I'm bored and frustrated

[minutia_r]

Send me the names of two characters and a topic of conversation and I will write the conversation that those characters have on that topic.

(Characters don’t have to be from the same canon but I do have to be familiar with them. No RPF.)

ETA in case you stumble on this entry late: Not taking more prompts until further notice.

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Pyetr and Babi, living with wizards
;)
eta; I know Babi doesn't talk much,but when did that ever stop Pyetr- or Babi, for that matter?

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“We’re going to need more vodka,” said Pyetr.

Babi sloshed the jug at him meaningfully--the never-empty jug, that Sasha had bespelled on an impulse. Pyetr reclaimed the jug and took a drink.

“We’re still going to need more vodka,” he said. “There’s not enough vodka in the infinite possibilities of the universe.”

Pyetr had never said things like “the infinite possibilities of the universe” back in Vojvoda, before Sasha. He wished he were back in Vojvoda right now. The wish formed idly in his mind and disappeared harmlessly from it the next moment, thank all the gods he didn’t believe in.

Babi reached out a shaggy hand for the jug in what Pyetr could only interpret as agreement.

The more dangerous sort of wishes were rolling off the house like fog off the river; even Pyetr could feel them. Eveshka’s, fearsomely powerful and tightly leashed--Pyetr couldn’t guess their content, but they set his teeth on edge. And the Mouse’s, childish and achingly open.

I wish you were dead. I wish you were on the moon. I wish you loved me.

And then a sudden blast from Eveshka, wishing the Mouse gone, and the Mouse herself running out of the house, sobbing. Pyetr passed the jug hastily to Babi and gathered her into his lap.

“Oh, Mouse,” he said into her hair. “It’s all right.”

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I'm going to try to get some more sleep now; I'll get to the rest of them later.