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Fic: Don't Touch the Shimmery Liquid 5/12
Title: Don't Touch the Shimmery Liquid 5/12
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: DG, Cain and the Queen (mention of Az, Glitch, Jeb, Ahamo and an O.Z. minister)
Rating: PG
Summary: If you don't know what something is, keep your hands OUT OF IT!
Warning: post-series *inspired by (but not so much an answer to) impish_dragon's bunny.
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve
More Tales: the first tale | the second tale | the third tale | the fourth tale | the fifth tale
“Oh, Hell no...” DG said shaking her head. She shot Cain a confused expression and Cain, in return, gave her a blank stare. “That’s not... But...” She huffed and pointed across the room, still in disbelief.
Cain simply shook his head and reached for the doorknob, deciding to give DG time to adjust to yet another new development. Giving her a quick pat on the shoulder with his free hand, Cain exited the room and pulled the door shut behind him. DG stared at the door for a moment before spinning around with an icy glare.
She had played their game; followed their instructions; accepted and adapted. And without complaining - well, there was complaining... but who could blame her?! She went outside at the scheduled times, with Cain at her side, to give the public a view of them spending time together. Sometimes, Glitch and Raw would join them. Once or twice, Az and Jeb even tagged along.
Granted, that part wasn’t so bad. The first few trips were a little awkward, but once Cain told DG to loosen up and just enjoy her time outside the palace, things got better. They got into a habit of going to the flatlands just east of the city and walking around for hours. Cain would tell DG about the different plants and animals and reminisce about the O.Z.-that-was; and DG would reenact movie plots and tell him about the equivalent of items in the O.Z. versus the Other Side.
After the proper amount of time had passed, the Queen had announced that DG and Cain were intended, with the approval of the royal family. The ceremony, of course, was purely for show as it was unnecessary. When DG pointed this out, Ahamo pointed out that not going through the motions would require an explanation.
DG dropped the subject entirely.
Luck, it turned out, was on her side. Her parents agreed on their own to follow O.Z. customs to the minimum and made another announcement regarding their daughter’s upcoming ‘wedding.’ Due to DG’s upbringing on the Other Side - and the attached customs she was used to - the actual ceremony would be limited to family only.
Of course, DG, Ahamo and the Nurture Units knew this was a load of- But DG was glad to not have to wear the dress and go to the church and deal with all the pre-wedding details she’s heard the girls at the diner discuss before their own weddings. She did insist, however, on an open bar... which the Queen immediately denied.
Well, it was worth a shot.
DG and Cain made their ‘vows’ to each other in the presence of the O.Z.-version of a minister, playing it up for the man’s benefit so there would be no question as to their true intentions. A certain custom, however, escaped DG’s thoughts until the morning of the event; and sent her into a slight panic. Cain, however, once again talked her down.
It would be weird enough to kiss Cain, and that was without everyone watching. But he assured her it would be quick and fairly painless. DG realized that this whole event was probably just as awkward for him and mentally smacked herself - again - for forgetting that she wasn’t the only one in this pickle.
After the ceremony, they packed up and headed for Finaqua, where DG and Cain would have space to pretend without actually pretending. “You’ll still have to act the part, DG. For the house staff,” the Queen had said the day before. DG hadn’t fully understood her mother’s words. She had promised no enforcement; and there were witnesses.
She could swear Cain was actually enjoying her downward spiral into madness.
Here she was: facing the cold, hard reality of the whole stupid situation. She’d done what she was told and now, married twice and moved to yet another home, she could only look ahead. But, sadly, all she could see was irony... staring her in the face.
Irony which looked exactly like a single, Queen-sized bed.
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*prepares to beat dead horse*
When Steve originally bit, there were THREE things: the jar-o-matrimony, Cain's hand going into said-jar and DG's from-behind-the-door Shimmery liquid in a pot say WHAT?!-reaction. And then three or four flashes of Movin' on Down the Road, rather funny (in my opinion), one-liners.
As you have witnessed my sense of humor... o.O
Therefore, you get this half-assed semi-forcedfiller. Take it and love it.
