The 31 Aspects Meme
After reading the wonderful fics that both ralst and ariestess have thrown out because of this fascinating meme I've finally decided to give it a go.
There are 31 aspects. Pick one, add some details, like show, pairing, prompt etc. and I'll write a ficlet in response ( Read more... )
There are 31 aspects. Pick one, add some details, like show, pairing, prompt etc. and I'll write a ficlet in response ( Read more... )
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Barbara stared at her computer screen, the numbers and algorithms seeming to blur into one. She removed her glasses and pinched the bridge of her nose. With a sigh, she then turned back to the screen, pulling up another of her windows to work on the facial recognition bots she was hoping to send off into the cyber realm.
Helena leaned against the kitchen doorframe, legs crossed, arms folded, and watched. It was something she enjoyed doing on a regular basis watching her friend work. If the truth were ever revealed Helena would have liked Barbara to occasionally return the favour.
She coughed, hoping to disturb Barbara’s concentration enough to get some reaction; she failed.
Barbara continued to type rapidly, her eyes now trained on the programme she was devising to give her more manipulation of Gotham City’s CCTV Cameras. After the problems they’d had the year before with the return of Harley Quinn, and the subsequent death of her then boyfriend, Wade, she’d realized she needed more substantial access to views of her operatives.
Oracle needed to know where her girls were; she couldn’t bear to lose another member of her family. Smiling inwardly she thought of her girls, Helena and Dinah. Dinah, nearly half Barbara’s age, acted like a daughter, and Barbara accepted the role with surprising relish. Helena, however, could never be that, never be like a daughter; they were too entangled for that sort of relationship. Helena had been, and would always remain, her dearest friend. Even as a child, she had been more of a friend to Barbara than any of her contemporaries.
A smile crossed Barbara’s face as she thought of Helena; excepting her beloved father, Barbara loved Helena more than any other person in her universe. Occasionally, she imagined growing old with Helena, just the two of them forever, but each time the thought surfaced it sunk immediately. It was obvious the gorgeous Helena would soon meet her one, and would quickly realize that living with a disabled, albeit immensely independent, older woman had lost its appeal.
Helena saw the smile on Barbara’s face and wondered if *she* was ever the reason for her happy state. Helena knew that Barbara loved her as a friend, but had recently come to realize that she, Huntress, wanted more. The problem was getting Barbara to acknowledge the friendship could be so much more intense than it already was.
Feeling frisky, Helena made it her goal for the night to catch Barbara’s attention in a more than friendly way.
TBC
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