I almost called this All I Want for Hanukkah is You, and the sad thing is I'm not kidding
As some of you probably know, last night was the first night of Hanukkah. To celebrate, I wrote up this little ficlet featuring everyone's favorite Jewish demon. I had a great story set up where the Shadowpact has a holiday party, but it reads like the script for a comic. Hopefully my scanner will stop hating me at some point so I can make it into one.
Title: Better than Christmas
Fandom: DC (Zachary Zatara/Red Devil)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Zachary stops by to give Eddie a Hanukkah present.
On the first night of Hanukkah, Eddie found himself being woken up by a sharp rapping noise at his window. It was Zachary, standing outside his window on a magic carpet.
“Eddie! Open up!” he yelled, giving the window another knock for good measure. “It’s me.”
Eddie closed his mouth and shook his head.
“Can’t you just magic it open?” he asked.
“Wodniw nepo,” said Zachary. He walked into the room. “I didn’t want to be rude.”
Eddie gave him a look.
“There’s charmingly insouciant and then there’s creepy stalker, Eddie,” he said. “I don’t think you would have appreciated me hovering over you in the middle of the night.”
“Whatever you say,” said Eddie. “Did you fly halfway across the world on a magic carpet just to see me?”
“I flew in from Vegas on a magic carpet, yes,” said Zachary. “These things can be faster than planes, you know.”
“You didn’t need to,” said Eddie quietly.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Eddie. I wasn’t going to ship your Hanukkah present to you, now was I?” Zachary sniffed. “Here. It wasn’t easy to find, by the way.”
Eddie took the little package gingerly and tore off the wrapping paper. Inside was a little pouch, holding a simple gold medallion on a black string.
“Oh…wow,” he said.
“It’s a modified seal of Solomon, forged by the king himself for a benevolent demon who wished to marry a woman in his household,” said Zachary. “It will keep your heat under control.”
“Wow, thanks, Zat,” he slipped it over his head. “God, I mean, I don’t know what to say.”
“You could kiss me,” said Zachary. “It’s pretty much the reason I picked this out for you.”
“Yeah,” he breathed, wrapping his arms around Zachary’s neck. “Yeah, I could do that.”
“So do it,” murmured Zachary, inches away from Eddie’s lips. He moved one gloved hand to the small of Eddie’s back. “What are you waiting for?”
“God, you’re impatient,” said Eddie, and he lunged in for the kiss.
Zachary’s mouth was hot and smooth against his, and it felt like ages before they pulled apart for air.
“Well, Eddie,” panted Zachary. “Happy fucking Hanukkah.”
Title: Better than Christmas
Fandom: DC (Zachary Zatara/Red Devil)
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Zachary stops by to give Eddie a Hanukkah present.
On the first night of Hanukkah, Eddie found himself being woken up by a sharp rapping noise at his window. It was Zachary, standing outside his window on a magic carpet.
“Eddie! Open up!” he yelled, giving the window another knock for good measure. “It’s me.”
Eddie closed his mouth and shook his head.
“Can’t you just magic it open?” he asked.
“Wodniw nepo,” said Zachary. He walked into the room. “I didn’t want to be rude.”
Eddie gave him a look.
“There’s charmingly insouciant and then there’s creepy stalker, Eddie,” he said. “I don’t think you would have appreciated me hovering over you in the middle of the night.”
“Whatever you say,” said Eddie. “Did you fly halfway across the world on a magic carpet just to see me?”
“I flew in from Vegas on a magic carpet, yes,” said Zachary. “These things can be faster than planes, you know.”
“You didn’t need to,” said Eddie quietly.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Eddie. I wasn’t going to ship your Hanukkah present to you, now was I?” Zachary sniffed. “Here. It wasn’t easy to find, by the way.”
Eddie took the little package gingerly and tore off the wrapping paper. Inside was a little pouch, holding a simple gold medallion on a black string.
“Oh…wow,” he said.
“It’s a modified seal of Solomon, forged by the king himself for a benevolent demon who wished to marry a woman in his household,” said Zachary. “It will keep your heat under control.”
“Wow, thanks, Zat,” he slipped it over his head. “God, I mean, I don’t know what to say.”
“You could kiss me,” said Zachary. “It’s pretty much the reason I picked this out for you.”
“Yeah,” he breathed, wrapping his arms around Zachary’s neck. “Yeah, I could do that.”
“So do it,” murmured Zachary, inches away from Eddie’s lips. He moved one gloved hand to the small of Eddie’s back. “What are you waiting for?”
“God, you’re impatient,” said Eddie, and he lunged in for the kiss.
Zachary’s mouth was hot and smooth against his, and it felt like ages before they pulled apart for air.
“Well, Eddie,” panted Zachary. “Happy fucking Hanukkah.”