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Crack for (Jeb)Cain (Part 10ish)
Title: Crack for (Jeb)Cain (Part 10ish)
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Jeb, Lady-in-Waiting Erin (mentions of DG, Cain, Glitch, Lady-in-Waiting Trans and Lady-in-Waiting Swirl)
Rating: PG
Summary: Jeb and Lady Legendary have a late-night chat
Warning: transgenic_girl said she'd feel better. And I aim to please.
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The original story belongs to transgenic_girl.
Part One . Part Two . Part Three . Part Four . Part Five (I think) . Part Six (I think) . Part Seven (maybe) . Part Eight (possibly) . Part Eight-and-a-Half/Nine . Part 10ish . Part Eleven . Part Twelve . Part Thirteen
Lady Legendary was sitting at the counter in the palace kitchen, writing on a stack of papers when Jeb Cain entered. She glanced up over her glasses for a second and made another note on the page. Jeb was wiping the sleep from his eyes when he realized she was there and jumped slightly before regaining his composure.
Lady Legendary continued minding her own business as he moved to the far wall and collected a glass, then moved back over to the counter where the water pitcher sat. He gave the girl a polite nod and motioned to the stool opposite her. “Please,” she said with a wave to the seat and reached for the plate in front of her, giving it a nudge in his direction. He looked at the objects on the plate and noted they looked like people.
People with hats.
And gunbelts.
Raising an eyebrow, he gingerly reached for one and eyed it suspiciously. “What is it?” he asked a moment later, giving the thing a sniff and making a face.
“Cainger-” she started then froze. Jeb looked up and had to fight back a laugh as she turned pink. “Gingerbread.” He looked at the thing again. “It’s a cookie. Try it,” she said with a wave. Jeb made another face but decided to give it a try. He’d ever had something of that consistency before, but it reminded him of the spiced bread that always seemed to appear when the weather turned colder.
He was about to take a drink of water when she stopped him. “Here,” she said, shaking her head as she reached for the glass. “Try it now.” Jeb shook his head and took a sip, surprised that his water was now milk. “Can’t have cookies without milk,” she said with a smile and refilled her own glass with water.
Jeb took another bite of his cookie and waved to the glass. “Yet you have water?” he asked, seeing a half-eaten cookie next to her.
“Allergic,” she said with a tight smile. He nodded, not sure what that meant and glanced back to the plate.
“You’re from the Other Side, too?” he asked a moment later. She smiled. “And the other two?”
“Yup,” she said with a sigh, making another note on her page.
“Do you miss it?” He knew DG and the girls were always talking about things they’d had on the Other Side.
She smiled and shrugged. “I miss McDonald’s. And Pepsi...” She made another note on her page.
They sat in silence for a few moments before Jeb shifted in his seat. “What are you-” he started to ask, waving to her list. She looked down and leaned back in her chair.
“It’s my To Do list. I don’t deal well with free time, so if I know what I have to do, I can plan. Course,” she said with a shrug. “The more I plan, the less gets done.” Jeb smiled and reached for another cookie.
“What do you have to do?” As far as Jeb knew, a lady-in-waiting was to attend to her charge. In their case, it seemed to not be keeping DG out of trouble, but getting themselves into it. She laughed slightly and reached for the papers.
“Well, Tucker is supposed to be planning a get together and Simmons-”
“Simmons?”
“Simmons is Red,” she said, motioning to her hair. Jeb nodded, realizing who she meant. “And Tucker is Blue.”
“The swimmer,” he said with a smirk.
“Yeah,” she said with a smile. “She thought it was too cold for anyone to be swimming. But, if you ask me, had it been anyone but your dad, she wouldn’t have noticed.”
“I think he’s gonna stay out of the lake for a while,” Jeb responded with a deep chuckle. “I didn’t know their names were-” he started a moment later.
