Prompt 135~ Romance: "Over the Hills and Far Away"

Sep 30, 2011 11:01

Title: Over the Hills and Far Away
Author: Sonja Jade
Series: Any
Word Count: 249
Rating: K, G
Character(s): Havoc/Sciezka
Summary: Country romance might be a little different, but it’s just as sweet.
Warnings: LOL maybe trespassing?  Who knows where this setting is, Jean barged in and said he’d handle this prompt so I trust it’s nothing illegal…  And if it is I’m gonna whip his country ass.
Author's Notes: I have no idea where this came from.  I wanted to write about Bradley learning to be romantic in order to get a wife, but this is what happened instead.  And of course I struggled with a freakin' title…  Thank you Led Zeppelin for letting me borrow your title for my title.
Prompt: Romance

“Jean, this is ludicrous!” she whispered roughly as he dragged her through underbrush and grass and God knew what else.

“Trust me, honey! This is gonna be awesome!”  They moved through the woods hand in hand until finally they reached a small clearing.  There was a pond with a cooler bobbing around that had been tethered, and the most beautiful view of the mountains in the distance.

“Oh wow,” Sciezka breathed.

“Wait, it gets better!” Jean grinned.  He tugged the cooler out of the water and revealed a dry blanket, a chilled bottle of wine and two jar glasses.  And as if on cue, a piano began tinkling from one of the homes nestled in the trees.

“I thought you might enjoy drinks and dancing,” he said as he whipped out a pocket knife and twisted the corkscrew down into the bottle.

Sciezka laughed, looking down at her ratty flannel shirt and muddy jeans.  “I’ve never danced in such clothes before!”  The cork popped from the bottle and he poured them each a glass.

“Here’s to famous firsts, then,” Havoc said.  She clinked her glass to his and took a long drink.  He chose a soft rosé; her favorite.

He sat his glass on top of the now empty cooler and kissed her free hand.  “May have this dance, my sweet Sciezka?”  The young woman blushed and nodded shyly.  He sat her glass beside his and held her close, dancing in the dusky, cool twilight with his best girl.

sonjajade, prompt 135

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