Sticking Together
Title: Sticking Togther
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Characters: Rogue, Sam Guthrie
Prompt: 85. She
Word Count: 147
Rating: G
Summary: Sam's got something for Rogue.
Rogue was surprised when a cold glass of tea came to rest against the side of her arm. She jumped a little and turned to look at Sam, holding the gold glass of amber colored tea out to her. He gave it a little shake, and the ice rattled. He had a second glass in his other hand.
“Mama sent up a jug of sun tea. Thought you might appreciate a glass.”
Rogue eyed the proffered glass with a new appreciation. “Sun tea? Real sun tea?”
“My hand to God,” Sam sad, giving her his most charming smile.
She took the glass, careful that not even her gloved hand brushed his, and took a sip. It was cold enough to make her teeth ache, and sweet as sin. Perfect.
“Okay, sugar. Why share this with me?”
“Us Southerners gotta stick together,” Sam said with a little shrug.
Fandom: X-Men: Evolution
Characters: Rogue, Sam Guthrie
Prompt: 85. She
Word Count: 147
Rating: G
Summary: Sam's got something for Rogue.
Rogue was surprised when a cold glass of tea came to rest against the side of her arm. She jumped a little and turned to look at Sam, holding the gold glass of amber colored tea out to her. He gave it a little shake, and the ice rattled. He had a second glass in his other hand.
“Mama sent up a jug of sun tea. Thought you might appreciate a glass.”
Rogue eyed the proffered glass with a new appreciation. “Sun tea? Real sun tea?”
“My hand to God,” Sam sad, giving her his most charming smile.
She took the glass, careful that not even her gloved hand brushed his, and took a sip. It was cold enough to make her teeth ache, and sweet as sin. Perfect.
“Okay, sugar. Why share this with me?”
“Us Southerners gotta stick together,” Sam said with a little shrug.