2 Fics: 1 Dollhouse + 1 Gilmore Girls
Title: Regret
Fandom: Dollhouse
Rating: PG
Spoilers: All Season 2
Characters/Pairing: Adelle, Topher
Word Count: 196
Prompt: Regret (Dollhouse, Adelle) - from nebakanezer
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing them for a while. :)
Regret
In all of the disastrous turmoil of the past several years, there is only one thing Adelle truly regrets. She believes that for the most part she did the absolute best she could given the unfavorable circumstances. There had been many hard choices, ones she never would have dreamed she need make. All of them though she has come to terms with, all save one.
If there were only a single thing she was granted the power to change she knows what it would be-her decision to betray Topher. At the time it had been a matter of regaining control over her house, which had been a necessity, but she wonders if she couldn’t have found some alternative way to achieve that goal.
Years afterward she watched as Topher’s guilt over his creation consumed him and drove him into madness. The fact that such a device would have been designed by others had he not done so was of no consolation to him.
She did what she could to comfort and console him, but it was never enough. His pain was her fault and her only regret was that she had not prevented his suffering.
~~~
Title: Kicking the Habit
Fandom: Gilmore Girls
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Set post season 7, so I guess everything...
Characters/Pairing: Luke/Lorelai
Word Count: 679
Prompt: Coffee (Gilmore Girls, Lorelai) - from hondagirll
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing them for a while. :)
Kicking the Habit
“I need coffee,” Lorelai states as she pulls up a stool at the diner counter.
“No,” Luke says firmly, his eyes still on the pie he’s cutting.
“What do you mean ‘no’?”
He looks up briefly and meets her eyes. “It means exactly what it’s supposed to mean. No.”
“Luke…” Lorelai pleads, “Come on, just one cup.”
He places the now cut pie on the stand and covers it with a lid. “I said, no. You know what the doctor said.”
Lorelai rolls her eyes at him. “Yes, I do. I was there too you know. He said cut down, not stop.”
Luke lets out a snort of laughter. “And I’m supposed to believe you’re cutting down?”
She smiles sweetly and nods. “I am.” Lorelai raises her right hand for a moment. “Scout’s honor.”
“Uh huh,” he says, his voice more than a little skeptical. He adjusts his cap on his head before crossing his arms in front of him.
“It’ll be my first cup of the day; I’ll even let you be my coffee police.”
“So you’re not going to drink any coffee when you go to the inn?”
“No.”
“Or stop by Westin’s on your lunch break to get a latte?”
She shakes her head. “Can I have my coffee now?”
He narrows his eyes. “What about the pot you already drank this morning?”
She sits up straighter on the stool, getting defensive. “What pot? I didn’t drink any coffee this morning.” He caught her off-guard and the lie is obvious.
He smiles in victory.
“Damn it,” she swears. “How the hell did you know about that?”
He shrugs. “I forgot something at the house and had to come back for it. When I came into the kitchen I saw the coffee brewing. Nice job by the way, setting the timer for after I’d left for work.”
Lorelai tries a different approach. “Come on Luke, just one cup. That’s it, just one. Your coffee is the best…” Maybe flattery will work.
He shakes his head, staring her down. “Nice try, but no. I don’t care how good my coffee is, you aren’t getting any.”
“You aren’t going to give your wife any of the sweet nectar of life she so desperately craves and needs to function?”
“No, I’m not. Especially not since she describes it as the ‘sweet nectar of life’. I’d say that’s a sign of addiction if I ever saw one.” He’s determined she’ll give him that.
Lorelai’s getting really frustrated now. “Stop being ridiculous, Luke. Do you know how much coffee I drank when I was pregnant with Rory? And look at her, she turned out fine.”
He shrugs. “I don’t know, I always thought she was a bit on the short side. How do I know that’s not from all the caffeine you drank? I don’t want our kid to be a midget.”
She’s beginning to realize this argument is futile. She’s stubborn, but so is he. Lorelai grabs her purse and pushes the stool back, standing up. Her barely present baby bump brushes against the counter, reminding her why she’s being forced to cut back on the joe.
“Fine. Go ahead and deprive me,” she states. “I’m going to the inn. Sookie always has good coffee too.” She’s taunting him now, and it’s as fun as it always is.
“No,” he replies sternly. “No more coffee.”
She smiles triumphantly.
“Lorelai…” He warns.
She turns and starts walking towards the door. “See you later, I’m going to go get my fix from Sookie!”
“You are not drinking any more coffee. We are kicking this habit!” He calls out to her back. “I’m calling Sookie!”
When the door closes behind her she glances over her shoulder and sees Luke madly dialing the inn. She smiles as one hand unconsciously falls to her stomach, gently smoothing the fabric of her dress over belly. Maybe she could afford to start cutting back, at least until the baby’s born. But she isn’t going to tell Luke that, not yet-it’s too fun watching him get worked up.