“Oh,” she waved. “Those are just nicknames. They’re characters from Red versus Blue.” Jeb nodded, once again confused. “Anyway,” she pointed to the list again. “Tucker was supposed to be planning a get-together and there’s a thing and a guy and it’s not important,” she mumbled quickly. “She’s also in the process of learning about the miners. Happened to hear someone talking about them when they were with the Queen. She can look at little people’s writing and hear it in her head. I look at it and see a blank page. So, she tells us what it says; names, dates... who’s allergic to what,” the girl trailed.
“So, I’ve got notes to remind myself to nag her because she left me hanging. The supervisor just arrived at the worksite and I need to-” She stopped at the look on Jeb’s face and cleared her throat, blushing again. “Anyway, I told DG I’d help her find some good books in the library for her lessons with her teachers, and Glitch needs help reprogramming the code of the Nurture Units, and the roof needs to be repaired on the south barn and-”
Jeb laughed and shook his head. “So serious for a young lady.” She breathed a laugh.
“You are too funny,” she said with a nod.
“You don’t think you’re too serious?” Jeb asked with a raised eyebrow.
“That’s not what I found funny.” Jeb cocked his head in question. “I’ve got ten years on you, boy. Annuals,” she amended a moment later, rolling her eyes at herself. Jeb blinked.
“You’re joking.” There was no way she was older than him. “I’ll give you two. Maybe... But not-” He stopped as she nodded. “Really?” he asked in disbelief.
“I’m used to it,” she said with a wave. “Ooh,” she said, leaning forward to add another item to her list. “Trans wanted recipes.”
“Trans?” Jeb asked.
“Red,” she replied without looking up. “She made the cookies.” Jeb glanced to the plate again and smiled.
“Any reason they look like my dad?” Biting her lip, Lady Legendary didn’t look up, but Jeb could see the guilt on her face.
“I may have created the monster. But it was an honest gag that might have been blown slightly out of proportion.” Jeb laughed again.
“So, Red bakes?”
“Yep. Strudels, scones... even apple pandowdy,” she quoted before realizing she’d done so. “Anything in particular you like? I can always make suggestions,” she said with a nod to the list. “Favorite dish?”
“I like eggs,” Jeb stated with a shrug. “Scrambled good and dry.”
“With pepper,” she added with a grin. “You ever had a deviled egg?” Jeb noticed her eyes light up and shook his head. “Well, you hard-boil and egg and cut it in half. Take out the yellow and mix it with... well, I have no idea what you mix it with, but it gets really smooth and then you put it back in the egg and sprinkle some paprika...” she rambled before leaning forward to add deviled eggs to the list.
“I’d like to try it,” Jeb said with a wave to her. “As it’s highly recommended.” She smiled and drew a line under the entry.
“I’ll ask her in the morning.” They sat for another minute in silence before Jeb leaned back.
“I guess I should head back. You always up this late?”
“I don’t sleep well,” Lady Legendary shrugged. “So I’m usually here.”
Jeb rose and leaned against the counter. “They may have something in the Infirmary to help with that,” he smirked.
She looked up and glared at him, forcing a smile. “Don’t believe everything you hear, Jeb Cain.” He nodded and pushed off the counter. He’d only met cousin Stephen a few times, but he knew the girl was rather infatuated with the medic.
“If you find yourself having trouble sleeping,” she called out as he reached the door. He turned and she shrugged. “Like I said: usually here.” He nodded and took a deep breath.
“Maybe I’ll wander this way night after next?” She smiled.
“I’ll see about fixing you up with Trans- I mean...” she flustered. “I’ll see about getting Trans to fix you up with her eggs-”
‘Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!’ her internal monologue screamed. Eyes wide, she focused on the table and Jeb tried not to laugh.
“I’ll be here,” she stated simply. “Tonight’s special: liverwurst and buttermilk,” she said sarcastically.
Jeb simply nodded in response and held up a hand. “Get some sleep, cousin.” Her head dropped in embarrassment. Cursing herself, Lady Legendary went back to her list and noticed Jeb’s face pop back into the doorway.
“Ten?” he asked again, certain she was just messing with him.
