Target Practice, Bart/Connor, PG
I played the crack game with Livia, and this was the result.
TITLE: Target Practice
AUTHOR: Caia
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Bart has a crush on Connor Hawke.
SPOILERS: Nothing, really.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. They belong to DC.
Bart loved Green Arrow.
The younger one, that is. The quiet, calm one, who'd grown up in a monastery and who had all the girls crushing on him when he'd visited the Tower.
He was quiet, and deliberate, and quick only when he needed it, and it was everything people wanted Bart to be and suddenly?
Bart wanted it too. He wanted Connor and he wanted to be Connor, and he wanted to learn how to use his arrows. All of them.
"Will you teach me how to shoot arrows?"
"Certainly."
"Great! Cool!"
Bart ran over to the range where Roy used to practice, and ran back to Green Arrow, so he could walk by his side. He wanted to be near him, and wanted to follow him.
Even if Connor walked as slow as normal people.
"Here, stand here, and hold the bow like this." Connor demonstrated, and then held Bart so he would know how. "Pull back, aim, and then let go."
Bart never wanted Green Arrow to let go. Even though he also wanted to learn what Green Arrow was teaching, and do what he said--and it would be so cool to shoot arrows at superspeed, he'd seen Arsenal shoot them off ten at once and in succession, quick enough that Bart knew most people wouldn't even see--and he's heard that this Green Arrow is just as good, and he was in the JLA, even, with Flash...
Connor was silently adjusting his grip. "Focus on the target, now."
Bart focuses. He'd prefer to focus on Green Arrow, and even on Green Arrow's other arrow, and Green Arrow was his target, really, wasn't he? and he would like a lot to put his arrow in that target. But Green Arrow was calm, and deliberate, and very very zen, and much older and much cooler than Bart. So Bart would do what he knew Green Arrow meant, since he didn't want Green Arrow to stop holding him. Ever, really.
"Now hold." And then Connor stepped back, and Bart immediately slipped, overcompensated, and sent the arrow flying. He stood and waited an eternity, missing the feeling of Green Arrow holding him, waiting for the arrow to hit. Finally it struck the very edge of the target, and then, in less time than it took for the arrow to get there, Bart followed and brought it back to Connor's side.
"Very good," said Connor.
"Show me again!" said Bart, dying to get Green Arrow's arms around him.
It would be a very long month for Connor. And a much longer and happier one for Bart.
And then Bart fell for Green Lantern.
TITLE: Target Practice
AUTHOR: Caia
RATING: PG
SUMMARY: Bart has a crush on Connor Hawke.
SPOILERS: Nothing, really.
DISCLAIMER: Not mine. They belong to DC.
Bart loved Green Arrow.
The younger one, that is. The quiet, calm one, who'd grown up in a monastery and who had all the girls crushing on him when he'd visited the Tower.
He was quiet, and deliberate, and quick only when he needed it, and it was everything people wanted Bart to be and suddenly?
Bart wanted it too. He wanted Connor and he wanted to be Connor, and he wanted to learn how to use his arrows. All of them.
"Will you teach me how to shoot arrows?"
"Certainly."
"Great! Cool!"
Bart ran over to the range where Roy used to practice, and ran back to Green Arrow, so he could walk by his side. He wanted to be near him, and wanted to follow him.
Even if Connor walked as slow as normal people.
"Here, stand here, and hold the bow like this." Connor demonstrated, and then held Bart so he would know how. "Pull back, aim, and then let go."
Bart never wanted Green Arrow to let go. Even though he also wanted to learn what Green Arrow was teaching, and do what he said--and it would be so cool to shoot arrows at superspeed, he'd seen Arsenal shoot them off ten at once and in succession, quick enough that Bart knew most people wouldn't even see--and he's heard that this Green Arrow is just as good, and he was in the JLA, even, with Flash...
Connor was silently adjusting his grip. "Focus on the target, now."
Bart focuses. He'd prefer to focus on Green Arrow, and even on Green Arrow's other arrow, and Green Arrow was his target, really, wasn't he? and he would like a lot to put his arrow in that target. But Green Arrow was calm, and deliberate, and very very zen, and much older and much cooler than Bart. So Bart would do what he knew Green Arrow meant, since he didn't want Green Arrow to stop holding him. Ever, really.
"Now hold." And then Connor stepped back, and Bart immediately slipped, overcompensated, and sent the arrow flying. He stood and waited an eternity, missing the feeling of Green Arrow holding him, waiting for the arrow to hit. Finally it struck the very edge of the target, and then, in less time than it took for the arrow to get there, Bart followed and brought it back to Connor's side.
"Very good," said Connor.
"Show me again!" said Bart, dying to get Green Arrow's arms around him.
It would be a very long month for Connor. And a much longer and happier one for Bart.
And then Bart fell for Green Lantern.