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[Dec 03][Fallen Chasm][Luck is a little girl]
Title :: Luck is a little girl
Prompt :: December 3rd, “I appeal to your scratches and your tattered fur”
Fandom :: Fallen Chasm (original)
Characters :: Endive, Alecka, The Omega
Rating :: G
“Please?”
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Pl-“
“NO. Alecka.” Endive grimaced and shoved the younger child away. There was no way he was going to let them stop in a town tonight. Not after the last two times they had been unceremoniously run out at dusk.
Gods only knew how much he wanted to stop. Both of them were filthy, and he still was picking briars from his fur. And a bath…but no, he wasn’t going to let himself think of that potential pleasure. They couldn’t stop, and that was that.
Alecka sighed, and held back a pout. It wasn’t fair. She wanted to sleep in a bed, with pillows, just once this week. Was that too much to ask for? She didn’t think so. But her older ‘wiser’ companion seemed to still think it was dangerous. She opened her mouth with a final complaint on her lips, and then the rabbit staggered heavily on her.
“You’re hurt!”
“It’s nothing, ‘leck. Just a sprained ankle. We need to keep going.”
And something grated in Aleckas small head. It almost made sense that they wouldn’t stop just for her comfort. But Endive should know better. So she squared her shoulders and moved to stand in front of him, arms outstretched.
“Fine. We won’t stop in a town. But we’re stopping now or I won’t move.”
Endive stood, shakily, and attempted to out stare her stubborn face. “We need-“
“We need you. And don’t say anything else. Or I’ll cry and let Omega find us, and then I’ll get to sleep in a bed again.”
The rabbit sighed, and preformed a pout of his own. It was unfair, how she knew him better than he knew himself. But really, he couldn’t complain.
Neither of them could have ever guessed how lucky they were that they had stopped. Omega had been waiting in the next town, with half a battalion of monsters. But by the time Endive had recovered the masked monster had moved on, having lost interest.
Lucky them.
Prompt :: December 3rd, “I appeal to your scratches and your tattered fur”
Fandom :: Fallen Chasm (original)
Characters :: Endive, Alecka, The Omega
Rating :: G
“Please?”
“No.”
“Please?”
“No.”
“Pl-“
“NO. Alecka.” Endive grimaced and shoved the younger child away. There was no way he was going to let them stop in a town tonight. Not after the last two times they had been unceremoniously run out at dusk.
Gods only knew how much he wanted to stop. Both of them were filthy, and he still was picking briars from his fur. And a bath…but no, he wasn’t going to let himself think of that potential pleasure. They couldn’t stop, and that was that.
Alecka sighed, and held back a pout. It wasn’t fair. She wanted to sleep in a bed, with pillows, just once this week. Was that too much to ask for? She didn’t think so. But her older ‘wiser’ companion seemed to still think it was dangerous. She opened her mouth with a final complaint on her lips, and then the rabbit staggered heavily on her.
“You’re hurt!”
“It’s nothing, ‘leck. Just a sprained ankle. We need to keep going.”
And something grated in Aleckas small head. It almost made sense that they wouldn’t stop just for her comfort. But Endive should know better. So she squared her shoulders and moved to stand in front of him, arms outstretched.
“Fine. We won’t stop in a town. But we’re stopping now or I won’t move.”
Endive stood, shakily, and attempted to out stare her stubborn face. “We need-“
“We need you. And don’t say anything else. Or I’ll cry and let Omega find us, and then I’ll get to sleep in a bed again.”
The rabbit sighed, and preformed a pout of his own. It was unfair, how she knew him better than he knew himself. But really, he couldn’t complain.
Neither of them could have ever guessed how lucky they were that they had stopped. Omega had been waiting in the next town, with half a battalion of monsters. But by the time Endive had recovered the masked monster had moved on, having lost interest.
Lucky them.