“Ten,” she replied with a nod.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: Jeb, Lady-in-Waiting Erin (mentions of DG, Cain, Glitch, Lady-in-Waiting Trans and Lady-in-Waiting Swirl)
Rating: PG
Summary: Jeb and Lady Legendary have a late-night chat
Warning: transgenic_girl said she'd feel better. And I aim to please.
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors. The original story belongs to transgenic_girl.
Part One . Part Two . Part Three . Part Four . Part Five (I think) . Part Six (I think) . Part Seven (maybe) . Part Eight (possibly) . Part Eight-and-a-Half/Nine . Part 10ish . Part Eleven . Part Twelve . Part Thirteen
Lady Legendary was sitting at the counter in the palace kitchen, writing on a stack of papers when Jeb Cain entered. She glanced up over her glasses for a second and made another note on the page. Jeb was wiping the sleep from his eyes when he realized she was there and jumped slightly before regaining his composure.
Lady Legendary continued minding her own business as he moved to the far wall and collected a glass, then moved back over to the counter where the water pitcher sat. He gave the girl a polite nod and motioned to the stool opposite her. “Please,” she said with a wave to the seat and reached for the plate in front of her, giving it a nudge in his direction. He looked at the objects on the plate and noted they looked like people.
People with hats.
And gunbelts.
Raising an eyebrow, he gingerly reached for one and eyed it suspiciously. “What is it?” he asked a moment later, giving the thing a sniff and making a face.
“Cainger-” she started then froze. Jeb looked up and had to fight back a laugh as she turned pink. “Gingerbread.” He looked at the thing again. “It’s a cookie. Try it,” she said with a wave. Jeb made another face but decided to give it a try. He’d ever had something of that consistency before, but it reminded him of the spiced bread that always seemed to appear when the weather turned colder.
He was about to take a drink of water when she stopped him. “Here,” she said, shaking her head as she reached for the glass. “Try it now.” Jeb shook his head and took a sip, surprised that his water was now milk. “Can’t have cookies without milk,” she said with a smile and refilled her own glass with water.
Jeb took another bite of his cookie and waved to the glass. “Yet you have water?” he asked, seeing a half-eaten cookie next to her.
“Allergic,” she said with a tight smile. He nodded, not sure what that meant and glanced back to the plate.
“You’re from the Other Side, too?” he asked a moment later. She smiled. “And the other two?”
“Yup,” she said with a sigh, making another note on her page.
“Do you miss it?” He knew DG and the girls were always talking about things they’d had on the Other Side.
She smiled and shrugged. “I miss McDonald’s. And Pepsi...” She made another note on her page.
They sat in silence for a few moments before Jeb shifted in his seat. “What are you-” he started to ask, waving to her list. She looked down and leaned back in her chair.
“It’s my To Do list. I don’t deal well with free time, so if I know what I have to do, I can plan. Course,” she said with a shrug. “The more I plan, the less gets done.” Jeb smiled and reached for another cookie.
“What do you have to do?” As far as Jeb knew, a lady-in-waiting was to attend to her charge. In their case, it seemed to not be keeping DG out of trouble, but getting themselves into it. She laughed slightly and reached for the papers.
“Well, Tucker is supposed to be planning a get together and Simmons-”
“Simmons?”
“Simmons is Red,” she said, motioning to her hair. Jeb nodded, realizing who she meant. “And Tucker is Blue.”
“The swimmer,” he said with a smirk.
“Yeah,” she said with a smile. “She thought it was too cold for anyone to be swimming. But, if you ask me, had it been anyone but your dad, she wouldn’t have noticed.”
“I think he’s gonna stay out of the lake for a while,” Jeb responded with a deep chuckle. “I didn’t know their names were-” he started a moment later.
