15 Minute Ficlet: Laundry Buddy
Title: Laundry Buddy
Author: Lyra
Rating: G
Pairing: Penny/Billy
Spoilers: Um, just for a scene in the "Perfect Story" number?
Synopsis: Billy was her friend, and that's why Penny was calling him to ask if he was doing laundry today.
Author's Notes: Written for
15_minute_fic 's word of the week (from a couple weeks ago), so it is by definition, quick and rough. Still, might be fun. :)
Laundry Buddy
Penny stood in the middle of her apartment, laundry baskets under one arm, cell phone in the other hand. She stared at the screen, her finger hovering over the button as she wrestled with herself. Billy wasn’t just a guy she saw at the Laundromat; he was a friend. And when friends suddenly disappear for weeks, worry is natural, and so is calling them to see if they’re alright.
She wasn’t frantic, no. She was just worried. Because he was her friend. Because she liked talking to him. And that was why she was about to call him. At his house. To see if he was going to do his laundry. At the Laundromat. Today.
“This is silly,” she said out loud, trying to convince herself. “I’d call my friends just to say hi, so why not Billy?”
Taking a deep breath, she pressed the “Call” button on the phone, pressing the device to her ear as she adjusted the laundry basket at her hip. She counted the rings and listened when it changed to voicemail, and Billy’s voice piped through. “This is Billy. Uh, leave a message and I’ll get back to you.” His little laugh at the end made her smile, but the recording tone made her jump.
“Um…” What had she wanted to say? There had been something. And where did all the words suddenly go? In the silence, she felt her face flush hot, and Penny snapped the phone off, staring at the little plastic device as if willing Billy to magically call back.
She sighed, tucking the phone into her pocket, and threw a bottle of detergent and a box of fabric softener into the laundry basket. It had been a while; Billy had to be running out of clean clothes. Maybe he’d come by today.
Maybe she’d pick up a couple of frozen yogurts on the way to the Laundromat. Just in case she saw him.
As usual, click the cute little baby dragon please?
Author: Lyra
Rating: G
Pairing: Penny/Billy
Spoilers: Um, just for a scene in the "Perfect Story" number?
Synopsis: Billy was her friend, and that's why Penny was calling him to ask if he was doing laundry today.
Author's Notes: Written for
15_minute_fic 's word of the week (from a couple weeks ago), so it is by definition, quick and rough. Still, might be fun. :)
Laundry Buddy
Penny stood in the middle of her apartment, laundry baskets under one arm, cell phone in the other hand. She stared at the screen, her finger hovering over the button as she wrestled with herself. Billy wasn’t just a guy she saw at the Laundromat; he was a friend. And when friends suddenly disappear for weeks, worry is natural, and so is calling them to see if they’re alright.
She wasn’t frantic, no. She was just worried. Because he was her friend. Because she liked talking to him. And that was why she was about to call him. At his house. To see if he was going to do his laundry. At the Laundromat. Today.
“This is silly,” she said out loud, trying to convince herself. “I’d call my friends just to say hi, so why not Billy?”
Taking a deep breath, she pressed the “Call” button on the phone, pressing the device to her ear as she adjusted the laundry basket at her hip. She counted the rings and listened when it changed to voicemail, and Billy’s voice piped through. “This is Billy. Uh, leave a message and I’ll get back to you.” His little laugh at the end made her smile, but the recording tone made her jump.
“Um…” What had she wanted to say? There had been something. And where did all the words suddenly go? In the silence, she felt her face flush hot, and Penny snapped the phone off, staring at the little plastic device as if willing Billy to magically call back.
She sighed, tucking the phone into her pocket, and threw a bottle of detergent and a box of fabric softener into the laundry basket. It had been a while; Billy had to be running out of clean clothes. Maybe he’d come by today.
Maybe she’d pick up a couple of frozen yogurts on the way to the Laundromat. Just in case she saw him.
As usual, click the cute little baby dragon please?