{Fic} SW: Lack of Color; ghost_whisper's request (and sorta _trilla_'s)
A Lack of
Color
By: Clarity Scifiroots (artoflife_muse / enchanting_muse)
Archive: Art of Life http://enchantingmuse.com, artoflife_muse, enchanting_muse, fic_on_demand
Notes: A mix of ghost_whisper’s “dressing up” request and _trilla_’s “Han/Luke and the color white” request (although I just realized the full details and I don’t have even a mention of H/L unfortunately)
Summary: Pure silliness, a bit of fluff, based off my shopping ventures today for school clothes and also one of my reader’s agreements about white not being Han’s color (referencing an earlier story post of mine). ^_~ Enjoy!
Characters: Leia, Han (non pairing)
“What the hell is that?”
“Now don’t get worked up over something that’s no big deal.”
“No big...? Are you insane? Are we even looking at the same thing, here?”
“Han, it’s the only image being shown.”
“I’m not going to do it.”
“You’re being petulant.”
“I am n-”
“Which, by the way, means childish.”
“I knew that, thank you!”
“What’s the problem, anyway? Afraid you won’t look good? Come on, Han, whatever happened to that cocky “I’ve-just-been-in-a-trash-compactor-but-still-look-good” attitude?”
“Listen, princess, you might be able to pull this sort of thing off just fine-”
“Why, thank you. But...?”
“-But white is not my color!”
Silence. Then, a giggle.
“Oh for goodness sake, it’s my wedding!”
“...I hate you.”
~ * Fin *
By: Clarity Scifiroots (artoflife_muse / enchanting_muse)
Archive: Art of Life http://enchantingmuse.com, artoflife_muse, enchanting_muse, fic_on_demand
Notes: A mix of ghost_whisper’s “dressing up” request and _trilla_’s “Han/Luke and the color white” request (although I just realized the full details and I don’t have even a mention of H/L unfortunately)
Summary: Pure silliness, a bit of fluff, based off my shopping ventures today for school clothes and also one of my reader’s agreements about white not being Han’s color (referencing an earlier story post of mine). ^_~ Enjoy!
Characters: Leia, Han (non pairing)
“What the hell is that?”
“Now don’t get worked up over something that’s no big deal.”
“No big...? Are you insane? Are we even looking at the same thing, here?”
“Han, it’s the only image being shown.”
“I’m not going to do it.”
“You’re being petulant.”
“I am n-”
“Which, by the way, means childish.”
“I knew that, thank you!”
“What’s the problem, anyway? Afraid you won’t look good? Come on, Han, whatever happened to that cocky “I’ve-just-been-in-a-trash-compactor-but-still-look-good” attitude?”
“Listen, princess, you might be able to pull this sort of thing off just fine-”
“Why, thank you. But...?”
“-But white is not my color!”
Silence. Then, a giggle.
“Oh for goodness sake, it’s my wedding!”
“...I hate you.”
~ * Fin *