Advent Drabble #18
Advent Drabble #18
(Because requests are our friends.)
"You're doing it wrong," Shayera says.
J'onn morphs his form again. "No." He tries again. "Still wrong."
"I surrender," he says at last, and they continue their work on the damaged Javelin.
This planet's customed nudity bothered her briefly, but self consciousness isn't her strong suit, and anyway, J'onn was technically always naked. The climate is mild, and J'onn's attempts to mimic a male Thanagarian are providing plenty of amusement while they try to fix their transport home.
"Like this?" he asks, an hour later.
"Nope. Pass me that wrench, will you?"
"Of course."
As he bends over, she grins.
(Because requests are our friends.)
"You're doing it wrong," Shayera says.
J'onn morphs his form again. "No." He tries again. "Still wrong."
"I surrender," he says at last, and they continue their work on the damaged Javelin.
This planet's customed nudity bothered her briefly, but self consciousness isn't her strong suit, and anyway, J'onn was technically always naked. The climate is mild, and J'onn's attempts to mimic a male Thanagarian are providing plenty of amusement while they try to fix their transport home.
"Like this?" he asks, an hour later.
"Nope. Pass me that wrench, will you?"
"Of course."
As he bends over, she grins.