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xfirefly9x) wrote2009-11-01 11:45 pm
xfirefly9x) wrote2009-11-01 11:45 pm
Fic: Kittens (Willow/Tara)
Title: Kittens
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Willow/Tara
Prompt: ‘My baby’
Word Count: 174
Rating: G
Summary: It’s one of those chilly, grey sky mornings where climbing out of bed should be considered a crime.
Notes: Written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wizefic’s V’Day Candy Hearts Challenge. Very late with this. Oops? :P
It’s one of those chilly, grey sky mornings where climbing out of bed should be considered a crime. Birds chatter amongst themselves high up in the trees and the distant hum of traffic is the only sign that the world is alive. Other people exist.
Willow finds this concept to be of high importance. “Other people exist.” The arm draped across her middle shifts as Tara stirs awake.
“Hmm?”
Willow repeats herself. “Other people exist. I had forgotten for awhile there.”
“Mmm.”
“We should go out, do something.”
Sleepy eyes blink at Willow, shift to the window and then back. “Have you seen how dark it is out there?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“And you still want to go.”
“You don’t?”
Tara smiles. “Outside. Bad. Here. Good."
Willow grins and curls her arms possessively around Tara. She closes the curtains with her mind. “I’d have loved to visit the petting zoo in town – I hear there are kittens – but anything for my baby.”
They lie in silence, warmth trapping them under the doona. Tara sits up. “Kittens?”
Fandom: BtVS
Characters: Willow/Tara
Prompt: ‘My baby’
Word Count: 174
Rating: G
Summary: It’s one of those chilly, grey sky mornings where climbing out of bed should be considered a crime.
Notes: Written for
wizefic’s V’Day Candy Hearts Challenge. Very late with this. Oops? :PIt’s one of those chilly, grey sky mornings where climbing out of bed should be considered a crime. Birds chatter amongst themselves high up in the trees and the distant hum of traffic is the only sign that the world is alive. Other people exist.
Willow finds this concept to be of high importance. “Other people exist.” The arm draped across her middle shifts as Tara stirs awake.
“Hmm?”
Willow repeats herself. “Other people exist. I had forgotten for awhile there.”
“Mmm.”
“We should go out, do something.”
Sleepy eyes blink at Willow, shift to the window and then back. “Have you seen how dark it is out there?”
“Mm-hmm.”
“And you still want to go.”
“You don’t?”
Tara smiles. “Outside. Bad. Here. Good."
Willow grins and curls her arms possessively around Tara. She closes the curtains with her mind. “I’d have loved to visit the petting zoo in town – I hear there are kittens – but anything for my baby.”
They lie in silence, warmth trapping them under the doona. Tara sits up. “Kittens?”
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ahh... gotta go with the majority and say I loved Tara's reaction. In fact, having had a rather wonderful conversation about Warner Bros cartoons the other morning (it was 5am in Edinburgh & we were waiting for McDonald's to open up), I can imagine a little light bulb appearing above her head as the cocept connects in her sleepy-headed 'lil brain.
Also, loved as well, "Outside. Bad. Here. Good."
Thanks,
Still under Willow & Tara's spell,
Ray.
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