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rainbowfic2013-08-12 11:34 pm
bookblather) wrote in rainbowfic2013-08-12 11:34 pm
Stars and Stripes 19: rest
Author: Kat
Title: rest
Story: In the Heart -- Fairy Tale AU
Colors: Stars and stripes 19 (“Making a better tomorrow, tomorrow.”)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (Midsummer Night's Dream prompt), eraser (Fairy Tale AU), miniature, novelty beads (mouse with a teddy bear, way cute).
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Danny believes in taking life as it comes.
Warnings: none
Notes: And Danny is a weird blend of Hansel and Gretel, Baba Yaga stories, and Goldilocks. IDK.
The stable reeks, but Danny won't complain—every day they're smelling it is a day the Baba Yaga hasn't killed them, and it's warm and dark, good for rest.
"What's going to happen?" Michael asks, tipping his forehead against her shoulder.
"I don't know," she says. "It doesn't matter."
He blinked, eyelashes ghosting against her neck. "Why not?"
She shrugged her opposite shoulder, trying not to disturb him. "We're warm, we're fed, we're comfortable. The rest can wait."
He falls asleep after that, breathing soft like an infant. She ruffles his hair gently, and settles back to wait for tomorrow.
Title: rest
Story: In the Heart -- Fairy Tale AU
Colors: Stars and stripes 19 (“Making a better tomorrow, tomorrow.”)
Supplies and Materials: Graffiti (Midsummer Night's Dream prompt), eraser (Fairy Tale AU), miniature, novelty beads (mouse with a teddy bear, way cute).
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Summary: Danny believes in taking life as it comes.
Warnings: none
Notes: And Danny is a weird blend of Hansel and Gretel, Baba Yaga stories, and Goldilocks. IDK.
The stable reeks, but Danny won't complain—every day they're smelling it is a day the Baba Yaga hasn't killed them, and it's warm and dark, good for rest.
"What's going to happen?" Michael asks, tipping his forehead against her shoulder.
"I don't know," she says. "It doesn't matter."
He blinked, eyelashes ghosting against her neck. "Why not?"
She shrugged her opposite shoulder, trying not to disturb him. "We're warm, we're fed, we're comfortable. The rest can wait."
He falls asleep after that, breathing soft like an infant. She ruffles his hair gently, and settles back to wait for tomorrow.
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(I love Baba Yaga stories so much.)
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Thank you!
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