*/ Fic */ Put on Your Halo (Ellie & Abby), G, 1/1
[cross-posted to bunnybash, naemi, and AO3]
Title: Put on Your Halo
Rating: G
Word Count: 283
Character(s): Ellie, Abby
Genre: Friendship
Summary: Abby talked Ellie into spreading some love for Christmas.
Disclaimer: Don't own. Gave back. No infringement intended.
Put on Your Halo
“Remind me again why I'm doing this,” Ellie says with a dramatic sigh.
She smoothes out the stiff skirt of her white dress and then runs her fingertips over the gold embroidery around her waist. As she heaves another sigh, the wings on her back flutter lightly.
Abby bats Ellie’s hand away from a loose thread. “Because you're a good person, of course. Now leave that alone. You'll ruin Sister Rosalie's hard work.”
Ellie looks at Abby through squinted eyes. It's strange to see her in something other than her ever-present goth clothes and platforms, but today, she sports the same white-and-gold linen outfit Ellie does. And to be fair, the hand-sewn dresses look gorgeous and are quite flattering; a quick glance at the small mirror confirms Ellie she doesn't look like a complete idiot.
“Still, though. I feel … weird,” she says.
“The kids will be ever grateful.” Abby squeezes Ellie's shoulders and locks eyes with her. “You'll be fine. You'll do great, and it will be fun. You'll see.”
Ellie looks down, but a grin tugs at the corners of her lips. “Just-how do you always manage to talk me into stuff like this?”
“Because I'm your best friend in the world.”
“You are?”
“Eleanor Bishop, don't you dare tell me otherwise.”
Ellie's grin widens. “Well, you shall not lie, right?”
“Exactly. Now be a good angel and put on your halo.”
Ellie is quick to comply.
Arms wrapped around each other's waists, the women leave the nurses' room. Wings fluttering and halos bobbing with every step, they walk down the corridor to the children's oncology ward to brighten up Christmas for those not lucky enough to be allowed home today.
Title: Put on Your Halo
Rating: G
Word Count: 283
Character(s): Ellie, Abby
Genre: Friendship
Summary: Abby talked Ellie into spreading some love for Christmas.
Disclaimer: Don't own. Gave back. No infringement intended.
Put on Your Halo
“Remind me again why I'm doing this,” Ellie says with a dramatic sigh.
She smoothes out the stiff skirt of her white dress and then runs her fingertips over the gold embroidery around her waist. As she heaves another sigh, the wings on her back flutter lightly.
Abby bats Ellie’s hand away from a loose thread. “Because you're a good person, of course. Now leave that alone. You'll ruin Sister Rosalie's hard work.”
Ellie looks at Abby through squinted eyes. It's strange to see her in something other than her ever-present goth clothes and platforms, but today, she sports the same white-and-gold linen outfit Ellie does. And to be fair, the hand-sewn dresses look gorgeous and are quite flattering; a quick glance at the small mirror confirms Ellie she doesn't look like a complete idiot.
“Still, though. I feel … weird,” she says.
“The kids will be ever grateful.” Abby squeezes Ellie's shoulders and locks eyes with her. “You'll be fine. You'll do great, and it will be fun. You'll see.”
Ellie looks down, but a grin tugs at the corners of her lips. “Just-how do you always manage to talk me into stuff like this?”
“Because I'm your best friend in the world.”
“You are?”
“Eleanor Bishop, don't you dare tell me otherwise.”
Ellie's grin widens. “Well, you shall not lie, right?”
“Exactly. Now be a good angel and put on your halo.”
Ellie is quick to comply.
Arms wrapped around each other's waists, the women leave the nurses' room. Wings fluttering and halos bobbing with every step, they walk down the corridor to the children's oncology ward to brighten up Christmas for those not lucky enough to be allowed home today.