Rating: PG
Fandom: Runaways
Characters: Yorkeses
Prompt: Sanctuary
Notes: For the Lover100 challenge.
Disclaimer: This is me owning nothing.
Summary: They land in Notre Dame.
094: Sanctuary
Stacey giggled and covered her mouth with her hand.
"What?" Dale asked.
"Do you know where we are?" she snickered.
Dale looked around. "Some cathedral?"
She giggled again. "It’s Notre Dame. We should be gypsied out and begging for sanctuary."
Dale raised his eyebrows at her. "Well," he mused. "If it’s Notre Dame, we should probably run away. They won’t like time travelers here."
"Oh?"
"Burning witches at the stake, gypsy oppression. Do the math."
Stacey snorted. "Ah, yes. Let us leave, then."
Dale heaved a sigh as they headed for the portico.
"Still," she commented. "You’ve got to admit it’s poetic."
He rolled his eyes. "I failed all of my literature courses. Let’s just get back on the run."