A is for Apples and Oranges-Danny/Lindsay (+ Lucy), G, incredibly fluffy.

Miss Jay-I know I usually write them old school for you, but the second I saw your prompt I thought of this (which maybe says something about the ridiculousness of my own brain) and it never left, so I hope you enjoy anyway.

( It was what he liked to call a teachable moment. )

"Careful there, Montana," Danny said, putting a hand on Lindsay's back to keep from toppling over.

"Where's Stella?" she slurred, looking at him blurrily.

"She left an hour ago. After thirty minutes of you hugging her and telling her she's your next best friend."

"I love her," Lindsay said with a smile.

"You mentioned that," Danny murmured. "Are you ( Read more... )

Danny had been back in New York for two months when he saw her, the tiny brown haired girl standing at the edge of the park.  He was getting ready to cross the street, walking around the city in the same daze he’d been in since he got back when something stopped him.  There was something familiar about her, something that he couldn’t turn away from ( Read more... )