DISCLAIMER: The song is Testing 1,2,3 by Barenaked Ladies, the characters are Tamora Pierce's. As much as I wish I could lay claim to them, they don't belong to me. To set this story up, Neal is reflecting about many things...


Neal ran a hand through his hair as he flopped onto his bed. His thoughts wandered, from the days lessons to how abysmally he had done at tilting. Kel was good at it–maybe he could get her to help him.

Maybe it would be fun

to get a new opinion

get a little work done

and forget

Maybe it would be cool

if I rocked it old school

tried to break a gold rule

and a sweat

Kel. Hmm...his best friend, even is she was younger. Kel had such a level head, a good thing for someone who was friends with himself. Mithros, even if he told kel how he really felt about her, she would probably just attribute it to his sarcasm.

Better than the first time

better than the worst time

if I could just reverse time

I'd be set

Testing 1,2,3

can anybody hear me?

If I shed the irony

would anybody cheer me?

If I acted less like me

would I be in the clear?

Sarcasm...Neal was sick of it. Because of it, people rarely took him seriously. He could pour his heart out, and everyone would just laugh. Normally, his cynicism suited him, but not now. Not when so much lay at stake.

She got a new apartment

it's out on the escarpment

and in her glove compartment

are my songs

She hasn't even heard them

since she found out what the words meant

she decided she preferred them

all wrong

Neal paced, dramatic even when alone. He sighed out loud, there was no denying it. He had feelings for Kel. He didn't want to tell her, for fear it would ruin their friendship. She would probably think she was just a passing interest, anyway. Damn it!

Kind of like the last time

with a bunch of really fast rhymes

if we're living in the past I'm

soon gone

Testing 1,2,3

can anybody hear me?

If I shed the irony

would anybody cheer me?

If I acted less like me

would I be in the clear?

Neal jumped as the bell rang overhead signaling it was time for supper. He quickly pulled on a clean tunic and smoothed his hair. Kel may not know now he felt for her, but he could still look nice.

We recognize the present

is half as pleasant

as our nostalgia for

The past'll be presented

recast and reinvented

until it's how we meant it

"Eat your vegetables," Kel prodded.

"Yes, mother," Neal answered and tried to dodge a cuff. Kel hit him in spite of his attempt to avoid pain during this meal. She smiled, and her face lit up.

"Just eat your vegetables. You'll need the strength if I'm to help you with your tilting." Neal groaned. What had possessed him to ask Kel for help? She is the best of the pages, a voice in his head said. You know that's not the real reason, a second voice said, you just want to spend time with her.

Testing 1,2,3

can anybody hear me?

If I shed the irony

would anybody cheer me?

If I acted less like me

would I be in the clear?

He's everything that you need

you wiped out on your ten speed

and either he will succeed

or just suck

Free time. He could be reading, or studying. But no, here he was, sitting on a padded tilting saddle, lance in hand.

"Let's see," Kel said, watching him closely as he nudged his horse forward, bringing his lance down and missed the target completely.

"It's not funny!" he exclaimed when he noticed Kel doubled over with laughter.

Testing 1,2,3

can anybody hear me?

If I shed the irony

would anybody cheer me?

If I acted less like me

Would I be in the clear?

Kel leaned over Neal, a worried look on her face. He lay in the dirt after falling from his saddle.

"Are you alright?" she asked

"Nothing's broken. I'm just bruised. With my gift, I'll be fine by tomorrow," he answered as Kel helped him to stand.

"How exactly did you manage that? I mean, you had a tilting saddle!"

"I don't know, I guess I'm just talented."

"I suppose you're done in for the day. Unless you want to continue..."

"No!"

Begin the...

Testing 1,2,3

can anybody hear me?

If I shed the irony

would anybody cheer me?

If I acted less like me

would I be in the clear, G?

Testing 1,2,3,

Testing 1,2,3

"Kel, my darling, you are insane, but I love you in spite of it."

She just laughed.