Challenge 226
Title: A Night To Remember
Author: Alexandra Jennifer
Feedback: is always appreciated
Pairing: Maureen/Joanne
Word Count:
Rating: ???
Genre: Fluff?
Summary: Joanne discovers how important Maureen is to her.
Notes: OKay it's 5:30 am and I'm showered dressed and off to work and couldn't help but try and enter this. I"m sorry if it's horrid, but it was the best I could do at this hour of the morning and I literally wrote this in like 20 minutes.
Special Thanks: anyone who takes time to read this
Spoilers: If you know the play you’re good
Warnings:
Disclaimer: I own no one and the song is from Garth Brooks, I didn't do it justice either, I recommend listening to it, :D
Maureen sat on the sofa, watching tv. She wasn't doing anything special, she was just sitting there and Joanne was getting something out of the fridge for the two of them to snack on. Pulling out two apples and some peanut butter, she cut up the apples into slices and put a huge blob of peanut butter in the middle. Then she brought the plate back over to Maureen and set it along with two glasses of juice on the table in front of them.
"You are unusually quiet, is everything okay?" Maureen asked.
"Yes baby, everything is just perfect," Joanne smiled.
Maureen kissed her lover and then shut off the tv. "You're kisses are different, what is the matter with you?" Maureen demanded.
"What? Nothing's the matter, everything's fine, and how can a person's kiss be different.
"It just is, Oh God, you're going to throw me out, you've found someone else," Maureen accused. "This is it right after all those times of cheating and flirting, this is it, I've been replaced," Maureen said getting dramatic.
"You need to relax!" Joanne yelled at her and she quickly pulled her into her arms and forced her to lay still. "Now if you just lay here with me and be quiet I'll explain it to you," she said.
Maureen nodded but was very stiff in Joanne's arms and Joanne rubbed her shoulders and pet Maureen's hair to try and help her relax. "Last night when I went to the lounge to watch you sing and to wait for you to come home, I ran into someone I went to high school with," she said.
"Oh god, here it comes," Maureen sighed.
"Stop it!" Joanne scolded her. "While you were singing, this girl came up to me and started going on and on about how high school was so much fun and how she missed me, and as I sat there staring at this woman, with awful drunken breath, who needed her husband to hold her up, I kept thinking, boy how lucky am I to have Maureen," Joanne explained.
"What?" Maureen asked.
"Oh, we used to date, did I not mention that?" Joanne said.
"No you didn't," Maureen said sounding sad.
"Sorry baby girl there were other women before you," Joanne smiled. "Anyway, the point of the story is I used to go home at night and think, dear God, let her love me the way I love her, let her be wtih me, because at the time, both myself and Elizabeth Kennedy were fighting for her attention and she did pick me, but not for who I was, it was because my parents had money, and I kept thinking, well she's with me, maybe one day she'll really fall for me and I used to pray for it so hard and wish so much, but as you know that never happened," Joanne said.
"No instead you got me and you don't sound all that happy about it," Maureen pouted.
"No baby girl, trust me, you, you are the reason God never let me have her the way I wanted. Instead I got you, and while we drive each other insane sometimes and fight over stupid things, we love each other, honestly and truly," Joanne told her as she pushed their hands together, letting there committment rings touch, before interlacing their fingers. "All my quietness has been thankfulness," Joanne assured her.
"But you weren't quiet the other day when it happened, believe me I will remember that night for a very long time," Maureen grinned evilly, recalling the fact that she and Joanne spent six hours going at it with each other.
"No I wasn't, but this morning on the way to work I heard this song about unanswered prayers and I realized that's what you were. God never gave me the girl from high school, instead he gave me you, and it worked out way better than I could have ever dreamed," she smiled.
"Pookie, I"m sorry I had a fit," Maureen told her honestly and she leaned up and kissed Joanne tenderly.
"You're forgiven my love," Joanne said.
Author: Alexandra Jennifer
Feedback: is always appreciated
Pairing: Maureen/Joanne
Word Count:
Rating: ???
Genre: Fluff?
Summary: Joanne discovers how important Maureen is to her.
Notes: OKay it's 5:30 am and I'm showered dressed and off to work and couldn't help but try and enter this. I"m sorry if it's horrid, but it was the best I could do at this hour of the morning and I literally wrote this in like 20 minutes.
Special Thanks: anyone who takes time to read this
Spoilers: If you know the play you’re good
Warnings:
Disclaimer: I own no one and the song is from Garth Brooks, I didn't do it justice either, I recommend listening to it, :D
Maureen sat on the sofa, watching tv. She wasn't doing anything special, she was just sitting there and Joanne was getting something out of the fridge for the two of them to snack on. Pulling out two apples and some peanut butter, she cut up the apples into slices and put a huge blob of peanut butter in the middle. Then she brought the plate back over to Maureen and set it along with two glasses of juice on the table in front of them.
"You are unusually quiet, is everything okay?" Maureen asked.
"Yes baby, everything is just perfect," Joanne smiled.
Maureen kissed her lover and then shut off the tv. "You're kisses are different, what is the matter with you?" Maureen demanded.
"What? Nothing's the matter, everything's fine, and how can a person's kiss be different.
"It just is, Oh God, you're going to throw me out, you've found someone else," Maureen accused. "This is it right after all those times of cheating and flirting, this is it, I've been replaced," Maureen said getting dramatic.
"You need to relax!" Joanne yelled at her and she quickly pulled her into her arms and forced her to lay still. "Now if you just lay here with me and be quiet I'll explain it to you," she said.
Maureen nodded but was very stiff in Joanne's arms and Joanne rubbed her shoulders and pet Maureen's hair to try and help her relax. "Last night when I went to the lounge to watch you sing and to wait for you to come home, I ran into someone I went to high school with," she said.
"Oh god, here it comes," Maureen sighed.
"Stop it!" Joanne scolded her. "While you were singing, this girl came up to me and started going on and on about how high school was so much fun and how she missed me, and as I sat there staring at this woman, with awful drunken breath, who needed her husband to hold her up, I kept thinking, boy how lucky am I to have Maureen," Joanne explained.
"What?" Maureen asked.
"Oh, we used to date, did I not mention that?" Joanne said.
"No you didn't," Maureen said sounding sad.
"Sorry baby girl there were other women before you," Joanne smiled. "Anyway, the point of the story is I used to go home at night and think, dear God, let her love me the way I love her, let her be wtih me, because at the time, both myself and Elizabeth Kennedy were fighting for her attention and she did pick me, but not for who I was, it was because my parents had money, and I kept thinking, well she's with me, maybe one day she'll really fall for me and I used to pray for it so hard and wish so much, but as you know that never happened," Joanne said.
"No instead you got me and you don't sound all that happy about it," Maureen pouted.
"No baby girl, trust me, you, you are the reason God never let me have her the way I wanted. Instead I got you, and while we drive each other insane sometimes and fight over stupid things, we love each other, honestly and truly," Joanne told her as she pushed their hands together, letting there committment rings touch, before interlacing their fingers. "All my quietness has been thankfulness," Joanne assured her.
"But you weren't quiet the other day when it happened, believe me I will remember that night for a very long time," Maureen grinned evilly, recalling the fact that she and Joanne spent six hours going at it with each other.
"No I wasn't, but this morning on the way to work I heard this song about unanswered prayers and I realized that's what you were. God never gave me the girl from high school, instead he gave me you, and it worked out way better than I could have ever dreamed," she smiled.
"Pookie, I"m sorry I had a fit," Maureen told her honestly and she leaned up and kissed Joanne tenderly.
"You're forgiven my love," Joanne said.