Fic: Pixie Dust (1/1)
Title: Pixie Dust
Rating: PG-13
Character: Claire Littleton, Aaron Littleton
Word Count: 108
Summary: It's her pixie dust -- black pixie dust to fly away with; fly away from. For the prompt “Requisite,” at lostsquee's Lost Drabble Challenge 2010. Spoilers through 6.03 - What Kate Does.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Author’s Notes: Crazy!Claire. She's a little crazy.
Pixie Dust
She rolls the bullets across her knuckles, across her fingers before she loads them; lets herself feel how smooth they are, how cool against the sweltering heat. These are nothing to fear.
These are essential; requisite. Necessary.
She cups her palm and sweeps the ash -- a little shaky, a little frantic -- into the pouch at the edge of the table, black pixie dust to fly away with; fly away from.
“Aaron,” she hisses, coos into the nothing, brushing the hair from her face, letting the blood beneath her nails cling against the strands. “Quiet, honey. Mommy’s busy.”
In Los Angeles, a little blond boy screams in his bed.
Rating: PG-13
Character: Claire Littleton, Aaron Littleton
Word Count: 108
Summary: It's her pixie dust -- black pixie dust to fly away with; fly away from. For the prompt “Requisite,” at lostsquee's Lost Drabble Challenge 2010. Spoilers through 6.03 - What Kate Does.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the plot.
Author’s Notes: Crazy!Claire. She's a little crazy.
Pixie Dust
She rolls the bullets across her knuckles, across her fingers before she loads them; lets herself feel how smooth they are, how cool against the sweltering heat. These are nothing to fear.
These are essential; requisite. Necessary.
She cups her palm and sweeps the ash -- a little shaky, a little frantic -- into the pouch at the edge of the table, black pixie dust to fly away with; fly away from.
“Aaron,” she hisses, coos into the nothing, brushing the hair from her face, letting the blood beneath her nails cling against the strands. “Quiet, honey. Mommy’s busy.”
In Los Angeles, a little blond boy screams in his bed.