TDIR: Look Twice
Fandom: The Dark is Rising
Main characters: Will, Bran
Referenced characters: Aunt Jen
Pairings: None
Contains: N/a
Rating: G
Summary: A chance meeting between two friends. For comment_fic.
"You... look so different."
Bran cocked his head to one side, his pale hair falling into his eyes. "You look exactly the same, Sais-bach. Well. You've finally got your growth -- you were ever such a runt when we were little. But now you look like your big brother. Stephen, that is. Still mostly just like Will, so ordinary you're not meant to look twice."
Will raised an eyebrow. "Who's not meant to look twice?"
"Anybody. It doesn't work. Everyone can see right through you."
"Nothing to see."
"So you'd have us believe. Look, Will -- maybe this isn't the best way to say I don't care about that. But I don't. I don't care what you are or what you're doing, I just want my best friend back."
"Bran -- "
"So invite me to have lunch with you, already," Bran said, talking over any objection. "I found a nice little place down the road -- not a patch on your aunt Jen's cooking, mind, but it's good, and they have some cakes that taste suspiciously like Welsh cakes. A little piece of home, like. What do you say?"
"Bran," he said, soft, almost tender. "I did miss you."
"Of course you did. Now. Lunch. I'm starving."
Main characters: Will, Bran
Referenced characters: Aunt Jen
Pairings: None
Contains: N/a
Rating: G
Summary: A chance meeting between two friends. For comment_fic.
"You... look so different."
Bran cocked his head to one side, his pale hair falling into his eyes. "You look exactly the same, Sais-bach. Well. You've finally got your growth -- you were ever such a runt when we were little. But now you look like your big brother. Stephen, that is. Still mostly just like Will, so ordinary you're not meant to look twice."
Will raised an eyebrow. "Who's not meant to look twice?"
"Anybody. It doesn't work. Everyone can see right through you."
"Nothing to see."
"So you'd have us believe. Look, Will -- maybe this isn't the best way to say I don't care about that. But I don't. I don't care what you are or what you're doing, I just want my best friend back."
"Bran -- "
"So invite me to have lunch with you, already," Bran said, talking over any objection. "I found a nice little place down the road -- not a patch on your aunt Jen's cooking, mind, but it's good, and they have some cakes that taste suspiciously like Welsh cakes. A little piece of home, like. What do you say?"
"Bran," he said, soft, almost tender. "I did miss you."
"Of course you did. Now. Lunch. I'm starving."