#008 Dinner for two (DCAU - GLTAS, Hal Jordan/Carol Ferris, G)
Title: Dinner for two
Fandom: DCAU (Green Lantern TAS)
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Hal Jordan/Carol Ferris
Rating: G
Word count: 464
Warnings: none
Challenge: #008 very bad ideas
She knows agreeing to a date with him was a bad idea. Heck, she had known it even before she said yes. Even as he pleaded with those puppy dog eyes of his, she was sure he'd either stand her up again or be a few hours late at the least. Hal lately seemed to be late for his entire life when she thought about it. He had never been mister dependable, but this was reaching absurd levels. She would have to talk to him about that... that is if he appeared.
She's sitting at her desk doing the paperwork for the crashed plane. Hal should be helping her right now, but he managed to do another vanishing act, looking for the hard drive... and it apparently takes several hours to drive those few miles and recover the darned thing.
Her temples are throbbing, after a day filled with so much worry everyone would get a headache. She puts the papers aside and starts looking for painkillers in the medical cabinet. She pops one pill (she's always careful with those, last thing she needs is getting hooked on them) and sits back waiting for it to start working. She looks out the window and notices the sun is already setting. Actually only the last rays are still visible in the sky and darkness is falling.
Normally she would enjoy such a calming view, but it only reminds her of Hal's lateness. She glances at her watch. It's already long past closing hours at the company. Hal is apparently counting on her taking overtime to clean up his mess. She gazes at the stars and considers her options. She's wasting another evening waiting for someone who doesn't value her time. His boyish charm, sense of fun and the occasional glimpse of earnestness do not outweigh the fact he's a big man-child. And she's not a girl anymore. She'd known him for years, and put up with his antics patiently, waiting for him to grow up, but he never did.
Enough was enough. She closes up and leaves to enjoy the nightly attractions of Coast City on her own. His loss.
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He is sitting at the table in the Interceptor's dining room or rather area. He's pushing around with his fork the unrecognizable, soggy dish (was is supposed to be macaroni and cheese or at least the Oan interpretation of it?) he took out of a can. He has no appetite anyway. He stands up, earning himself a curious and concerned look from Kilowog, approaches the window and looks at the stars, different than those of Coast City's nights, even them reminding him how far he is from home... and from her.
Dinner? He'll be lucky if he comes back home in time for Christmas.
Fandom: DCAU (Green Lantern TAS)
Character(s)/Pairing(s): Hal Jordan/Carol Ferris
Rating: G
Word count: 464
Warnings: none
Challenge: #008 very bad ideas
She knows agreeing to a date with him was a bad idea. Heck, she had known it even before she said yes. Even as he pleaded with those puppy dog eyes of his, she was sure he'd either stand her up again or be a few hours late at the least. Hal lately seemed to be late for his entire life when she thought about it. He had never been mister dependable, but this was reaching absurd levels. She would have to talk to him about that... that is if he appeared.
She's sitting at her desk doing the paperwork for the crashed plane. Hal should be helping her right now, but he managed to do another vanishing act, looking for the hard drive... and it apparently takes several hours to drive those few miles and recover the darned thing.
Her temples are throbbing, after a day filled with so much worry everyone would get a headache. She puts the papers aside and starts looking for painkillers in the medical cabinet. She pops one pill (she's always careful with those, last thing she needs is getting hooked on them) and sits back waiting for it to start working. She looks out the window and notices the sun is already setting. Actually only the last rays are still visible in the sky and darkness is falling.
Normally she would enjoy such a calming view, but it only reminds her of Hal's lateness. She glances at her watch. It's already long past closing hours at the company. Hal is apparently counting on her taking overtime to clean up his mess. She gazes at the stars and considers her options. She's wasting another evening waiting for someone who doesn't value her time. His boyish charm, sense of fun and the occasional glimpse of earnestness do not outweigh the fact he's a big man-child. And she's not a girl anymore. She'd known him for years, and put up with his antics patiently, waiting for him to grow up, but he never did.
Enough was enough. She closes up and leaves to enjoy the nightly attractions of Coast City on her own. His loss.
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He is sitting at the table in the Interceptor's dining room or rather area. He's pushing around with his fork the unrecognizable, soggy dish (was is supposed to be macaroni and cheese or at least the Oan interpretation of it?) he took out of a can. He has no appetite anyway. He stands up, earning himself a curious and concerned look from Kilowog, approaches the window and looks at the stars, different than those of Coast City's nights, even them reminding him how far he is from home... and from her.
Dinner? He'll be lucky if he comes back home in time for Christmas.