Words: 489
Summary: Raistlin and Caramon make a bet.
Beta-ed: My friend Wyrd.
A/N: There's going to be 12 chapters but they aren't going to be very long.

Deadline

Chapter I: The Bet

”I could!” Caramon insisted loudly. He and Raistlin were sitting and eating some supper at the Inn, when their almost one sided conversation diverted to books and reading. Raistlin claimed that his brother couldn’t read a whole book even if his life depended on it and the stubborn warrior naturally objected.

”I really doubt it. Your span of concentration is as long as me remembering a spell after casting it,” Raistlin stated coolly.

Caramon’s cheeks reddened with embarrassment and anger. ”That’s not true!”

The mage looked and his brother, smirking evilly. ”Then prove it. Read a whole book...”

”Okay,” Caramon agreed right away.

”... In one and a half weeks.”

The warrior’s eyes bugged out. ”One and a half?! You can’t be serious!” Caramon exclaimed. His brother couldn’t be. Right…?

Raistlin chuckled at his twin’s outburst. “Oh, are you saying you can’t do it?” he goaded.

“I can and I will, you’ll see. I could read whatever book I wanted, be it as long as it can and about any subject,” Caramon said, crossing his arms over his chest in a confident manner.

“Well, in that case, I have just the right book for you. I’ll give it to you to read but only if you promise you will have it read due Friday, which is one and a half weeks away.” Raistlin offered, a devilish gleam in his eyes that made Caramon a bit nervous.

“I promise… But what if, and I mean IF,” he pressed the word. “I haven’t been able to read it until then?”

The mage smirked widely, clasping his hands under his chin. “You have to be my slave for the time you had to read the book.”

“WHAT?!” Caramon yelled, incredulous. “Your slave! Not going to happen.”

“That’s too bad,” the mage said as if disappointed. “For if you’d have succeeded, I would have got to be your slave… Imagine! I would have had to do whatever you told me to. Absurd, so thank you for saving me from that option.”

That stopped Caramon. Raistlin. Slave. His Slave. For a whole week and a half! Very appealing thought. Indeed. He chuckled ominously in his mind.

“It’s a bet then,” he announced.

Raistlin smirked. “Good, I’ll go fetch the book.” He rose from the table and headed for his room. After a moment he came back and dropped something really heavy in front of his brother, who nearly had an aneurysm.

“What is that monstrosity?!” Caramon demanded.

“That, my dear brother, is the book you are going to be reading for the next week and a half. Over 1000 pages about the phases of Solinari, Lunitari and Nuitari. Have fun.” Raistlin walked away, laughing.

The warrior stared at the… Thing on the table. He’d never manage, and Raistlin will have a field day… No! He could do this. It can’t be hard, you just sit and move your eyes. How difficult could that be?

How will Caramon manage from this task? :D
(There isn't going to be any slash, not this time.)