Simon Brittle

[his stomach growls on cue] I’m starving.

He nods. "Of course you are, come on sleepy."

[raises an eyebrow] Are you stalking me? [she smiles]

"Not in a threatening way."

"What’s the worst thing then?"

"Impaled myself with a fork and died." He looks up excited "Unless I couldn't die and was immortal or something."

"I’m writing," She says with an annoyed tone.

Holds up his hands in surrender. "And what are you writing?"

"Good Gods, what is that smell?”

Simon smiles "APPLESAUCE!"

Electra looks up at Simon. “Hello Kitty isn’t scary,” She sattes, confused.

"I was being sarcastic and I meant you." he deadpans and sits across from her. "What are you doing anyway?"

"I mean I at least tripped over something. You fell off a chair." he laughed a bit.

Simon scoffs. "Right like that's the worst thing that I could have done."

Put one of these in my askbox to see how my Muse reacts. [Part I]

Electra is on the grass, laying on a stray dog that L keeps at camp. She alternates between petting him and writing in a Hello Kitty journal.

"Wow, you're really scary with that Hello Kitty diary....."

[frowns] Oh … Wow.

Simon nods. "How do you do it? What do you do for that amount of time while you sleep? Are you hungry?"

[raises an eyebrow and slips her hands around his neck] Oh really?

Simon starts to relax now that he knows what she's doing. "Totally." He runs his hands up and down her back. "So the piano....why do you suck at it if you write music? I've seen you writing music..."

Laughs. “Yours was way worse.”

Simon shakes his head. "Nope, we make a deal. I saw nothing if you saw nothing because technically I wouldn't have done it if your hadn't had done yours."

Keaton shook his head. “But I assume you are.”

He just nods which is uncharacteristically un chatty of him.

Rian was juggling a soccer ball on his head as he walked into the dining hall, when he tripped and stumbled, he let out a chuckle and when he saw another camper see it he turned to them. “You saw nothing.”

Simon burst out laughing and falls off his seat and sits up serious and points at him too. "Right back at you."

[shrugs] How long was I asleep?

"Three days or something like that...."

[raises an eyebrow and decides to call his bluff, she crawls onto his lap and straddles his hips] How much of that confidence is just for show?

Simon falters a bit. "None of it."