Announcing the End of the World X
(previously:
Drabbles 1-4,
Drabbles 5-9)
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Challenge #107:
Furniture
After dinner -and some rather stilted conversation- Oz left the eating area. The children followed, so the BAU followed them. The kids were sitting respectfully on the floor of this new room. Since there were no chairs, the adults lined up against the walls.
Oz was kneeling in front of the only furniture of the room: a low coffee table with four unplugged lamps. Oz was unwinding the cord to the end lamp, unhurried and purposeful.
“Geisha,” Rossi whispered and Reid could see the resemblance between this and a tea ceremony. His mind was quick to offer contrasts as well.
Oz placed the lamp plug into a little wooden trench filled with dirt that circled the table. He stood, moved around the table and folded himself to kneeling to begin again.
JJ shivered and Reid made movements to offer her his jacket. She shook her head. “You didn’t feel that?”
Reid didn’t even know what “that” could be. He watched as Oz unwound the last lamp cord and placed it n the dirt.
“Feels like we’re behind a fortress,” Will muttered.
Wards, Oz had created this for the nighttime wards.
Reid had to get his hands on a Ward book.
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Title: Announcing the End of the World XI
Word Count: 200
Fandom: Criminal Minds
Challenge #107:
Furniture
Oz told the children, “bed.” They didn’t protest. They filed through the bathroom and Oz inspected clean hands, faces and teeth. Then they all filed into another room, filled with blankets. Clean clothes were in a laundry basket in the corner, dirty clothes in another. The mattresses pushed together were the only furniture. The children clamored around, trying to get comfortable. The end result was something of a puppy pile. That impression was reinforced by the ‘puppy-dog eyes’ that all turned on Oz.
Oz smirked the slightest bit and pulled a guitar out from behind the door. The children grinned and settled. Oz didn’t sing anything, just strummed. Derrik felt his eyes droop before the end of the concert. He wasn’t the only one. Garcia was more leaning against him than standing on her own. Jack was asleep in his father’s arms and Henry in Will’s.
The concert ended. Oz returned the guitar to its place and led the BAU team to the other rooms on the floor. There weren’t even mattresses here, just a lot of blankets.
“We’ll get stuff tomorrow,” Oz said. He walked away.
“What about night watch?” Hotch called after him.
“I got it. You sleep.”
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