nanomachines
Title: A Single Grain of Sand
Pairing: Consuela/Snake
Rating: G
Summary: It's not about your past.
Warnings: Mild spoilers for MGA2, since this ties directly into the last scene of the game.
Notes: I... did not know about this challenge until today, and did not plot in advance at all. Be warned. 8|;;
"You look like a mummy," Consuela said, with a laugh; she ran one hand over the bandages on Snake's shoulder, and Snake smiled back at her, awkwardly.
"It's better than being dead," he said, and she nodded agreement, and then she kissed him.
Roddy and Dave whooped, almost in unison-- "Damn, I thought you were joking!" Dave said, and Dalton's smug smirk went a little surprised.
Consuela pulled back, grinning, and Snake blinked at her as she turned, and pointed a finger at Roddy. "You owe me twenty," she said.
"A twenty?" Snake asked, and was ignored, for the moment.
"That's not fair," Roddy complained, "I don't have any money again, yet--"
Dalton, leaning against the doorframe, piped up, "Snake can spot you the twenty." His smirk was wide and smug again, surprise gone.
"Was that a bet?" Snake asked, a bit annoyed. He liked his friends and all, but--
Consuela turned to him, still grinning, and said, "They bet me I wouldn't, so yeah, I guess." Then she kissed him again.
"If I don't have a twenty, I don't have forty on me, either," Roddy said, though his complaint was mild, and Dave cheered Consuela on from Snake's other side as she broke the kiss.
"That one," she said, "was not part of the bet, Roddy."
"Uh," Snake said, awkwardly.
-
Through the rest of the afternoon, Consuela kept kissing Snake, at seemingly random intervals, and the story of what they did while detained came out-- it seemed to involve a lot of them talking about what they were going to do when they escaped, how they would find Snake, how Consuela swore she was going to kiss him the moment she saw him again-- that was where the bet had come from, and Consuela kissed Snake again. (Snake was still startled every time she did that, but... he didn't mind, he supposed. It was one of the least unpleasant surprises he'd had in his life.)
"Lemme tell you, it was a big surprise when this guy let us out," Dave said, with a cheerful jab of his thumb towards Dalton.
"You're welcome." Dalton had hardly moved from his spot, propping up the doorframe like a smirking buttress. "It was part of the deal I'd made with Snake, you know."
"Oh, yeah, about that! Snake, what happened?"
Roddy was the first to ask, but after he broke the silence on the topic, Dave and Consuela piped in, too, asking too many questions, all at once-- Snake started to answer them, because they had wanted to help him, had wanted to know who he was almost as badly as he'd wanted to, but after a few minutes, he held up his hands.
"Don't," he said.
They looked at him, quieting, and Snake took a deep breath. "I know who I am now. It doesn't... it doesn't mean anything, though. What matters is what I do from here."
"And where you're going from here," Dalton said, suddenly, "is back to bed. No more questions for Snake, kids, he needs some rest."
"But--" Consuela protested, and Snake shook his head at her, quellingly.
"Dalton's right, I could use some rest." He smiled at her, though, the expression awkward in its warmth, and then at Dave, and then at Roddy. "But... it's great to see you all."
"Hey, man, it's great to see you too," Dave said, with a brotherly pat on one of the less bandaged bits of Snake's back, before Dalton directed them out, and closed the door behind them, and turned back towards Snake, that smug grin gone.
"You doing okay, Snake?" he asked.
"Yeah," Snake said, and gave Dalton that same warm smile. "I just need... to go forward, right?"
Pairing: Consuela/Snake
Rating: G
Summary: It's not about your past.
Warnings: Mild spoilers for MGA2, since this ties directly into the last scene of the game.
Notes: I... did not know about this challenge until today, and did not plot in advance at all. Be warned. 8|;;
"You look like a mummy," Consuela said, with a laugh; she ran one hand over the bandages on Snake's shoulder, and Snake smiled back at her, awkwardly.
"It's better than being dead," he said, and she nodded agreement, and then she kissed him.
Roddy and Dave whooped, almost in unison-- "Damn, I thought you were joking!" Dave said, and Dalton's smug smirk went a little surprised.
Consuela pulled back, grinning, and Snake blinked at her as she turned, and pointed a finger at Roddy. "You owe me twenty," she said.
"A twenty?" Snake asked, and was ignored, for the moment.
"That's not fair," Roddy complained, "I don't have any money again, yet--"
Dalton, leaning against the doorframe, piped up, "Snake can spot you the twenty." His smirk was wide and smug again, surprise gone.
"Was that a bet?" Snake asked, a bit annoyed. He liked his friends and all, but--
Consuela turned to him, still grinning, and said, "They bet me I wouldn't, so yeah, I guess." Then she kissed him again.
"If I don't have a twenty, I don't have forty on me, either," Roddy said, though his complaint was mild, and Dave cheered Consuela on from Snake's other side as she broke the kiss.
"That one," she said, "was not part of the bet, Roddy."
"Uh," Snake said, awkwardly.
-
Through the rest of the afternoon, Consuela kept kissing Snake, at seemingly random intervals, and the story of what they did while detained came out-- it seemed to involve a lot of them talking about what they were going to do when they escaped, how they would find Snake, how Consuela swore she was going to kiss him the moment she saw him again-- that was where the bet had come from, and Consuela kissed Snake again. (Snake was still startled every time she did that, but... he didn't mind, he supposed. It was one of the least unpleasant surprises he'd had in his life.)
"Lemme tell you, it was a big surprise when this guy let us out," Dave said, with a cheerful jab of his thumb towards Dalton.
"You're welcome." Dalton had hardly moved from his spot, propping up the doorframe like a smirking buttress. "It was part of the deal I'd made with Snake, you know."
"Oh, yeah, about that! Snake, what happened?"
Roddy was the first to ask, but after he broke the silence on the topic, Dave and Consuela piped in, too, asking too many questions, all at once-- Snake started to answer them, because they had wanted to help him, had wanted to know who he was almost as badly as he'd wanted to, but after a few minutes, he held up his hands.
"Don't," he said.
They looked at him, quieting, and Snake took a deep breath. "I know who I am now. It doesn't... it doesn't mean anything, though. What matters is what I do from here."
"And where you're going from here," Dalton said, suddenly, "is back to bed. No more questions for Snake, kids, he needs some rest."
"But--" Consuela protested, and Snake shook his head at her, quellingly.
"Dalton's right, I could use some rest." He smiled at her, though, the expression awkward in its warmth, and then at Dave, and then at Roddy. "But... it's great to see you all."
"Hey, man, it's great to see you too," Dave said, with a brotherly pat on one of the less bandaged bits of Snake's back, before Dalton directed them out, and closed the door behind them, and turned back towards Snake, that smug grin gone.
"You doing okay, Snake?" he asked.
"Yeah," Snake said, and gave Dalton that same warm smile. "I just need... to go forward, right?"