Fic: Decisions (Leverage)
Title: Decisions
Fandom: Leverage
Characters: Sophie, Parker
Word Count: 374
Written for: darlaslilgirl at the whedonland Birthday Week
Prompt: 03. assorted flavors at 5_prompts and 74. decisions at 100_tales
“Thirty one?” Parker started at the gleaming metal counters in the tiny shop. She’d been against coming here today but Sophie would have none of it when she discovered that the girl had never once been to an ice cream shop. It didn’t look delightful at all. In fact, Parker was too scared of all assorted flavors to make up her mind quickly. What if she picked wrong? What if she didn’t like what she chose?
“Thirty one,” Sophie replied gently, pushing the girl forward and out of the way of the large family wanting to enter the store behind them. She indicated they should go ahead while Parker stared anywhere but the ice cream.
“And I can order two at a time?”
“Unless you’re feeling hungry.”
Parker let her gaze creep toward the ice cream. Four children, all different sizes, were pawing at the glass as their parents tried half-heartedly to reign them in. They all had their own ideas on what they thought would be good for their afternoon treat. If they could do it, Parker reasoned, she could do it.
“Chocolate,” she announced when the man behind the counter got around to asking her what she wanted. They both glared at Sophie as she stifled a howl of laughter. “What?” she asked Sophie before turning back to the man behind the counter. “What?”
“We’ve got fifteen kinds of chocolate. Which one would you like?”
This would take some thought. Parker screwed up her face and turned back to Sophie. “This is hard.”
With a sigh, Sophie put in an order for both of them. “A scoop of chocolate chip in a cup for me. A scoop of chocolate fudge and one of chocolate ripple in a waffle cone for her. Better give us a pint of every other kind of chocolate to go.”
“Really?” both Parker and the soda jerk asked at the same time.
“Might as well do this right or we’ll have to come back fifteen more times. I don’t think I can handle that. You’re going to kill me, Parker. Literally kill me over ice cream.”
Parker smiled broadly. If she had known coming for ice cream would be so much fun, she would have done it sooner.
Fandom: Leverage
Characters: Sophie, Parker
Word Count: 374
Written for: darlaslilgirl at the whedonland Birthday Week
Prompt: 03. assorted flavors at 5_prompts and 74. decisions at 100_tales
“Thirty one?” Parker started at the gleaming metal counters in the tiny shop. She’d been against coming here today but Sophie would have none of it when she discovered that the girl had never once been to an ice cream shop. It didn’t look delightful at all. In fact, Parker was too scared of all assorted flavors to make up her mind quickly. What if she picked wrong? What if she didn’t like what she chose?
“Thirty one,” Sophie replied gently, pushing the girl forward and out of the way of the large family wanting to enter the store behind them. She indicated they should go ahead while Parker stared anywhere but the ice cream.
“And I can order two at a time?”
“Unless you’re feeling hungry.”
Parker let her gaze creep toward the ice cream. Four children, all different sizes, were pawing at the glass as their parents tried half-heartedly to reign them in. They all had their own ideas on what they thought would be good for their afternoon treat. If they could do it, Parker reasoned, she could do it.
“Chocolate,” she announced when the man behind the counter got around to asking her what she wanted. They both glared at Sophie as she stifled a howl of laughter. “What?” she asked Sophie before turning back to the man behind the counter. “What?”
“We’ve got fifteen kinds of chocolate. Which one would you like?”
This would take some thought. Parker screwed up her face and turned back to Sophie. “This is hard.”
With a sigh, Sophie put in an order for both of them. “A scoop of chocolate chip in a cup for me. A scoop of chocolate fudge and one of chocolate ripple in a waffle cone for her. Better give us a pint of every other kind of chocolate to go.”
“Really?” both Parker and the soda jerk asked at the same time.
“Might as well do this right or we’ll have to come back fifteen more times. I don’t think I can handle that. You’re going to kill me, Parker. Literally kill me over ice cream.”
Parker smiled broadly. If she had known coming for ice cream would be so much fun, she would have done it sooner.