumpling, mangling sound of steel collapsing on itself. Without looking back, Mattie ran for the tree line. Her lungs started to burn as she gulped for air.


This continuation of ridiculous fiction was written for Topic 29: Whisper at [livejournal.com profile] therealljidol. All comments and questions are welcome.

Date: 2011-04-06 12:27 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] earlofcardigans.livejournal.com
I will eat all those thank you cookies. nom. nom.

Also! Yay!

Date: 2011-04-06 02:16 am (UTC)
ext_289215: (MCR Gerard yeah?)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
I really should ask Mandr how she's mailing out those cookies and making sure they stay fresh. Hm.

But dude. I just sat down and it fell out. I was fully planning on spending two hours dragging it out with a spoon, so yay!

Date: 2011-04-06 12:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] laetificat.livejournal.com
Keep writing! I'm so hooked. :)

Date: 2011-04-06 02:17 am (UTC)
ext_289215: (Supernatural Castiel taped)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
I'm glad you're liking it! I STILL need to sit down and see where it's going. Oops.

Date: 2011-04-06 05:21 am (UTC)
admiral: gwendolyn → odin sphere (Default)
From: [personal profile] admiral
nnnrgh, I wish these posts weren't so short because I keep wanting to know what will happen next. D: ♥

Date: 2011-04-06 01:49 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (A:TLA Sokka OMFG)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
They're so short because I also want to know what will happen! And I don't! :p

Date: 2011-04-06 06:32 pm (UTC)
admiral: gwendolyn → odin sphere (『dr mccoy』→ ❝ star trek ❞)
From: [personal profile] admiral
welll I guess that's an acceptable excuse. ♥

Date: 2011-04-06 06:17 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] comedychick.livejournal.com
Dude, I'm so glad you got an entry in!

he was the direct cause of his affair with the bottle. “Is there anything that women don't get blamed for?”

How many times I have pondered this. I wish some men would take more responsibility for their own actions. :/

Also, the suspense! The unexpected double-cross! The cliffhanger! As always, you leave me wanting more.

Date: 2011-04-06 01:55 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (A:TLA Zuko/Aang Well shit)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
I am too! I was fully expecting having to wrestle it out of myself, but it came out okay, more or less. And dude! Crazy cliffhangers! I sure hope I can figure out where it goes.

I mostly wish more PEOPLE would take responsibility for their actions, since I'm sure it goes both ways, but I get really tired of seeing some woman blamed for some man's actions. You know, in the news and stuff. I'm not even a person who rolls around in feminist rhetoric, it's just common sense!

Date: 2011-04-06 02:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] comedychick.livejournal.com
No, I completely know what you mean. I'm more likely to blame myself for things, or at least acknowledge I'm partly responsible. I wish more people would look at the bigger picture like that. But yeah. I don't consider myself a feminist or anything either, but even if there are cases where women are partly responsible, there's no way they deserve 100% of the blame all the time. Or, arguably, ever. :/

Date: 2011-04-07 03:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] mstrobel.livejournal.com
Word.

Also, I loved this chapter!! :D

Date: 2011-04-08 01:37 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (MCR Frank :D)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
Excellent, thank you!

Date: 2011-04-06 08:16 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] shadowwolf13
Great buildup! :D

Date: 2011-04-08 01:37 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Doctor Who Eleven arms open)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
Thank you much!

Date: 2011-04-08 03:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] basric.livejournal.com
Very exciting. Certainly hope there's another chapter next week.

Well done.
Edited Date: 2011-04-08 03:06 am (UTC)

Date: 2011-04-08 01:38 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Tom Hardy Hm?)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
Fingers crossed that I make it there. Thank you.

Date: 2011-04-09 02:29 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ecosopher.livejournal.com
Ruuuun!


Can't wait for more of this good stuff :)

Date: 2011-04-10 09:30 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Doctor Who Eleven ties)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
It's turning into an episode of Doctor Who up in here, what with all the running! Thank you.

Date: 2011-04-09 08:18 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] myrna-bird.livejournal.com
Keep it coming. All these twists and turns are connecting nicely. I am loving it!

Date: 2011-04-10 09:30 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Default)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
Thank you muchly. I'm glad they're working through okay. Now to decide what horrible thing to do to them next!

Date: 2011-04-10 02:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lawchicky.livejournal.com
Another great chapter!

Date: 2011-04-10 09:30 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Default)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
Thanks, ma'am!

Date: 2011-04-10 07:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-17bingo.livejournal.com
Maynard, I didn't know you had that in you.

He really ruled this chapter today. Prior to this, he always seemed so passive; but between the cabbie and his volunteering to join the "adventure," he's really stepped up.

GO MAYNARD!

Date: 2011-04-10 09:32 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Default)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
I agree. He was becoming too passive. And I feel the same way about Mattie, even though this is more or less her story to tell. I think part of my problem is that I started in the middle from where I probably would have started if I was sitting down and planning it, and as such have been trying to push action into all the catch up exposition type stuff. When I write it for real I'll know what to look for because of you guys, so thank you.

Date: 2011-04-10 11:03 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] i-17bingo.livejournal.com
Well I'm a professional editor, so I'm a valuable person to know for that...

I've kind of been assuming, by the way, that Mattie was going to snap into heroism, like Dorothy Gale (from the book, not the movie) or Neo.

Re: More, please.

Date: 2011-04-10 09:33 pm (UTC)
ext_289215: (Batwoman reading)
From: [identity profile] momebie.livejournal.com
There will definitely be more if I make it through the poll. If not I'm planning on going back and working on the world for real, so there will be at least a short story eventually. I'm happy that you're enjoying it. Thank you.

Date: 2011-04-10 09:50 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] tentaclecore
alsdjalkdjlkjsaljlda THE TENSION IN THE INSTALLMENT IS SO THICK. RUN RUN RUN, THEY NEED TO RUN.

love it love it love it, as always.

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