Fandoms 11 - 12
Title: A Lady's Honor
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - Geeorge R. R. Martin
Characters: Sansa, Sandor
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: A version of the scene in A Clash of Kings set in an AU where Sansa doesn't forgive Sandor.
Author's Notes: Some of the dialogue is taken directly from the book.
"Don't you want to ask who's winning the battle, little bird?"
At first, she had been frightened. But then she remembered the Hound calling her stupid. Saying she was a bad liar. Now he was assuming he knew what she wanted and calling her little. She wasn't little; she was twelve.
"No," she said.
He laughed. "I lost it."
"I'm glad," with anger.
"Are you? The little bird hides her talons well."
"I'm not a little bird. I am a wolf."
"All right, little wolf."
Damn him, she thought, surprised at the own wickedness. "Why did you come here?"
"You promised me a song. Have you forgotten?"
She hadn't forgotten. But she couldn't sing for him now, not with the battle raging outside and her own dislike of him raging inside her. "No."
"No, she says. I could keep you safe. They're all afraid of me. No one would hurt you again, or I'd kill them."
"I don't want your protection!" Sansa shouted. "You mock everything I say and so, and when I try to get you to stop, you only mock me more. I'd rather be killed than have you save me. And I will not sing for you."
He took out his dagger and poised it at her throat. "Sing for me."
She felt him twisting the point, pushing it into her throat. She was scared, but her anger outweighed her fear. "You called me stupid. I won't sing for you."
They stood there for what seemed to Sansa like an hour. The Hound holding his weapon to her skin, her staring at him defiantly. She had never felt more brave. When will he give up? she thought. Several more minutes passed before he lowered his arm and left the room.
He forgot his cloak. She burned it.
Title: Making Plans
Fandom: Mansfield Park - Jane Austen
Characters: Fanny, William
Word Count: 116
Rating: G
Summary: Set during Chapter 38. William and Fanny make plans for the future.
"When I retire," said William, "I'll buy a cottage, and you shall live with me."
"I will have a garden," Fanny replied. "And do you think we might have a telescope?"
"We can have whatever you desire. The best telescope money can buy."
"That is really all I want. At least, I cannot think of anything else at the moment."
"Indeed. Well, I want to visit Portsmouth once a year, or perhaps twice."
"Oh, of course," said Fanny, who was excited for the upcoming reunion with the rest of her family.
"We shall be there soon. But the house won't be as pleasant as our cottage." Fanny did not yet know the truth of that statement.
Fandom: A Song of Ice and Fire - Geeorge R. R. Martin
Characters: Sansa, Sandor
Word Count: 300
Rating: PG
Summary: A version of the scene in A Clash of Kings set in an AU where Sansa doesn't forgive Sandor.
Author's Notes: Some of the dialogue is taken directly from the book.
"Don't you want to ask who's winning the battle, little bird?"
At first, she had been frightened. But then she remembered the Hound calling her stupid. Saying she was a bad liar. Now he was assuming he knew what she wanted and calling her little. She wasn't little; she was twelve.
"No," she said.
He laughed. "I lost it."
"I'm glad," with anger.
"Are you? The little bird hides her talons well."
"I'm not a little bird. I am a wolf."
"All right, little wolf."
Damn him, she thought, surprised at the own wickedness. "Why did you come here?"
"You promised me a song. Have you forgotten?"
She hadn't forgotten. But she couldn't sing for him now, not with the battle raging outside and her own dislike of him raging inside her. "No."
"No, she says. I could keep you safe. They're all afraid of me. No one would hurt you again, or I'd kill them."
"I don't want your protection!" Sansa shouted. "You mock everything I say and so, and when I try to get you to stop, you only mock me more. I'd rather be killed than have you save me. And I will not sing for you."
He took out his dagger and poised it at her throat. "Sing for me."
She felt him twisting the point, pushing it into her throat. She was scared, but her anger outweighed her fear. "You called me stupid. I won't sing for you."
They stood there for what seemed to Sansa like an hour. The Hound holding his weapon to her skin, her staring at him defiantly. She had never felt more brave. When will he give up? she thought. Several more minutes passed before he lowered his arm and left the room.
He forgot his cloak. She burned it.
Title: Making Plans
Fandom: Mansfield Park - Jane Austen
Characters: Fanny, William
Word Count: 116
Rating: G
Summary: Set during Chapter 38. William and Fanny make plans for the future.
"When I retire," said William, "I'll buy a cottage, and you shall live with me."
"I will have a garden," Fanny replied. "And do you think we might have a telescope?"
"We can have whatever you desire. The best telescope money can buy."
"That is really all I want. At least, I cannot think of anything else at the moment."
"Indeed. Well, I want to visit Portsmouth once a year, or perhaps twice."
"Oh, of course," said Fanny, who was excited for the upcoming reunion with the rest of her family.
"We shall be there soon. But the house won't be as pleasant as our cottage." Fanny did not yet know the truth of that statement.