Fic: Crows, Iguanas, Cheaters

[meridian_rose]

Title: Crows, Iguanas, Cheaters
Fandom: Original (Helena)
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 301
Prompt: For the writerverse quick fic challenge prompts 'Games' and 'Dice-Rolling Iguana(s)'
Summary: Sometimes visions are abstract. Other times they're oddly specific.
Warnings/Content Notes: No standard warnings apply. Implied drug use ('psychedelic herbs')


The three adventurers were rather miserable the next morning, at least until they'd managed to eat and down copious amounts of chicory tea.

"So, any visions?" Helena asked.

Darcy shook his head, winced, and said carefully, "No. Just colours. Lots and lots of colours."

Helena swallowed another mouthful of chicory. "I saw a crow standing at the crossroads. I asked it to show me which path to take."

"And?"

"Damn bird said I had to play a game. Asked me three riddles, all of which I got right, I might add. But when I asked it to show me the way it just laughed at me and flew off the way I'd come. Squawking about how you can't trust a trickster."

Darcy looked over at Sullivan. "Did our Creator's insistence we try the psychedelic herbs have any useful effect for you?"

Sullivan smiled. "Yes. We're to head to the crossroads, take the right hand path, then the next left, and keep going until we see a waterfall. At the waterfall, we climb down to the river below."

"That's very useful," Helena said. "And oddly specific for a vision. They're usually rather more vague."

"Or weird," Darcy agreed. "Or both. 'Look to the sun and kneel, only then will you see the true path'. That kind of thing."

"Well to be fair," Sullivan said, "I did hear this from a pair of dice rolling iguanas. I had to win a game before they'd give me directions, and I swear the greener looking one was a cheater."

Darcy's brow wrinkled. "I thought it was an iguana, not a cheetah."

Sullivan stared at him for a few moments. "Cheating," he clarified at last. "An iguana who was cheating, not an iguana was actually a cheetah. Nor a cheetah who was really an iguana. Obviously."

"Obviously," Helena drawled. "Because that would just be weird, wouldn't it!"