Note: Adult theme.
Saturday, November 4th, 4:00pm
Drommen (and Lena)
Drommen sits at the window. Lena takes the seat beside him.
Drommen: Hi.
Lena: Hi.
Drommen: Nice day today.
Lena: It’s a bit chilly.
Drommen: Do you mind if I masturbate?
Lena: Not at all.
Drommen smiles, opening his fly.
Lena: Do you mind if I knit?
Drommen: Not at all!
Lena smiles and pulls out a large pair of shears.
Drommen: (grimaces, doing up his fly) Maybe another day.
Next stop: Sunday, November 5th, 10:00am
Friday, November 3rd, 2:00pm
Sammy and Leroy (and Zoey)
Sammy sits at the window. Leroy is in the aisle seat.
Sammy: I bet you can’t go five minutes without saying something.
Leroy: Of course I can.
Sammy: Okay, try it.
Leroy: When do you want me to start?
Sammy: Now.
…
Leroy: I can do this, you know.
Sammy: That was a whole 30 seconds.
Leroy: I wasn’t ready.
Sammy: You’ll never be ready.
Zoey approaches.
Zoey: (to Sammy, pointing at the aisle seat) Do you mind if I sit here?
Sammy: My friend is sitting here.
Zoey: (frowns) That’s a ventriloquist’s dummy.
Leroy: Hey! Who are you calling a dummy?
Zoey: (to Leroy) You! (shakes head and looks at Sammy) Would you mind moving your doll so I can sit?
Sammy: Leroy’s not a doll. He can’t even shut up for five minutes!
Zoey: You mean you can’t shut up for five minutes.
Leroy: Of all the nerve! You can’t talk to him like that!
Zoey: I’m not talking to you, I’m … (mumbles) Oh never mind. (moves to the back of the bus)
Leroy: (to Sammy) Do you believe that? Some people!
Next stop: Saturday, November 4th, 4:00pm
Thursday, November 2nd, 3:00pm
Jordan and Brandon
Brandon: How’d your date with Marissa go Tuesday night?
Jordan: We did the whole dress-up thing and walked around the block with her little sister.
Brandon: And? Was it fun?
Jordan: Other than the fact I had to walk around on crutches?
Brandon: Kinda gets in the way of holding hands, I guess.
Jordan: Uh … yeah.
Brandon: What’d you dress up as?
Jordan: An injured basketball player, what else? Went well with the cast.
Brandon: And Marissa?
Jordan: (smiles) A nurse.
Next stop: Friday, November 3rd, 2:00pm
Note: Strong language
Wednesday, November 1st, 7:00pm
Andrea and Lacey
Andrea: So you’ll never guess what I heard at work.
Lacey: What?
Andrea: Christmas music. One fucking day after Hallowe’en. Can you believe it?
Lacey: No way!
Andrea: I wouldn’t have even noticed it if this guy hadn’t been whistling to it when he came in.
Lacey: Like he …
Andrea: … liked it or something. Exactly! I mean, who likes Christmas music the day after Hallowe’en? Like, we haven’t even got all the decorations down. But at least the guy was hot.
Lacey: Pfft. Too bad.
Andrea: What do you mean “too bad”? (shrugs) I flirted with him a bit.
Lacey: No!
Andrea: Yep. And I asked him out. We’re getting together next week.
Lacey: Seriously? What are you gonna do if …
Andrea: If he starts whistling Christmas music again? What do you think? Dump his ass!
Next stop: Thursday, November 2nd, 3:00pm
Tuesday, October 31st, 10:00pm
Mortimer (and Hillary)
Mortimer sits at the window. Hillary takes the seat beside him.
Mortimer: I used to drive this bus.
Hillary: I beg your pardon?
Mortimer: I was a bus driver. This used to be my bus.
Hillary: That’s nice.
Mortimer: Yes, back in nineteen-seventy-three.
Hillary: I didn’t think the bus was that old.
Mortimer: (smiles) She looks good for her age, doesn’t she?
Hillary: I guess.
Mortimer: A girl died on this bus. Right in the seat across the aisle, as a matter of fact.
