Two Heroes drabbles: Noah and Lyle/Elle and Bob
Title: Defenceless
Fandom: Heroes
Rating/Genre: g/gen
Characters: Lyle and Noah Bennet
Summary: Lyle wants something else than protection from his father
Word count: 452
Spoilers/Warnings: No.
Notes: Written with heroes_contest’s prompt “Defended” in mind. But I forgot to post it before the deadline… I’m posting it now anyway because… well, because I wrote it.
Lyle chose a moment when he was alone with his father. The car seemed a good idea, going away from the house.
“Dad, I want to learn how to fight.”
Noah didn’t take his eyes off the road; for a moment, he didn’t react at all. He just asked Lyle to repeat what he just said as if he had been too busy driving to pay attention, but he was just trying to buy time. Lyle didn’t want to give it to him.
“I mean it. Not for myself, but for mom’s sake - and even for Claire’s. Yeah, she’s indestructible and all that, but honestly, dad, she can still get into some pretty crazy shit…”
“Yes”, Noah interrupted him. “Trust me; I know that bad things can happen to anyone. But I am here to protect all of you.”
His father looked at him the way he did sometimes when he was very serious, trying to inspire feelings of comfort and security and ‘daddy knows best’, but Lyle knew that it was time to challenge these ideas. Noah slowed down the car so that he could drive securely while still having a serious conversation with his son.
Lyle wanted to shout that that was exactly one of his points. His dad knew how to take care of people. Who taught him that?
“I know you mean it”, he said and locked eyes with his father, “but dad, you’re not always going to be around. Most of the time you’re not.”
Lyle wanted to make him understand. He knew that his dad was not a ‘normal dad’, but a guy who could kick ass if he wanted and wouldn’t hesitate to do so, but it was also a fact that Lyle and his mom were alone in the house most of the time. Unprotected from whatever it was that lurked out there.
“Don’t you see? You’re not special…”
“Thanks, Lyle, that’s heart-warming…”
“No, I mean, you’re normal. You don’t have any special powers, but you know how to fight the ones who have them. Why can’t I do that, too? I don’t always want to be the one who needs to be defended.”
Noah nodded, “You want to be the one who defends others. Great…”
Noah sighed heavily as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. What was the problem?
“Let’s not talk about this now, okay?” Noah said, and they dropped the subject.
Noah did not promise anything that night but Lyle still hoped his dad could relate to what he was saying.
Because if his dad didn’t have any super hero powers, then he must have started out as defenceless once, too. And he must have hated that.
Title: Big Girl
Fandom: Heroes
Rating/Genre: g/gen
Characters: Elle and Bob Bishop
Summary: Elle did not believe what Bob said when he talked about her mother.
Word count: 251
Spoilers/Warnings: No.
Notes: Written for the prompt: Big Girls Don’t Cry the other day at comment_fic, theme: Song titles
She remembers how her daddy used to tell her that big girls don't cry.
"Elle", he used to say when she was little, "think of your mother. She would be ashamed if she saw a big girl like you cry."
Elle remembers how he turned away from her, thinking the discussion already over. He had already told her so many times that the important thing is to grow up, be strong, and stay strong.
With time - and really, it didn't take too long - Elle learned his lesson and hid the tears deep inside of her.
Still, there was a part of her that did not believe him when he said that. Elle had very few memories of her mother, but she was sure of one thing: her mother had not been the same kind of person as Bob.
What in the world did he do to make a woman like her love him? she wondered, when to be honest she didn't know anything at all about her parent's life together. All she 'knew' were those phrases, 'your mother would be ashamed', 'big girls don't cry'.
That could not be true. Because her mother had been a big girl, and she must have cried when she knew that she was going to die and leave her little girl, the little baby that she loved.
In her head, Elle changed the phrase: Daddies don't cry. Daddies are ashamed when they can't love their little kids enough to make them stop crying.
Fandom: Heroes
Rating/Genre: g/gen
Characters: Lyle and Noah Bennet
Summary: Lyle wants something else than protection from his father
Word count: 452
Spoilers/Warnings: No.
Notes: Written with heroes_contest’s prompt “Defended” in mind. But I forgot to post it before the deadline… I’m posting it now anyway because… well, because I wrote it.
Lyle chose a moment when he was alone with his father. The car seemed a good idea, going away from the house.
“Dad, I want to learn how to fight.”
Noah didn’t take his eyes off the road; for a moment, he didn’t react at all. He just asked Lyle to repeat what he just said as if he had been too busy driving to pay attention, but he was just trying to buy time. Lyle didn’t want to give it to him.
“I mean it. Not for myself, but for mom’s sake - and even for Claire’s. Yeah, she’s indestructible and all that, but honestly, dad, she can still get into some pretty crazy shit…”
“Yes”, Noah interrupted him. “Trust me; I know that bad things can happen to anyone. But I am here to protect all of you.”
His father looked at him the way he did sometimes when he was very serious, trying to inspire feelings of comfort and security and ‘daddy knows best’, but Lyle knew that it was time to challenge these ideas. Noah slowed down the car so that he could drive securely while still having a serious conversation with his son.
Lyle wanted to shout that that was exactly one of his points. His dad knew how to take care of people. Who taught him that?
“I know you mean it”, he said and locked eyes with his father, “but dad, you’re not always going to be around. Most of the time you’re not.”
Lyle wanted to make him understand. He knew that his dad was not a ‘normal dad’, but a guy who could kick ass if he wanted and wouldn’t hesitate to do so, but it was also a fact that Lyle and his mom were alone in the house most of the time. Unprotected from whatever it was that lurked out there.
“Don’t you see? You’re not special…”
“Thanks, Lyle, that’s heart-warming…”
“No, I mean, you’re normal. You don’t have any special powers, but you know how to fight the ones who have them. Why can’t I do that, too? I don’t always want to be the one who needs to be defended.”
Noah nodded, “You want to be the one who defends others. Great…”
Noah sighed heavily as if the weight of the world was on his shoulders. What was the problem?
“Let’s not talk about this now, okay?” Noah said, and they dropped the subject.
Noah did not promise anything that night but Lyle still hoped his dad could relate to what he was saying.
Because if his dad didn’t have any super hero powers, then he must have started out as defenceless once, too. And he must have hated that.
Title: Big Girl
Fandom: Heroes
Rating/Genre: g/gen
Characters: Elle and Bob Bishop
Summary: Elle did not believe what Bob said when he talked about her mother.
Word count: 251
Spoilers/Warnings: No.
Notes: Written for the prompt: Big Girls Don’t Cry the other day at comment_fic, theme: Song titles
She remembers how her daddy used to tell her that big girls don't cry.
"Elle", he used to say when she was little, "think of your mother. She would be ashamed if she saw a big girl like you cry."
Elle remembers how he turned away from her, thinking the discussion already over. He had already told her so many times that the important thing is to grow up, be strong, and stay strong.
With time - and really, it didn't take too long - Elle learned his lesson and hid the tears deep inside of her.
Still, there was a part of her that did not believe him when he said that. Elle had very few memories of her mother, but she was sure of one thing: her mother had not been the same kind of person as Bob.
What in the world did he do to make a woman like her love him? she wondered, when to be honest she didn't know anything at all about her parent's life together. All she 'knew' were those phrases, 'your mother would be ashamed', 'big girls don't cry'.
That could not be true. Because her mother had been a big girl, and she must have cried when she knew that she was going to die and leave her little girl, the little baby that she loved.
In her head, Elle changed the phrase: Daddies don't cry. Daddies are ashamed when they can't love their little kids enough to make them stop crying.