Taking Requests

[spheralunaris]

So, as I mentioned, I finished my awful evil exam of doom and although my sense of self-worth has been erased out of existence, I AM FREE. So, to celebrate, now taking fic requests! (I've never done this before and always wanted to try and now feels like the time for pointless indulgences).

First five commenters get a flash fic of their choice.

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A Certain Step Towards Falling in Love, Pt 1 of 2

[spheralunaris]

When the mansion had disappeared, the Wili-maiden and Princess Tutu both vanished, all that was left was an abandoned playground, and Rue had wondered if she’d imagined the entire encounter. But there was Mythos standing before her, a hand still pressed to his heart, a few tears still beaded on his eyelashes and that was even more fantastical than her having challenged a ghost ballerina. When he had gathered himself at last and noticed her still on the ground, the concern in his eyes as he looked down at her had scared her and she had snapped, sharply telling him to go back to his dorm.

Of course he had complied, without question, without thought as he always did, but not without looking at her one last time with those sorrowful eyes as if she was the one who had hurt him, as if she was the one who had betrayed him.

It wasn’t until she’d tried to stand that she realized how much that moment of fear and anger would cost her. She leaned against the swing support, catching her breath and easing the weight off her foot. The pain was unbearable and she cursed herself for sending Mythos away. She barely managed to hobble to the swing and collapse onto it. Rue clutched the chains of the swing and tried to will the pain away. If she limped home on this, she would worsen the injury and have to take days off from practice.

Of course Duck, who seemed to have a knack for appearing in situations where she was least wanted, had to find her like that.

“And just where have you been?” Rue demanded.

“I, um, had something to take care of,” the other girl responded looking away sheepishly. At Rue’s unconvinced glare, she hastily blurted on “Anyway, shouldn’t we be getting back? We have class tomorrow!”

There was a moment of silence as Rue stared petulantly at the ground and tried to convince herself to swallow her pride and ask for help but her inner turmoil was interrupted by Duck’s voice.

“Rue-chan? What’s wrong?” Duck continued her forehead furrowing in confusion and then clearing just as quickly. “Oh! Your foot!” she exclaimed, striking her fist against her palm in sudden realization.

Rue’s eyebrows shot up in surprise. “So you were there for that? And you just thought you could leave me to dance with the wili maidens? Just how much did you see and why-“

“Here, let me take your foot.” It was clear the other girl was trying to draw attention away from her suspicious behavior...and yet, Rue couldn’t say why, but she was sure her concern wasn’t feigned either.

“What are you doing?” Rue hissed out in pain as Duck eased the shoe off her already swelling foot. The blisters on her toe had burst, and the white sock was spotted with blood.

“Oh Rue-chan,” Duck said, holding that foot so gently in her hands as she knelt before Rue. “I’m sorry.”

She looked so sad and guilty, Rue found herself saying, “It’s not like it’s your fault. This time.” And then, wrapping her tattered dignity around her, Rue informed her, “But after manhandling my injury like that, you better help me home!”