Primeval: How to ruin a pleasent breakfast (Fanfic)
Title: How to ruin a pleasent breakfast
Fandom: Primeval
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Genre: gen
Challenge: 240 - Keeping Warm (at primeval_100)
Characters: Connor, Lester, mention of Nancy
Warnings: none
Spoilers: season 3
Disclaimer: Primeval (unfortunately) is not mine, it belongs to Impossible Pictures. I don't intend violate any copyrigth, it's just for fun.
Authors Notes: set during season 3, no specific episode
Also posted at AO3
“You know what? I’m worried about Nancy.”
“Really?” Lester’s skill to carry on a conversation with his mind completely focused on another subject was now showing its usefulness with Connor’s inexplicable desire to chat during breakfast.
“She’s behaving strange, lately.” Connor continued explaining.
“How strange?” Lester continued reading newspaper.
“She’s moving slowly, being unusually quite, and always looking for some place in which she can keep herself warm.”
“That’s odd, indeed.” Lester started to sip his coffee.
“I believe… I’m not sure, obviously, but… maybe… I think she’s pregnant.”
Lester’s coffee went down the wrong way, and he began coughing.
Fandom: Primeval
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Genre: gen
Challenge: 240 - Keeping Warm (at primeval_100)
Characters: Connor, Lester, mention of Nancy
Warnings: none
Spoilers: season 3
Disclaimer: Primeval (unfortunately) is not mine, it belongs to Impossible Pictures. I don't intend violate any copyrigth, it's just for fun.
Authors Notes: set during season 3, no specific episode
Also posted at AO3
“You know what? I’m worried about Nancy.”
“Really?” Lester’s skill to carry on a conversation with his mind completely focused on another subject was now showing its usefulness with Connor’s inexplicable desire to chat during breakfast.
“She’s behaving strange, lately.” Connor continued explaining.
“How strange?” Lester continued reading newspaper.
“She’s moving slowly, being unusually quite, and always looking for some place in which she can keep herself warm.”
“That’s odd, indeed.” Lester started to sip his coffee.
“I believe… I’m not sure, obviously, but… maybe… I think she’s pregnant.”
Lester’s coffee went down the wrong way, and he began coughing.