Angst, Fluff, and Inferno

[scribble_myname]

This entry is part 48 of 51 in the series 365 Challenge
Let's take the third first. Overhauling the story from inferno, aka "Dowse and Bleed," left me feeling drained and exhausted, but it's out to beta and may she not find any more structural issues that need addressing. For that matter, may I not!

On angst: I write a lot of it. I know that. I've

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Seven Days Ficlet: Technically Strangers

[scribble_myname]

“Mom.” Connor stood on his tiptoes to look over the countertop at his mom. She was baking a pie, but after everything they just learned about Wesley, he had to interrupt her often to ask questions.

“Yes, Connor?” Mom was still cheerful and loving. She always made time for both of them.

“Can Wesley ever talk to strangers?” he asked. “I know I can’t, but...”

“Oh, sweetie.” Mom reached out and touched his cheek. “You’re not a stranger. No matter what.”

Connor nodded and admitted, “Well, I was really hoping he could talk to the ice cream man for me...”

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Re: Seven Days Ficlet: Technically Strangers

[thecatisacritic]

Lol. The boys are funny and sweet.

He didn't even think of them as strangers.

Re: Seven Days Ficlet: Technically Strangers

[scribble_myname]

I love the innocence of children. And these two love each other too much to even consider such a thing. Thanks for the prompt. When you gave it to me, I thought, somehow let's make this not angsty because it's too precious to skip.

Re: Seven Days Ficlet: Technically Strangers

[thecatisacritic]

Yeah, they do. It's nice, and I love that their bond is still that strong even despite what Wesley is going through.

I'm glad you didn't skip that prompt.