Hillary: Huh.
Mortimer: Her boyfriend stabbed her seventeen times.
Hillary: That’s awful. Were you driving the bus that day?
Mortimer: I was. It was a horrible thing indeed. In fact it was Hallowe’en night. Forty-four years ago today.
Hillary: (stares over at the second seat on the left) Creepy. You must have nightmares. (turns back to look at him) I …
Mortimer is gone.
Next stop: Wednesday, November 1st, 7:00pm
I had the distinct pleasure of collaborating with fantasy romance author D. Lieber on a special project in which our main characters met and had a chat!
A little about D.:
D. writes stories she wants to read. Her love of the worlds of fiction led her to earn a Bachelor’s in English from Wright State University.
When she isn’t reading or writing, she’s probably hiking, crafting, watching anime, Korean television, Bollywood, or old movies. She may also be getting her geek on while planning her next steampunk cosplay with friends.
She lives in Wisconsin with her husband (John), retired guide dog (Samwise), and cat (Yin).
Links
Website: http://www.dlieber.com
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/dlieberwriting
Google+: http://www.google.com/+DLieber
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/15163863.D_Lieber
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/dlieberwriting/
Her book, The Exiled Otherkin, is set to be released on November 2nd.
Our scene between Ember, the protagonist of The Exiled Otherkin, and Stephen, the main character of The Magician’s Curse, takes place quite by accident. Enjoy!
Stephen and Ember Meet
SETTING: In the catacombs of Rome, a Fae refugee marketplace thrives. Ember has just purchased a replacement boot dagger. As she is leaving the stall, she almost collides with Stephen.
EMBER: (pulls her hat lower) Excuse me.
STEPHEN: My fault entirely. I’m a bit lost.
EMBER: (peeking up at him) It’s my first time here as well, so I doubt I will be of any help.
STEPHEN: If you don’t mind my saying so, you don’t (clears throat) look quite as out of place here as I feel.
EMBER: Is he human? (squinting slightly) How did you get here?
STEPHEN: (smiles) I’m actually not quite sure. I’m looking for a set of knives. I mentioned it to someone in a bar, and the next thing I knew I was climbing down a ladder. The gentleman disappeared after that.
EMBER: (excited over her new purchase) I just bought an excellent dagger from that stall (points). Do you want to see it?
STEPHEN: (nods) How kind of you.
EMBER: (pulls her dagger from her boot sheath) Check it out. You see these two jewels? If you slide this one (slides jewel), and then press this one … (points dagger at a wooden sign above a tavern, then presses the second jewel. The dagger blade shoots out of the hilt and into the sign. Grins at Stephen.)
STEPHEN: (laughs) That’s a little more dangerous than I have a need for. I’m looking for something I can juggle, not kill my audience with. I’m a magician on stage. (looks up at the blade in the sign) Would you like me to get that for you?
Read the rest at D.’s blog and check out the details for The Exiled Otherkin while you’re there!
Monday, October 30th, 6:00pm
Drommen (and Edward)
Drommen sits by the window. He gestures to Edward to sit beside him.
Edward: What do you want?
Drommen: Hey, Sparkles. I have something that you don’t have.
Edward: You’ve got nothing I want!
Drommen: I bet I do.
Edward: You can’t possibly. I have everything I need. Tomorrow night is my night! I will roam the neighbourhoods with my own kind, take from virgins …
Drommen: You’re going to steal candy from little kids?
Edward hisses through plastic fangs.
Drommen: Okay, I get it. But I’ve still got something you don’t have.
Edward: (snorts) I don’t think so.
Drommen reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lunch bag with a pair of panties in it.
Edward: Whose are they?
Drommen: Bella’s. She gave them to me.
Edward: (eyes wide with shock) She did not!!
Drommen: She did. Here (he opens the bag a little) smell them.
Edward sticks in his nose, takes a big whiff, and sneezes, causing his teeth to shoot down the aisle.
Edward: PEPPER!
Drommen: (laughing) Who’s the darkness now?
Edward: CURSE YOU!! (stands) I’LL GET YOU FOR THIS, SWINE!!