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Fandom: Dollhouse
Rating: PG
Spoilers: All Season 2
Characters/Pairing: Adelle, Topher
Word Count: 196
Prompt: Regret (Dollhouse, Adelle) - from nebakanezer
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing them for a while. :)
Regret
In all of the disastrous turmoil of the past several years, there is only one thing Adelle truly regrets. She believes that for the most part she did the absolute best she could given the unfavorable circumstances. There had been many hard choices, ones she never would have dreamed she need make. All of them though she has come to terms with, all save one.
If there were only a single thing she was granted the power to change she knows what it would be-her decision to betray Topher. At the time it had been a matter of regaining control over her house, which had been a necessity, but she wonders if she couldn’t have found some alternative way to achieve that goal.
Years afterward she watched as Topher’s guilt over his creation consumed him and drove him into madness. The fact that such a device would have been designed by others had he not done so was of no consolation to him.
She did what she could to comfort and console him, but it was never enough. His pain was her fault and her only regret was that she had not prevented his suffering.
~~~
Title: Kicking the Habit
Fandom: Gilmore Girls
Rating: PG
Spoilers: Set post season 7, so I guess everything...
Characters/Pairing: Luke/Lorelai
Word Count: 679
Prompt: Coffee (Gilmore Girls, Lorelai) - from hondagirll
Disclaimer: Not mine, just borrowing them for a while. :)
Kicking the Habit
“I need coffee,” Lorelai states as she pulls up a stool at the diner counter.
“No,” Luke says firmly, his eyes still on the pie he’s cutting.
“What do you mean ‘no’?”
He looks up briefly and meets her eyes. “It means exactly what it’s supposed to mean. No.”
“Luke…” Lorelai pleads, “Come on, just one cup.”
He places the now cut pie on the stand and covers it with a lid. “I said, no. You know what the doctor said.”
Lorelai rolls her eyes at him. “Yes, I do. I was there too you know. He said cut down, not stop.”
Luke lets out a snort of laughter. “And I’m supposed to believe you’re cutting down?”
She smiles sweetly and nods. “I am.” Lorelai raises her right hand for a moment. “Scout’s honor.”
“Uh huh,” he says, his voice more than a little skeptical. He adjusts his cap on his head before crossing his arms in front of him.
“It’ll be my first cup of the day; I’ll even let you be my coffee police.”
“So you’re not going to drink any coffee when you go to the inn?”
“No.”
“Or stop by Westin’s on your lunch break to get a latte?”
She shakes her head. “Can I have my coffee now?”
He narrows his eyes. “What about the pot you already drank this morning?”
She sits up straighter on the stool, getting defensive. “What pot? I didn’t drink any coffee this morning.” He caught her off-guard and the lie is obvious.
He smiles in victory.
“Damn it,” she swears. “How the hell did you know about that?”
He shrugs. “I forgot something at the house and had to come back for it. When I came into the kitchen I saw the coffee brewing. Nice job by the way, setting the timer for after I’d left for work.”
Lorelai tries a different approach. “Come on Luke, just one cup. That’s it, just one. Your coffee is the best…” Maybe flattery will work.
He shakes his head, staring her down. “Nice try, but no. I don’t care how good my coffee is, you aren’t getting any.”
“You aren’t going to give your wife any of the sweet nectar of life she so desperately craves and needs to function?”
“No, I’m not. Especially not since she describes it as the ‘sweet nectar of life’. I’d say that’s a sign of addiction if I ever saw one.” He’s determined she’ll give him that.
Lorelai’s getting really frustrated now. “Stop being ridiculous, Luke. Do you know how much coffee I drank when I was pregnant with Rory? And look at her, she turned out fine.”
He shrugs. “I don’t know, I always thought she was a bit on the short side. How do I know that’s not from all the caffeine you drank? I don’t want our kid to be a midget.”
She’s beginning to realize this argument is futile. She’s stubborn, but so is he. Lorelai grabs her purse and pushes the stool back, standing up. Her barely present baby bump brushes against the counter, reminding her why she’s being forced to cut back on the joe.
“Fine. Go ahead and deprive me,” she states. “I’m going to the inn. Sookie always has good coffee too.” She’s taunting him now, and it’s as fun as it always is.
“No,” he replies sternly. “No more coffee.”
She smiles triumphantly.
“Lorelai…” He warns.
She turns and starts walking towards the door. “See you later, I’m going to go get my fix from Sookie!”
“You are not drinking any more coffee. We are kicking this habit!” He calls out to her back. “I’m calling Sookie!”
When the door closes behind her she glances over her shoulder and sees Luke madly dialing the inn. She smiles as one hand unconsciously falls to her stomach, gently smoothing the fabric of her dress over belly. Maybe she could afford to start cutting back, at least until the baby’s born. But she isn’t going to tell Luke that, not yet-it’s too fun watching him get worked up.
~~~
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