Lucas (
a_gentle_boy) wrote2010-11-27 10:32 pm
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Twenty-Sixth PSI
[Ring, ring! It is 6:00 in the morning and there is someone buzzing at your door.
The day after Thanksgiving, Lucas was awakened by the sound of the telephone. Upon picking it up, he was greeted by a friendly disembodied voice thanking him for his application as a paper-boy. He'd be starting tomorrow!
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The rest of the day was spent in anxiety about what he was going to do. And seeing as how he was Lucas, he came to the inevitable conclusion that he'd better make the best job of it he could. This is the reason why your doorbell is being rung at an ungodly hour -- If it's possible for a buzzer to sound polite, it does. Lucas will wait with a cheerful smile on your front porch until someone shows up to answer the door, after which he'll promptly launch into a speech that sounds as if it has been nervously rehearsed for hours. In the event that no one does, he will leave after two rings. Morning people may notice that there's no bike nearby, but there is a table meandering about your front lawn. The speech runs as follows, though you can cut him off at any time.]
Good morning, [mister/miss]! My name is Lucas. We're not acquainted, but I wanted to let you know that I'll be responsible for bringing your newspapers in the morning now. I'll do everything I can to make my delivery as quiet and punctual as possible.
Thanks very much, and I look forward to serving you!
[In the event that he knows you.]
O-Oh! Hi! Um. Ah. Oh, I have to change my speech.
The day after Thanksgiving, Lucas was awakened by the sound of the telephone. Upon picking it up, he was greeted by a friendly disembodied voice thanking him for his application as a paper-boy. He'd be starting tomorrow!
. . .
The rest of the day was spent in anxiety about what he was going to do. And seeing as how he was Lucas, he came to the inevitable conclusion that he'd better make the best job of it he could. This is the reason why your doorbell is being rung at an ungodly hour -- If it's possible for a buzzer to sound polite, it does. Lucas will wait with a cheerful smile on your front porch until someone shows up to answer the door, after which he'll promptly launch into a speech that sounds as if it has been nervously rehearsed for hours. In the event that no one does, he will leave after two rings. Morning people may notice that there's no bike nearby, but there is a table meandering about your front lawn. The speech runs as follows, though you can cut him off at any time.]
Good morning, [mister/miss]! My name is Lucas. We're not acquainted, but I wanted to let you know that I'll be responsible for bringing your newspapers in the morning now. I'll do everything I can to make my delivery as quiet and punctual as possible.
Thanks very much, and I look forward to serving you!
[In the event that he knows you.]
O-Oh! Hi! Um. Ah. Oh, I have to change my speech.
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[Awkward.]
I think I turned fourteen a few weeks ago. I'm not sure. I still don't know what being an adult is supposed to be like, though.
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[This may have something to do with having 'grown up' three years ago, but alas, Lucas still presents the body of a ten year old to the world.]
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The Magypsies probably never had to go through growing up . . . Then again, that's probably for the best.
[Even the kind Lucas would be boggled at what sort of changes they would go through in puberty.]
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1/3.
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O,... oh. I get it.
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. . . I forgot what we were talking about.
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I think I'm alright with staying as a kid for a while, though. Being a grown-up seems complicated.
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. . . I should probably get back to my route now. Please enjoy your paper.
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[And he is soon off and away on his table with his little bundle of papers beside him.]
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