[Avengers: Drabble] "Out With My Girls" [G]
Title: Out With My Girls
Prompt: writerverse challenge #29 do the shuffle
Your Song: “Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy” (by Tata Young)
Word Count: 118
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Avengers (MCU/movie ‘verse)
Characters: Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Pepper Potts, Natasha Romanoff
Summary: Four friends hit the town.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Out With My Girls
“Are you sure this looks all right?” asked Jane, tugging at the hem of her little black dress.
“Hell, yes,” said Darcy, and Pepper leaned over to touch her shoulder, smiling.
“You look fine, Jane,” she promised, smoothing the skirt of her cream-colored sheath dress.
“You look hot,” Darcy corrected, as she adjusted the bust-line of her own emerald green strapless number. “What? Just ‘cause I like sleeping with boys doesn’t mean I can’t spot a knockout lady when I see her.”
“Fair point,” agreed Natasha, dressed in a deep blood red that made her hair look more copper in the dim club lights. “Now, are we done primping? Because I need a drink.”
Darcy grinned. “Let’s go.”
THE END
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Prompt: writerverse challenge #29 do the shuffle
Your Song: “Sexy, Naughty, Bitchy” (by Tata Young)
Word Count: 118
Rating: G
Fandom or Original: Avengers (MCU/movie ‘verse)
Characters: Jane Foster, Darcy Lewis, Pepper Potts, Natasha Romanoff
Summary: Four friends hit the town.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Out With My Girls
“Are you sure this looks all right?” asked Jane, tugging at the hem of her little black dress.
“Hell, yes,” said Darcy, and Pepper leaned over to touch her shoulder, smiling.
“You look fine, Jane,” she promised, smoothing the skirt of her cream-colored sheath dress.
“You look hot,” Darcy corrected, as she adjusted the bust-line of her own emerald green strapless number. “What? Just ‘cause I like sleeping with boys doesn’t mean I can’t spot a knockout lady when I see her.”
“Fair point,” agreed Natasha, dressed in a deep blood red that made her hair look more copper in the dim club lights. “Now, are we done primping? Because I need a drink.”
Darcy grinned. “Let’s go.”
THE END
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