Busy...

Aug 04, 2007 16:09

Um, been busy lately. Really busy. August 18th is really creeping up on me, and things may just get even busier when I'm not looking. Dad's realizing that he doesn't have much time left with me, and is getting ambitious about all the stuff he wants to cram into the time before I leave. So much for taking the last week slowly...


DC: Surprising Reunion (220 words // Hal Jordan)

When Supergirl invites him in for a cup of coffee, Hal's first impulse is to say yes. His second impulse is to say no. "Seventeen!" he reminds himself.

"C'mon," she tells him. "I'm sure the girls would love to meet you."

Well...if he won't be *alone* with her...if it's a bunch of kids...and they want to meet a big-time hero...it doesn't get more innocent than that, does it? He agrees. And hopes this isn't some pathetically self-deluding excuse to stick around the pretty Kryptonian.

"I only met some of the girls recently," she informs him. "Most of them are friends of Cassie's--er--Wondergirl's in case you don't know...but they're a nice bunch and I think you'd--"

"Hal!"

Greta.

The shorter, bushier-haired blonde teenager leaps out of the giggling mass, and wraps--solid?--arms around him and hugs him tight.

He remembers in a dreamy, twilight sort of way...being every bit as unearthly and intangible as she used to be. He remembers the ghostly child he once instructed in the ways of the warder, and is elated to see what has become of her. It is strange, but he never expected to feel this kind of pride in his lifetime.

Self-deluding excuses or no, Hal is very glad he came.

- . e . n . d . -

Star Wars: Exception (274 words // Ben Skywalker)

Ben Skywalker becomes physically ill when he contemplates what he may have to do. What he probably will have to do. He’s opened the silver case a dozen times and simply looked inside. He now finds himself staring--again--at the disassembled gaffe rifle in front of him. It doesn’t shine in the dim light, and it wouldn’t shine if the brightest glow-lamps hovered over it. It’s a dull-mettled weapon, originally from Tatooine, given to him by the GFA. It pales next to the glimmering vibro-blade that he keeps beside it, a gift from his--now dearly departed--mother. Below it lays the nearly invisible little capsule that he purchased himself on a supply run--a sample of Dytherian poison.

He’s been trying to decide for the past several days which would be the best to use to kill Jacen. To KILL JACEN. The thought makes him completely sick. It really does. But Mom’s dead, and Jacen is at fault. Ben knows this. The only comfort he has is a lesson that his cousin taught him: no one, not even family, is an exception. They are officers of the law. They don’t play favorites.

From the moment he felt Mara Jade-Skywalker’s death, Ben vowed to take down her killer. The options are the tools of his trade, the gift of his mother, or the same type of weapon with which she was killed. The lightsaber would never be an option. Always defense, never attack. It wouldn’t be appropriate. When the bile rises up in Ben’s throat again, he reminds himself of this: Jacen is family, but he isn’t an exception.

- . e . n . d . -

Supernatural: Mommy Function (332 words // Sam & Dean Winchester)

Sammy has always known that their family is missing a Mommy. Dean says that things were better when they had one. He doesn't really go into detail on *how* things were better, but he says that Daddy--Sir--was happy then, and that's enough detail for Sam. The only thing that he doesn't get is what a Mommy *does*. He knows that their family isn't whole, but he doesn't feel like anything's missing either.

When the kindergarten teacher introduces him to all the other kids at school, he vows to find out what this Mommy business is all about. So he starts making a list...

Bertie's mommy drives him to school. Vickie's mommy cooks dinner every evening. Tom's mommy makes sure he gets the toy from the McDonald’s happy meal. Jackie's mommy takes her temperature when she's sick. Carrie's mommy packs her lunch and tells her a story before bedtime.

When Dean picks up his little brother from school one day, he is forced to notice the bright pink construction-paper card covered in glitter and macaroni that Sammy's sticky fingers place into his palm. At first, Dean is confused. He would know if it were Valentine's day, because the girls at his school would have given him candy. So it can't be that...

"It's a Mother's day card, silly! I made it for ya 'cause you're the Mommy in the family!"

Dean feels his cheeks go red. He gets where his little brother is coming from, but he wishes he hadn't said it so loud. On the street. In public. With everyone watching them...

He thanks Sammy for the card and ruffles his hair. He tells him that yes, he loves Sammy too. He then tells the little guy that if he ever repeats that phrase to anyone, he'll stop buying the kid's favorite cereal.

As the two Winchesters walk home, Dean calms himself with this thought: one day, Sammy will be much older, and this will become brilliant blackmail material.

- . e . n . d . -

real life, chars: ben skywalker, drabbles, supernatural, hal jordan, fanfic, star wars, rl, sw, dc

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