A little drabble written for
100foraslan prompt #5 - roses. It's exactly 100 words and the most difficult piece of fic I've ever written.
Title: "The Language of Flowers"
Author: Me
Beta:
hotfruitsRating: PG
Characters: Susan, Lucy
Pairing: (implied) Peter/Susan
Warnings: (implied) Incest
A/N: Post- Prince Caspian. English is not my native language, so if you see any mistake, please excuse me.
Summary: Susan accepted the present because she knew... that Three Red Roses means I Love You.
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Susan hated flowers, every kind of flower.
(Only her little sister, Lucy, knew why.)
She made it obvious when she returned all her birthday presents -which were flowers- to its senders.
That was why everyone was so shocked when she accepted the last present delivered.
It was three red roses and a small letter addressed to her. No sender.
Susan smiled tenderly when she read the letter and, after letting Lucy read it, she left the room, humming happily and leaving a bunch of confused girls, and a smiling sister, behind.
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Happy Birthday, Su.
Love,
Your High and Magnificent King.
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Edit: 10.11.08