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rainbowfic2019-09-12 10:07 pm
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2019-09-12 10:07 pm
Cadmium Yellow 12: Smile
Author: Kat
Title: Smile
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Cadmium yellow 12 (Having it down to a fine art)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (Lilith Faire Main Stage, Poker Face, Lady Gaga), seed beads, charcoal, novelty beads ("But I'm the one with the most talent here!"), brush (deleterious)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Dinners with family are the worst.
Warning: emotional abuse, subtle fat-shaming.
Notes: Madison is a villain but she does sort of have an excuse.
Dinners with family are the worst.
Mom is bragging about the latest bill Reagan's introduced to the New York Senate, about gun rights or whatever, Madison doesn't care. Dad is talking nonstop about Kennedy's latest tennis trophy. Mom and Dad's friends look bored out of their skulls.
And why shouldn't they be? Madison wonders, stabbing a piece of lettuce with her fork. She'd wanted a steak, but Dad frowned and Mom asked if she was really sure about eating that and she got the message.
"Madison, honey," Mom says, "smile. You don't look like you're having any fun."
She smiles.
Title: Smile
Story: In the Heart
Colors: Cadmium yellow 12 (Having it down to a fine art)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (Lilith Faire Main Stage, Poker Face, Lady Gaga), seed beads, charcoal, novelty beads ("But I'm the one with the most talent here!"), brush (deleterious)
Word Count: 100
Rating: PG
Summary: Dinners with family are the worst.
Warning: emotional abuse, subtle fat-shaming.
Notes: Madison is a villain but she does sort of have an excuse.
Dinners with family are the worst.
Mom is bragging about the latest bill Reagan's introduced to the New York Senate, about gun rights or whatever, Madison doesn't care. Dad is talking nonstop about Kennedy's latest tennis trophy. Mom and Dad's friends look bored out of their skulls.
And why shouldn't they be? Madison wonders, stabbing a piece of lettuce with her fork. She'd wanted a steak, but Dad frowned and Mom asked if she was really sure about eating that and she got the message.
"Madison, honey," Mom says, "smile. You don't look like you're having any fun."
She smiles.