Easily my favorite scene I have written for any of my stories:
Destiny awoke with a start. She had not had any nightmares that night. In fact, she could not think of what she had dreamed at all. She imagined that she hadn’t dreamed. It was very possible.
But what she was hearing now was just the strangest thing. She put her hear to the edge of the door to hear their voices. It was two very shrill voices arguing about seemingly nothing.
“What?” asked the first one.
“Oh, nothing,” replied the other.
“Nothing at all?”
“Some sort of nothing, I should say.”
“So something as well as nothing?”
“No, just nothing of something.”
She heard tea being sipped.
“I say…”
“Say what?”
“Yes.”
“What?”
The first voice groaned. “None of that.”
“None of what?”
“Yes.”
She heard a cup hit wood angrily. “We don’t have any of what? We really ought to.”
“I should say so.”
“But you haven’t?”
“I just did.”
“What?”
“Say so.”
“Not you!”
“Not me?”
“Of course not!”
She heard a chair move. “Fine then, I won’t!”
“Won’t what?”
“Say so!”
There was a long pause. “But you just did.”
“Did what?”
“Yes.”
“Oh, I’d forgotten.”
“As had I. What are we forgetting?” She heard tea being poured, and after a little while, it being sipped again.
“How should I know?”
“I don’t know.”
“Me neither.”
“No, you’re not neither.”
They sipped tea again. “Then what am I?”
“What.”
“I’m what?”
“Yes.”
“And you? What are you?”
“No, you are.”
“I know, but which are you?”
“I don’t really know.”
“Neither do I.”
“No, I don’t really know.”
“Oh, you don’t?”
“No, I don’t really know,” the second repeated again.
“Nor do I.”
“You don’t understand. More tea?”
“Certainly.” She heard tea being poured another time.
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