No Cheese Needed (Golden Girls; Blanche/Dorothy; #536: Separate; PG/K+)
Title: No Cheese Needed
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100 #536: Separate
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 4 March 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"What is this?" he asks, looking around them.
Blanche blinks in surprise at her newest beau. "What do you mean? This is mah boudoir. It's rather famous."
"So I've heard, but . . . This can't be right."
"What were you expecting? The mirrors are new," she says, frowning as she tries to figure out what he's looking for.
"But where's Dorothy?"
"Excuse me?"
"Surely you don't have separate rooms?"
"Whoevah said anythin' about Dorothy joinin' us?"
"I just thought . . . I mean . . . It's obvious you two are together."
"Says who?"
"Come on, Blanche. I saw the way you acted tonight. The way you made sure she had a date at first and then danced with her when she was lonely. I thought for certain she'd be joining us."
"Do you want Dorothy?!"
"No! No, of course not! But the idea of watching you two make love was appealing! I don't mind being the cheese!"
"Th' . . . Th' cheese!" Blanche's face flushes as red as her lingerie. She steps delicately across her floor, but there's nothing delicate about what happens next. The sound of her slap resonates throughout her home. "Leave!"
"What's going on?" Dorothy asks, entering the room.
"It's about time!"
"Richard was just leavin'." Blanche glowers at the man until he inches from the room. She slams her door shut behind him. "He . . . He wanted to be th' cheese! Would ya believe that?!" Cupping Dorothy's face in her hands and leading her lips to hers, she exclaims, "As if Ah would evah share you with any one!"
The End
Author: Kat Lee
Fandom: Golden Girls
Character/Pairing: Blanche/Dorothy
Rating: PG/K+
Challenge/Prompt: FemSlash100 #536: Separate
Warning(s): None
Word Count: 250
Date Written: 4 March 2017
Summary:
Disclaimer: All characters within belong to their rightful owners, not the author, and are used without permission.
"What is this?" he asks, looking around them.
Blanche blinks in surprise at her newest beau. "What do you mean? This is mah boudoir. It's rather famous."
"So I've heard, but . . . This can't be right."
"What were you expecting? The mirrors are new," she says, frowning as she tries to figure out what he's looking for.
"But where's Dorothy?"
"Excuse me?"
"Surely you don't have separate rooms?"
"Whoevah said anythin' about Dorothy joinin' us?"
"I just thought . . . I mean . . . It's obvious you two are together."
"Says who?"
"Come on, Blanche. I saw the way you acted tonight. The way you made sure she had a date at first and then danced with her when she was lonely. I thought for certain she'd be joining us."
"Do you want Dorothy?!"
"No! No, of course not! But the idea of watching you two make love was appealing! I don't mind being the cheese!"
"Th' . . . Th' cheese!" Blanche's face flushes as red as her lingerie. She steps delicately across her floor, but there's nothing delicate about what happens next. The sound of her slap resonates throughout her home. "Leave!"
"What's going on?" Dorothy asks, entering the room.
"It's about time!"
"Richard was just leavin'." Blanche glowers at the man until he inches from the room. She slams her door shut behind him. "He . . . He wanted to be th' cheese! Would ya believe that?!" Cupping Dorothy's face in her hands and leading her lips to hers, she exclaims, "As if Ah would evah share you with any one!"
The End