Edward retrieves his teeth and gets off the bus.
Next stop: Tuesday, October 31st, 10:00pm
Sunday, October 29th, 2:00pm
Madigan and Ken
Madigan: (looking down at a picture on her lap) I don’t believe it.
Ken: There’s your proof.
Madigan: Barb has been having an affair with your brother all this time?
Ken: She’s your sister.
Madigan: (snorts) She’s your wife. I feel like I’m living in a soap opera. Where are they now?
Ken: On a beach in Barbados, according to the private detective. (points at the photo) I recognize the resort. We went there for our honeymoon.
Madigan: (shakes head and looks up at him) So what are you going to do about it?
Ken: Ask her for a divorce. And marry you, if you’ll have me.
Madigan: What about the lipstick on your collar?
Ken: That was just Barb trying to make you jealous. She already knew about our affair.
Madigan: (sighs) I should have guessed. (looks at him sharply) Wait, was that a proposal?
Ken: I don’t have a ring or anything, but … yeah.
Madigan: (blinks away tears) I want to say yes. But what are family gatherings going to be like?
Ken: (huffs out a laugh) About as awkward as they have been since we started seeing each other behind Barb’s back. God knows how long she’s been screwing my brother.
Madigan: (takes his hand) I wonder if they’re as happy as we are when we’re together.
Ken: I hope not. So, what do you say? Will you consider marrying me?
Madigan: (frowns) My dad’s going to get sick of walking us down the aisle to meet you.
Ken waits silently, gazing into her eyes.
Madigan: Let me think about it.
Next stop: Monday, October 30th, 6:00pm
Saturday, October 28th, 8:00pm
Sally (and Passenger One and Passenger Two)
Sally sits at the window. Passengers One and Two take the seats in front of her.
Passenger One: (to Passenger Two) Which brings me to my next question: what are you going for Halloween as this year?
Passenger Two: I told you, I’m going as a sandwich. But I’d like to return to your first question …
Passenger One: What kind?
Passenger Two: What kind of what?
Passenger One: What kind of sandwich are you going as?
Passenger Two: (frowns) It doesn’t matter what kind of sandwich I’m going to go as, I want you to clarify what you meant by your first question.
Passenger One: I wouldn’t go as a peanut butter sandwich if I were you. You’ll have all the dogs in the neighbourhood chasing you.
Passenger Two: (turns and looks Passenger One directly in the eye) Your first question? What did you mean? Don’t make me … (closes eyes and exhales heavily) Okay. I’m not going to get angry …
Passenger One: Baloney.
Passenger Two: (yelling) I’m not! I’m not going to get angry!
Passenger One: Calm down. I meant you can go as a baloney sandwich.
Passenger Two: (still yelling) I’ll sandwich you in a minute!
Sally: (leans forward) If I may …
Passenger Two: (turns to her and yells) What do you want, witch?
Sally: (aghast) I was just going to suggest your friend answer your question. But if you don’t want my help …
Passenger Two: (calmly) Well, thank you. (turns to Passenger One) You see? Even strangers want to know what you meant by your first question.
Sally: Actually, I just want to know what the first question was.
Passenger Two: (to Sally, yelling again) Mind your own business, witch!
Passenger One: (to Passenger Two) Are you quite finished yet?
Passenger Two: (voice raised, anxious) It depends: what do you mean?
Sally: Ahhh …
Passenger Two: (turns) What are you “ahhh”ing about?
Sally: I assume that was the first question you’re referring to.
Passenger One: (turns to Sally) Yes, I’m thinking a Marmite sandwich might be best, too.
Sally: He’s definitely salty enough.
Next stop: Sunday, October 29th, 2:00pm
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Friday, October 27th, 5:00pm
Moe and Curly
Moe: And that’s when you fell off the ladder?
Curly: Right.
Moe: I told you you need to leeean the ladder at a better angle.
Curly: (shakes head) I know.
Moe: You need more of an inclination.
Curly: I know.
Moe: That’s what you get for having less than a degree.
Curly slaps Moe upside the head.
Next stop: Saturday, October 28th, 8:00pm
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