This is probably the silliest thing I've ever written and I don't even think it counts as a story, but I'm posting it anyway. :-P And it's my tenth FKFIC-L post, wheee! Somebody buy me a virtual beer! Feedback! Feedback! Who's got the feedback? Nothing So Fine a Forever Knight story by Sue O'Reilly (soreilly@hotmail.com) "So this is what you do with eternity?" -Groundhog Day Even though the game was driving Danny absolutely crazy, she couldn't seem to quit it. She gave Vachon a suspicious look. "I think you're cheating." He smiled back smugly. "Prove it. What is it, thirty in a row?" "You could be making them up." "Come on, another. You can't stump me." Danny frowned. It was getting harder to think of names. "Um...Arnold Schwarzenegger." "Was in True Lies with Jamie Lee Curtis, who was in Queen's Logic with Kevin Bacon." "Queen's Logic?! That's not a real movie!" "Yes it is. 1991. John Malkovich and Joe Mantegna were in it too. Really cheesy New York flick." A grudging pause. "All right. Morgan Freeman, then." "Was in Seven with Brad Pitt, who was in Sleepers with Kevin Bacon." "Damn. Steve Buscemi." Vachon laced his fingers behind his head, closed his eyes, and recited, "Was in Armageddon with Ben Affleck, who was in Good Will Hunting with Robin Williams, who was in Mrs. Doubtfire with Sally Fields, who was in Forrest Gump with Tom Hanks, who was in Apollo 13 with...drum roll, please...Kevin Bacon!" Danny stared at him with her mouth open. She tried to look offended, but found herself giggling helplessly. "Come on, Javier, that *can't* be the shortest way to do it." Another lazy Vachon-grin and a shrug. "Nah. There's a short way with Laurence Fishburne, but that one was more fun. Gotta use your imagination, kiddo." She rolled her eyes in disgust. "I give up. You're too good at this. I thought I had you with Rudolpho Valentino." "Nope. A bunch of actors besides Alan Hale did both silents and talkies. I was around for that, remember." "Yeah, yeah, oh ancient one." Vachon aimed a playful slap at her and she ducked away. "Watch your mouth, youngster." She flopped down on the other couch, propping her chin in her hands. "I can't *believe* how many movies you've seen." He nodded toward the shuttered windows. "Passes the time during the summer." "Yeah." Danny sighed, glancing at the clock with resentment. "This sucks. I hate June. Sunset's still hours away...I'm so bored." Vachon cocked an eyebrow pointedly. "Gee, thanks. See if I make the trip through the sewers to visit you again." She laughed. "I didn't mean that. We just don't have anything to do, is all. No offense." "How 'bout another lesson? You're getting a lot better." "That's your opinion. LaCroix said he'd throw my Fender in the lake if I practiced while he was home again. I don't think he likes electric guitar." "Hmm. No accounting for taste, I guess." A smooth voice floated down the stairs, making both of them jump. "I heard that, young man. Kindly keep your opinions to yourself." Vachon went into a coughing fit to hide his laughter when Danny stuck her tongue out in LaCroix's direction. She grinned at him and rolled off the couch. "Come on, let's play Mortal Kombat or something." "You got new controllers?" "Uh-huh. Try not to break yours in half when I win this time, would you?" "*When* you win? I don't think so, Dan, you just got lucky last time. Won't happen again." "Sure, whatever," she deadpanned, motioning him toward the living room. "Let's go. Age before beauty." "Why, you little..." Upstairs, a tall Roman vampire slammed his door against the sounds of a wrestling match and wondered what had ever possessed him to make another child. END Author's note: The title came from that line of poetry about a day in June, but I can't stop thinking, "Nothing so fine as a day with Vachon..." Danny's too young to think that way, but I'm not! And if you've never heard of the game they were playing, do a site search for The Oracle of Bacon. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com