Little Women/Batman XOver: Dark Scribe Begins, Ch 2 (Jo/Laurie)
though this chapter is a little slower than the first one, I had a great deal of fun laying out more of the hopeless backdrop of gritty New York City... as well as getting to write a kick-ass Amy that won't be a submissive little pod-person wife to nobody, ya hear? Because really, who didn't like Amy more when she actually had a personality as a young kid, before having all her roughest and most interesting edges shorn off so she could enter a bland marriage with Laurie? ;)
Title: Dark Scribe Begins, Chapter 2
Fandom: Little Women & Batman Begins/Dark Knight
Series: Dark Scribe Begins
Characters/Pairings: Jo/Laurie, Amy, Fred, Cast
Rating: R
Summary: It would all begin with a message hastily sent through her kitchen window on an otherwise unremarkable morning. But after a certain gentleman of a darker persuasion moves back into her city, Jo March's life gets all the more dangerous from there...
Note: This is a Little Women/Batman Begins crossover, with all the madness that entails. This is so AU, I almost don't even need to mention it.
Amy simply smiled primly at that, as though she had been doing something more along the lines of showing a prospective buyer her art than torturing her sister into compliance through the most devious, if gentle-womanly, of means. 'Really? Why Jo, how kind of you to say so. I knew you'd speak sense eventually.'
Title: Dark Scribe Begins, Chapter 2
Fandom: Little Women & Batman Begins/Dark Knight
Series: Dark Scribe Begins
Characters/Pairings: Jo/Laurie, Amy, Fred, Cast
Rating: R
Summary: It would all begin with a message hastily sent through her kitchen window on an otherwise unremarkable morning. But after a certain gentleman of a darker persuasion moves back into her city, Jo March's life gets all the more dangerous from there...
Note: This is a Little Women/Batman Begins crossover, with all the madness that entails. This is so AU, I almost don't even need to mention it.
Amy simply smiled primly at that, as though she had been doing something more along the lines of showing a prospective buyer her art than torturing her sister into compliance through the most devious, if gentle-womanly, of means. 'Really? Why Jo, how kind of you to say so. I knew you'd speak sense eventually.'