[Justice League: Drabble] "Just a Little" [G]
Title: Just a Little
Prompt: writerverse challenge #04 BINGO table of DOOM! prompt #14 ‘so cold’
Rating: G
Word Count: 204
Original/Fandom: Justice League (any ‘verse)
Character(s): Barbara Gordon (Batgirl), Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)
Summary: “Aren’t you cold?”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Just a Little
“Aren’t you cold?” Barbara asked, incredulous.
She could see her breath forming little clouds in the air in front of her and she shivered, despite the extra layer of thermal underwear she’d put on under her costume. But Diana was wearing her usual get-up, no sleeves, no pants - wasn’t she freezing?
Diana blinked at her. “A little, I suppose,” she said. She scanned the city street below, one foot resting on the ledge surrounding their rooftop, then looked back up. “Nothing yet. Do you want to report in?”
“Wonder Woman, Batgirl, report,” said Bruce’s voice in her earpiece, as if on cue.
“Batgirl here,” Barbara replied. “Nothing yet.”
“Acknowledged. Next check-in in fifteen minutes. Batman out.”
Barbara raised her binoculars, switching them to thermal to scan the buildings around them. She brought them all the way around, and caught Diana’s outstretched arm in her peripheral vision - she was glowing bright orange in the thermal view.
“Seriously?” said Barbara. “Just a little cold?”
The Amazon shrugged. “I had not noticed.”
Barbara huffed out a laugh that immediately condensed into cloud. “I’m making you hot chocolate as soon as we get back inside.”
“That sounds lovely,” Diana said, and both women went back to their patrol.
THE END
Current Mood:
tired
Prompt: writerverse challenge #04 BINGO table of DOOM! prompt #14 ‘so cold’
Rating: G
Word Count: 204
Original/Fandom: Justice League (any ‘verse)
Character(s): Barbara Gordon (Batgirl), Diana Prince (Wonder Woman)
Summary: “Aren’t you cold?”
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
Just a Little
“Aren’t you cold?” Barbara asked, incredulous.
She could see her breath forming little clouds in the air in front of her and she shivered, despite the extra layer of thermal underwear she’d put on under her costume. But Diana was wearing her usual get-up, no sleeves, no pants - wasn’t she freezing?
Diana blinked at her. “A little, I suppose,” she said. She scanned the city street below, one foot resting on the ledge surrounding their rooftop, then looked back up. “Nothing yet. Do you want to report in?”
“Wonder Woman, Batgirl, report,” said Bruce’s voice in her earpiece, as if on cue.
“Batgirl here,” Barbara replied. “Nothing yet.”
“Acknowledged. Next check-in in fifteen minutes. Batman out.”
Barbara raised her binoculars, switching them to thermal to scan the buildings around them. She brought them all the way around, and caught Diana’s outstretched arm in her peripheral vision - she was glowing bright orange in the thermal view.
“Seriously?” said Barbara. “Just a little cold?”
The Amazon shrugged. “I had not noticed.”
Barbara huffed out a laugh that immediately condensed into cloud. “I’m making you hot chocolate as soon as we get back inside.”
“That sounds lovely,” Diana said, and both women went back to their patrol.
THE END
Current Mood:
tired