Author: Erin (erinm_4600)
Characters, Pairing: DG, Cain and the Queen (mention of Az, Glitch, Jeb, Ahamo and an O.Z. minister)
Rating: PG
Summary: If you don't know what something is, keep your hands OUT OF IT!
Warning: post-series *inspired by (but not so much an answer to) impish_dragon's bunny.
Disclaimer: The original characters belong to L. Frank Baum and their respective actors. The current characters belong to Sci-Fi, the movie folks and their respective actors.
Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve
More Tales: the first tale | the second tale | the third tale | the fourth tale | the fifth tale
“Oh, Hell no...” DG said shaking her head. She shot Cain a confused expression and Cain, in return, gave her a blank stare. “That’s not... But...” She huffed and pointed across the room, still in disbelief.
Cain simply shook his head and reached for the doorknob, deciding to give DG time to adjust to yet another new development. Giving her a quick pat on the shoulder with his free hand, Cain exited the room and pulled the door shut behind him. DG stared at the door for a moment before spinning around with an icy glare.
She had played their game; followed their instructions; accepted and adapted. And without complaining - well, there was complaining... but who could blame her?! She went outside at the scheduled times, with Cain at her side, to give the public a view of them spending time together. Sometimes, Glitch and Raw would join them. Once or twice, Az and Jeb even tagged along.
Granted, that part wasn’t so bad. The first few trips were a little awkward, but once Cain told DG to loosen up and just enjoy her time outside the palace, things got better. They got into a habit of going to the flatlands just east of the city and walking around for hours. Cain would tell DG about the different plants and animals and reminisce about the O.Z.-that-was; and DG would reenact movie plots and tell him about the equivalent of items in the O.Z. versus the Other Side.
After the proper amount of time had passed, the Queen had announced that DG and Cain were intended, with the approval of the royal family. The ceremony, of course, was purely for show as it was unnecessary. When DG pointed this out, Ahamo pointed out that not going through the motions would require an explanation.
DG dropped the subject entirely.
Luck, it turned out, was on her side. Her parents agreed on their own to follow O.Z. customs to the minimum and made another announcement regarding their daughter’s upcoming ‘wedding.’ Due to DG’s upbringing on the Other Side - and the attached customs she was used to - the actual ceremony would be limited to family only.
Of course, DG, Ahamo and the Nurture Units knew this was a load of- But DG was glad to not have to wear the dress and go to the church and deal with all the pre-wedding details she’s heard the girls at the diner discuss before their own weddings. She did insist, however, on an open bar... which the Queen immediately denied.
Well, it was worth a shot.
DG and Cain made their ‘vows’ to each other in the presence of the O.Z.-version of a minister, playing it up for the man’s benefit so there would be no question as to their true intentions. A certain custom, however, escaped DG’s thoughts until the morning of the event; and sent her into a slight panic. Cain, however, once again talked her down.
It would be weird enough to kiss Cain, and that was without everyone watching. But he assured her it would be quick and fairly painless. DG realized that this whole event was probably just as awkward for him and mentally smacked herself - again - for forgetting that she wasn’t the only one in this pickle.
After the ceremony, they packed up and headed for Finaqua, where DG and Cain would have space to pretend without actually pretending. “You’ll still have to act the part, DG. For the house staff,” the Queen had said the day before. DG hadn’t fully understood her mother’s words. She had promised no enforcement; and there were witnesses.
She could swear Cain was actually enjoying her downward spiral into madness.
Here she was: facing the cold, hard reality of the whole stupid situation. She’d done what she was told and now, married twice and moved to yet another home, she could only look ahead. But, sadly, all she could see was irony... staring her in the face.
Irony which looked exactly like a single, Queen-sized bed.
------------------------------------
*prepares to beat dead horse*
When Steve originally bit, there were THREE things: the jar-o-matrimony, Cain's hand going into said-jar and DG's from-behind-the-door Shimmery liquid in a pot say WHAT?!-reaction. And then three or four flashes of Movin' on Down the Road, rather funny (in my opinion), one-liners.
As you have witnessed my sense of humor... o.O
Therefore, you get this half-assed semi-forcedfiller. Take it and love it.