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Title: A Weird Wacky Alien Mind-Control Thing
Pairing: Isabelle/Maria
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Roswell is not mine.
When Maria first felt herself drawn to Isabelle, she told herself it was some weird wacky alien mind-control thing and decided to ask Michael about it later.
But later never came, because before Maria could find Michael, Isabelle approached Maria. Maria pretended not to see Isabelle approaching and ducked into the back room of the Crashdown, but Isabelle followed her.
Now they were in the back room. Alone. Maria couldn't ignore Isabelle anymore.
"What are you doing here?" asked Maria, roughly shoving a scoop of sugar into a empty sugar container. In her hurry, she knocked the half-full sugar container over. She ground her teeth.
"Let me help," said Isabelle, moving behind Maria. She reached her arm beneath Maria's and held her hand over the sugar.
Maria tensed, but she remained silent as she watched the sugar be drawn together into a miniature pyramid almost magnetically.
After Isabelle finished cleaning up the sugar, she didn't move her arm. They stayed like they were, with Isabelle's arm pressed against Maria's side and their bodies closer than necessary, for only a few seconds, but Maria could feel her face glowing.
"I've got to get back to my shift," she told Isabelle. Then she left.
The empty sugar container sat forgotten on the table.
Pairing: Isabelle/Maria
Rating: PG-13
Disclaimer: Roswell is not mine.
When Maria first felt herself drawn to Isabelle, she told herself it was some weird wacky alien mind-control thing and decided to ask Michael about it later.
But later never came, because before Maria could find Michael, Isabelle approached Maria. Maria pretended not to see Isabelle approaching and ducked into the back room of the Crashdown, but Isabelle followed her.
Now they were in the back room. Alone. Maria couldn't ignore Isabelle anymore.
"What are you doing here?" asked Maria, roughly shoving a scoop of sugar into a empty sugar container. In her hurry, she knocked the half-full sugar container over. She ground her teeth.
"Let me help," said Isabelle, moving behind Maria. She reached her arm beneath Maria's and held her hand over the sugar.
Maria tensed, but she remained silent as she watched the sugar be drawn together into a miniature pyramid almost magnetically.
After Isabelle finished cleaning up the sugar, she didn't move her arm. They stayed like they were, with Isabelle's arm pressed against Maria's side and their bodies closer than necessary, for only a few seconds, but Maria could feel her face glowing.
"I've got to get back to my shift," she told Isabelle. Then she left.
The empty sugar container sat forgotten on the table.