It would seem that Young Will has some kind of baby death-grip on me
I have so many better things to do than this, but hey.
Unbeta'd, untried, so be warned.
A tribble- what might be called 'dark fluff'.
Title: Goodnight, Sleep Tight, Don't Let the.......
Author: soubie
Characters: Elizabeth Turner and her son
Disclaimer: No, not mine. Also I take as my inspiration for today a certain cartoon by
illogicalsqueekthat makes Jack's point quite well.
Warnings: None!
Summery: Young Will has been listening to his Uncle Jack again.... about, what, five? six? seven? years post AWE
“Maaaaaaaaaa!!!!!”
He’s got out of his hammock and followed her. That in itself wasn’t unusual, but William was- agitated. His eyes stretched open to be almost round, dark like a seal’s, and his face was a little pale against them and pink at the cheekbones, though this probably wasn’t the time to stop and admire him.
“What’s the matter?”
“You kissed me.”
“I kissed you goodnight. I always do.” Elizabeth combed her fingers through his hair. “Of course I do.”
“Well, me Uncle Jack said…” William swallowed, and got slightly more pink.
“What did your Uncle Jack say?”
“Me Uncle Jack said… he said ‘It is an undoubted fact that every man Elizabeth kisses will be dead within the hour. Odd, but undoubted nevertheless.’”
Elizabeth shut her eyes and mouth and took a deep breath.
“So…”
“William, I don’t think he meant you.”
“Not me?”
“Well- look… are you a man, William?”
“No, Mother. ‘M a little boy, Mother.”
“Yes, you are. And do you usually die within the hour when I kiss you goodnight?”
“No, mother.”
“I should think you don’t. So you’ve got nothing to be afraid of.”
“No.”
“Will you go back to bed now?”
“Yes. I shall.”
He did, and that was that, more or less, and he seemed happy enough with her logic. It was only when she was about to go through the bulkhead door again that he called to her:
“Mother?”
“Yes, William?”
“Uncle Jack said, he could ‘demonstrate it from experience’.”
“Did he?”
“Does that mean it’s true?”
“William. You know what I told you about your Uncle Jack. Sometimes he just likes to tell people stories.”
“Oh. I see.”
“Goodnight, William.”
“Goodnight.”