GL Drabble - Dimples to the Rescue
Title: GL Drabble
Author: wICKEDjOY
Characters: Olivia Spencer/Natalia Rivera, Frank Cooper, Buzz Cooper, Jane, Emma Spencer, Father Ray and Doris Wolfe.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: No. This is an AU Drabble.
Summary: A mysterious force sweeps through Springfield (possibly wearing Purple tights)
Standard Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Thanks to the Boards & various Podcasts for endless inspiration. And of course, that ‘freaking Superhero’ speech :) Cheers to
cabenson for beta reading.
Dimples to the Rescue (aka Bonnie Tyler Eat Your Heart Out) - 400 words
“Hey Pop! I know where I’m gonna take Natalia for our first date!” Frank bounds into Company and takes a seat at the bar.
“Where?” Buzz stops to ask.
“Karaoke!”
“Oh, geez,” Buzz sighs, throwing a dish towel over his shoulder. “Frank, you don’t even know if the poor girl is interested yet. How ‘bout starting with something that won’t send her running, huh?”
“Nah, I got a good feeling about this, Pop.” His grin slips as a sudden breeze whips up out of nowhere. With a flash of purple light, it’s over before it began, and both men find themselves feeling kind of seasick.
Then Buzz does a double take. The restaurant is a picture. The kitchen is spotless, piles of dishes done. The respective tables have been waited and cleared, and the bar-top is so polished it’s blinding.
“What the hell was that?” he croaks at a shaken looking Frank, who is now holding a piece of paper.
Blake Marler’s phone number is scrawled across it.
Over at The Beacon, Jane is severely surprised to find herself dressed and standing at Olivia Spencer’s door, holding the hand of an equally surprised Emma, who was all snuggled up in bed just half a second ago - literally.
“Did we..?” Jane begins.
The little girl simply shakes her head.
Across town, Father Ray opens the trunk of his car ready to erect the monthly Charity Stall. The next thing he knows he is sitting on a nearby bench, grinning like an idiot. The stall is erected and there’s even money in the donations box.
He wipes the smile off of his face with a shaking hand.
“I need a drink.”
It seems he’s about an hour, a happy hour, behind Springfield’s dedicated Mayor. Doris is busy enjoying a round of open-flirting-turned-heavy-petting with a delicious young waitress at Towers, incognito of course, until a mysterious indoor breeze blows the hat right off of her head!
“Oh, that’s where I left my keys!” she exclaims, after the group at the next table fall silent. “Thank you, Tiffany.”
Meanwhile, back at the farmhouse, Olivia finds herself swept off of her feet...
Flopping back onto the bed, Natalia is looking pretty pleased with herself. She looks over at Olivia, who is speechless for once, her face flushed and her eyelids heavy.
“That good, huh?” she can’t suppress the dimples.
“....reboot...” is all Olivia can manage.
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Author: wICKEDjOY
Characters: Olivia Spencer/Natalia Rivera, Frank Cooper, Buzz Cooper, Jane, Emma Spencer, Father Ray and Doris Wolfe.
Rating: PG-13
Spoilers: No. This is an AU Drabble.
Summary: A mysterious force sweeps through Springfield (possibly wearing Purple tights)
Standard Disclaimer: All television shows, movies, books, and other copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. As this work is an interpretation of the original material and not for-profit, it constitutes fair use. Reference to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libellous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Thanks to the Boards & various Podcasts for endless inspiration. And of course, that ‘freaking Superhero’ speech :) Cheers to
cabenson for beta reading.
Dimples to the Rescue (aka Bonnie Tyler Eat Your Heart Out) - 400 words
“Hey Pop! I know where I’m gonna take Natalia for our first date!” Frank bounds into Company and takes a seat at the bar.
“Where?” Buzz stops to ask.
“Karaoke!”
“Oh, geez,” Buzz sighs, throwing a dish towel over his shoulder. “Frank, you don’t even know if the poor girl is interested yet. How ‘bout starting with something that won’t send her running, huh?”
“Nah, I got a good feeling about this, Pop.” His grin slips as a sudden breeze whips up out of nowhere. With a flash of purple light, it’s over before it began, and both men find themselves feeling kind of seasick.
Then Buzz does a double take. The restaurant is a picture. The kitchen is spotless, piles of dishes done. The respective tables have been waited and cleared, and the bar-top is so polished it’s blinding.
“What the hell was that?” he croaks at a shaken looking Frank, who is now holding a piece of paper.
Blake Marler’s phone number is scrawled across it.
Over at The Beacon, Jane is severely surprised to find herself dressed and standing at Olivia Spencer’s door, holding the hand of an equally surprised Emma, who was all snuggled up in bed just half a second ago - literally.
“Did we..?” Jane begins.
The little girl simply shakes her head.
Across town, Father Ray opens the trunk of his car ready to erect the monthly Charity Stall. The next thing he knows he is sitting on a nearby bench, grinning like an idiot. The stall is erected and there’s even money in the donations box.
He wipes the smile off of his face with a shaking hand.
“I need a drink.”
It seems he’s about an hour, a happy hour, behind Springfield’s dedicated Mayor. Doris is busy enjoying a round of open-flirting-turned-heavy-petting with a delicious young waitress at Towers, incognito of course, until a mysterious indoor breeze blows the hat right off of her head!
“Oh, that’s where I left my keys!” she exclaims, after the group at the next table fall silent. “Thank you, Tiffany.”
Meanwhile, back at the farmhouse, Olivia finds herself swept off of her feet...
Flopping back onto the bed, Natalia is looking pretty pleased with herself. She looks over at Olivia, who is speechless for once, her face flushed and her eyelids heavy.
“That good, huh?” she can’t suppress the dimples.
“....reboot...” is all Olivia can manage.
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