Jiminy Cricket, PG
Figure I might as well. This is my first Palex fic...ever! That was dramatic.
Title: Jiminy Cricket (Or Why Doesn't Alex Listen To Her Conscience?)
Author: Steph [sed_trigger97]
Disclaimer: Don't Own. Don't Sue
Rating: PG, play it safe
Summary: Jiminy Cricket lives in Alex's brain. It's better than it sounds. Honest.
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Jiminy Cricket
Alex will always have a conscience. Sometimes she chooses to ignore it. Even when it's hopping up and down, frantically waving an umbrella and holding on to it's top hat. She still ignores it.
But she doesn't know why.
Like now.
Paige had spontaneously grabbed her track jacket and playfully yanked her down for a kiss. And she melted the second she touched Paige's soft skin. And lips. And tongue and ohhowshe'dmissedthisandohmygod!
And her conscience is screaming at her to hop onto the couch and spend the night playing with their intertwined fingers and watching the blonde sleep. Like she used to.
And yet, she walks away.
She doesn't know why.
Her conscience bemoans the loss.
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Title: Jiminy Cricket (Or Why Doesn't Alex Listen To Her Conscience?)
Author: Steph [sed_trigger97]
Disclaimer: Don't Own. Don't Sue
Rating: PG, play it safe
Summary: Jiminy Cricket lives in Alex's brain. It's better than it sounds. Honest.
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Jiminy Cricket
Alex will always have a conscience. Sometimes she chooses to ignore it. Even when it's hopping up and down, frantically waving an umbrella and holding on to it's top hat. She still ignores it.
But she doesn't know why.
Like now.
Paige had spontaneously grabbed her track jacket and playfully yanked her down for a kiss. And she melted the second she touched Paige's soft skin. And lips. And tongue and ohhowshe'dmissedthisandohmygod!
And her conscience is screaming at her to hop onto the couch and spend the night playing with their intertwined fingers and watching the blonde sleep. Like she used to.
And yet, she walks away.
She doesn't know why.
Her conscience bemoans the loss.
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