Prompt Table 4 - Tea, Drama, Stealth, Air and Games
Yeah... I'm back ;) Still apologizing. Will Caingerbread ease the pain?
Rating: All are G
Summary: A history of Wyatt and Adora. Can be read as a complete set or as single, unrelated scenes. There is no real order, either way.
Notes: Each of these is related to a song - the basis for all of these is a fanmix that I've been working on for a few months now. I wanted to try and do a ficmix (or whatever they're called). Honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing. There are 35 total. Nine will not be related, but those will be marked as such if I get to them
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Title: Tea
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Tea
It’s the small things that snap Adora Cain back to that day; mending a button on Jeb’s shirt, fixing a cup of tea, hanging the wash outside to dry.
It’s when her task is second-nature that her brain slips and she thinks to ask Wyatt what he wants for dinner, or if he’s given her all his dirty socks, because she’s not doing the laundry again for a week and he’ll have to just suffer.
Her eyes shoot to the window, because she swears the horses are just outside.
After so long, she sits down on the floor and cries.
Title: Drama
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Drama
“Wyatt...” He didn’t need to look at Adora to know what she could see out the window. He could hear the horses. She bolted for him and they met in the middle of the room. “What-” she asked, pointing wildly to the door. He caught both her arms and pulled her as close as he could, hugging her tightly.
“I love you,” he whispered into her ear.
“No,” she breathed, tears already beginning to fall and she shook her head, refusing to believe what was about to happen.
“I love you,” he said again, not loosening his grip on her.
Title: Stealth
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Stealth
Her friends didn’t like him. They said that Wyatt Cain wasn’t worth her trouble. She could do better.
She, of course, agreed with them. But, when she was home alone, away from them, all she could think about was those blue eyes; that jaw.
Why was she letting them make her decisions? She liked him. Everyone knew he liked her.
Perhaps it was time to let the chaser become the chasee.
She knew where he’d be. Would she have the nerve to throw him up against the wall and kiss him? Or should she play innocent?
He had no chance.
Title: Air
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Air
Adora was sitting at lunch with her friends when she saw him.
Blonde hair, icy blue eyes, square jaw. She actually forgot how to breathe for a second.
Her brain screamed for him to look her way. He took another step toward where she was and she blinked.
‘If he looks at you, he’ll see you staring, stupid.’
But she couldn’t look away.
‘Don’t stare,’ she willed herself as her brain continued to direct him her way. One of her friends tapped her arm and she turned quickly, having no clue what she’d just been asked.
“Is this seat taken?”
Title: Games
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Games
*not part of Wyatt/Adora
Cain found DG in one of the many libraries in the palace. He raised an eyebrow as he glanced over her shoulder at a stack of papers, each with funny drawings.
“What’s this, Kiddo?” DG smiled up at him and glanced back down to her homemade playing cards.
“Solitare.” She turned back to him and added: “I got bored.”
“Looks like there’s more than one,” he said, pointing to the cards as he pulled a chair up next to her.
“The game is called Solitare, Cain. Haven’t figured out how to get the cards to play themselves yet,” she shrugged.
Rating: All are G
Summary: A history of Wyatt and Adora. Can be read as a complete set or as single, unrelated scenes. There is no real order, either way.
Notes: Each of these is related to a song - the basis for all of these is a fanmix that I've been working on for a few months now. I wanted to try and do a ficmix (or whatever they're called). Honestly, I have no idea what I'm doing. There are 35 total. Nine will not be related, but those will be marked as such if I get to them
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Title: Tea
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Tea
It’s the small things that snap Adora Cain back to that day; mending a button on Jeb’s shirt, fixing a cup of tea, hanging the wash outside to dry.
It’s when her task is second-nature that her brain slips and she thinks to ask Wyatt what he wants for dinner, or if he’s given her all his dirty socks, because she’s not doing the laundry again for a week and he’ll have to just suffer.
Her eyes shoot to the window, because she swears the horses are just outside.
After so long, she sits down on the floor and cries.
Title: Drama
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Drama
“Wyatt...” He didn’t need to look at Adora to know what she could see out the window. He could hear the horses. She bolted for him and they met in the middle of the room. “What-” she asked, pointing wildly to the door. He caught both her arms and pulled her as close as he could, hugging her tightly.
“I love you,” he whispered into her ear.
“No,” she breathed, tears already beginning to fall and she shook her head, refusing to believe what was about to happen.
“I love you,” he said again, not loosening his grip on her.
Title: Stealth
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Stealth
Her friends didn’t like him. They said that Wyatt Cain wasn’t worth her trouble. She could do better.
She, of course, agreed with them. But, when she was home alone, away from them, all she could think about was those blue eyes; that jaw.
Why was she letting them make her decisions? She liked him. Everyone knew he liked her.
Perhaps it was time to let the chaser become the chasee.
She knew where he’d be. Would she have the nerve to throw him up against the wall and kiss him? Or should she play innocent?
He had no chance.
Title: Air
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Air
Adora was sitting at lunch with her friends when she saw him.
Blonde hair, icy blue eyes, square jaw. She actually forgot how to breathe for a second.
Her brain screamed for him to look her way. He took another step toward where she was and she blinked.
‘If he looks at you, he’ll see you staring, stupid.’
But she couldn’t look away.
‘Don’t stare,’ she willed herself as her brain continued to direct him her way. One of her friends tapped her arm and she turned quickly, having no clue what she’d just been asked.
“Is this seat taken?”
Title: Games
Team: Longcoats
Length: small (100)
Table Number: 4
Prompt: Games
*not part of Wyatt/Adora
Cain found DG in one of the many libraries in the palace. He raised an eyebrow as he glanced over her shoulder at a stack of papers, each with funny drawings.
“What’s this, Kiddo?” DG smiled up at him and glanced back down to her homemade playing cards.
“Solitare.” She turned back to him and added: “I got bored.”
“Looks like there’s more than one,” he said, pointing to the cards as he pulled a chair up next to her.
“The game is called Solitare, Cain. Haven’t figured out how to get the cards to play themselves yet,” she shrugged.