“Oh,” she waved. “Those are just nicknames. They’re characters from Red versus Blue.” Jeb nodded, once again confused. “Anyway,” she pointed to the list again. “Tucker was supposed to be planning a get-together and there’s a thing and a guy and it’s not important,” she mumbled quickly. “She’s also in the process of learning about the miners. Happened to hear someone talking about them when they were with the Queen. She can look at little people’s writing and hear it in her head. I look at it and see a blank page. So, she tells us what it says; names, dates... who’s allergic to what,” the girl trailed.
“So, I’ve got notes to remind myself to nag her because she left me hanging. The supervisor just arrived at the worksite and I need to-” She stopped at the look on Jeb’s face and cleared her throat, blushing again. “Anyway, I told DG I’d help her find some good books in the library for her lessons with her teachers, and Glitch needs help reprogramming the code of the Nurture Units, and the roof needs to be repaired on the south barn and-”
Jeb laughed and shook his head. “So serious for a young lady.” She breathed a laugh.
“You are too funny,” she said with a nod.
“You don’t think you’re too serious?” Jeb asked with a raised eyebrow.
“That’s not what I found funny.” Jeb cocked his head in question. “I’ve got ten years on you, boy. Annuals,” she amended a moment later, rolling her eyes at herself. Jeb blinked.
“You’re joking.” There was no way she was older than him. “I’ll give you two. Maybe... But not-” He stopped as she nodded. “Really?” he asked in disbelief.
“I’m used to it,” she said with a wave. “Ooh,” she said, leaning forward to add another item to her list. “Trans wanted recipes.”
“Trans?” Jeb asked.
“Red,” she replied without looking up. “She made the cookies.” Jeb glanced to the plate again and smiled.
“Any reason they look like my dad?” Biting her lip, Lady Legendary didn’t look up, but Jeb could see the guilt on her face.
“I may have created the monster. But it was an honest gag that might have been blown slightly out of proportion.” Jeb laughed again.
“So, Red bakes?”
“Yep. Strudels, scones... even apple pandowdy,” she quoted before realizing she’d done so. “Anything in particular you like? I can always make suggestions,” she said with a nod to the list. “Favorite dish?”
“I like eggs,” Jeb stated with a shrug. “Scrambled good and dry.”
“With pepper,” she added with a grin. “You ever had a deviled egg?” Jeb noticed her eyes light up and shook his head. “Well, you hard-boil and egg and cut it in half. Take out the yellow and mix it with... well, I have no idea what you mix it with, but it gets really smooth and then you put it back in the egg and sprinkle some paprika...” she rambled before leaning forward to add deviled eggs to the list.
“I’d like to try it,” Jeb said with a wave to her. “As it’s highly recommended.” She smiled and drew a line under the entry.
“I’ll ask her in the morning.” They sat for another minute in silence before Jeb leaned back.
“I guess I should head back. You always up this late?”
“I don’t sleep well,” Lady Legendary shrugged. “So I’m usually here.”
Jeb rose and leaned against the counter. “They may have something in the Infirmary to help with that,” he smirked.
She looked up and glared at him, forcing a smile. “Don’t believe everything you hear, Jeb Cain.” He nodded and pushed off the counter. He’d only met cousin Stephen a few times, but he knew the girl was rather infatuated with the medic.
“If you find yourself having trouble sleeping,” she called out as he reached the door. He turned and she shrugged. “Like I said: usually here.” He nodded and took a deep breath.
“Maybe I’ll wander this way night after next?” She smiled.
“I’ll see about fixing you up with Trans- I mean...” she flustered. “I’ll see about getting Trans to fix you up with her eggs-”
‘Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!’ her internal monologue screamed. Eyes wide, she focused on the table and Jeb tried not to laugh.
“I’ll be here,” she stated simply. “Tonight’s special: liverwurst and buttermilk,” she said sarcastically.
Jeb simply nodded in response and held up a hand. “Get some sleep, cousin.” Her head dropped in embarrassment. Cursing herself, Lady Legendary went back to her list and noticed Jeb’s face pop back into the doorway.
“Ten?” he asked again, certain she was just messing with him.
“Ten,” she replied with a nod.