Title: upon regaining consciousness . . .
'Verse/characters: Wild Roses; Fintain
Prompt: 44C "kiss"
Word Count: 333
Notes:
zero_pixel_coun suggested 'cold stone';
goldjadeocean said 'Fintain' when presented with a list of options. Blame, however, belongs to me and Hazel.
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His youngest daughter had, when presented with a sword, been first disgusted, then resigned, )
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'No, I'm not.'
'Yes you are. Here, this is how you hold it.'
'Daddy. I can fight. I've spent how long in the Trickwood?'
*snipesnipesnipe*
'FINE. *spin, twist, WHACK* . . Crap. Did I break him? *pokes with stick* No. Hrm. . . Wait, where's that maid with the crush . . . .'
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good job at a head start?
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Also, his daughter knows him. *snerk*
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