I was reading the post for the cameo challenge, and suddenly came up with this idea.
It's the first time I answer a challenge, and I wrote this story in just half an hour.
Any comments (including corrections for grammar and vocabulary, tomatoes etc.) are extremely appreciated.
I hope you like it.
AnnaBtG.
-->The Scrabble Game<-- “And, with this word, I’m the winner!” Clark exclaimed, putting six letters on the Scrabble board.
“Oh, not again…” Jimmy grumbled.
“Yes, we’re out of letters again, and Clark is the winner again, as usual…” Lois murmured, taking a look at the board. “Wait!” she exclaimed, hope shining in her eyes. “What’s a saskia? There’s no such word!”
“Of course there is!” Clark protested. “It’s a name.”
“In which language?”
“In Dutch.”
“And how do we know that?” Jimmy added, passionately. The prospect of beating Clark at Scrabble was awfully tempting. He and Lois had organized a front against him, in a way. And, for the first time in the four months that they used to meet at Lois’s place for pizza or Chinese and Scrabble, Clark would lose. If he couldn’t write a word now, it was Lois’s turn, who needed only three points to beat him. And he’d be happy – really happy – if Lois beat Clark.
“I found her posting in an Internet site. Do you want me to find her now?”
“Absolutely!” Lois and Jimmy said at the same time.
Lois stood up and brought her laptop. “I’ll do it,” she announced, leaving it on the Scrabble table and not letting Clark even touch it. She opened it, and got connected, while Jimmy and Clark were sitting behind her, waiting nervously. “So, what do I search for?”
“It’s
www.lcficmbs.com/ubb/ultimatebb.php, then “Fanfic Related”, then “Excuses for not writing”, 5th post.”
Lois silently found the site and reached the page Clark told her to. When she saw the name, she stared at it, her eyes sparkling in anger. “You shouldn’t have suggested that we were allowed to write names!” she scolded Jimmy.
Jimmy’s face became sad. He had hoped that this proposal would be a help for him and Lois. “Maybe it’s a nickname!” he then said, wishing he was right.
“Yes…” Lois turned to Clark raising her eyebrows, full of hope.
“It’s not...” Clark murmured, knowing that he had no way of convincing them.
“Lois, what do you think?” Jimmy asked her, and she turned to him. “Maybe we could let him win this time,” he said, wryly.
“Ok, let’s accept his word,” she said, and, in a now – I – am – talking – and – you – are – going – to – obey – me tone, she talked to Clark. “You are victorious this time, but from now on, no Dutch, Swedish or Norwegian names are allowed.”
“Finnish?” Clark teased his fellows.
“No!” they both said, furiously.
“Ok…” he just said, feeling wronged.
Lois and Jimmy, instead, had huge grins on their faces.
“Another round?” Clark proposed.
“Sure!” both Jimmy and Lois replied.
Lois put her laptop on the couch and they all sat around the Scrabble board.
->the end<-
