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last_havenFinally, the last of my roundup posts for 3 Sentence Ficathon.
For our first prompt, we got "Mad Max: Fury Road, The Dag, the baby is born and it's a boy". Second off, it's "Mad Max: Fury Road, Toast/Slit, Two angry people learning to love". Third up, the prompt was "Any, Any, cooking together", so I did Madoka Magica and picked Mami+Nagisa--which I realized afterward is her real name, and that I'd been calling her Bebe beforehand. Ack, she has too many names! Next, we have "Any, Any, flower crown(s)" so I chose Princess Tutu with Fakir/Duck. Fifth up, we have "Any, Any, there was only one bed", so I picked Madoka Magica and Kyoko/Sayaka. And last up we have "Any, Any, dancing as the sky falls", which is actually a sequel to a Labyrinth fill I did for one of mine from last year's ficathon--Sarah/Jareth, of course.
After all the blood, pain, and screaming, she still has to deal with the silence of Capable as she hands the baby over, and she knows in an instant that it's definitely not a girl. She nearly refuses to accept the pink, crying thing into her arms and even three weeks later she's still not sure about it.
It's only when Cheedo giggles and says "Dag, I think he has your scowl!" that she thinks maybe she could learn to like him yet.
They are not sentimental people, far from being in love with the idea of being in love. Both are more likely to spit a curse than whisper sweet nothings.
Their love is like this: when the gun goes empty, he knows that when he holds out his hand, she will have the bullets ready, and when the nightmares come after dark, he will shake her awake rather than leave her to suffer alone.
"Making spaghetti, making spaghetti with Mami, making spaghetti--add a little more cheese, add a little more cheese," Nagisa paused in her singing to glance into the pot Mami was stirring before lunging for the package next to the stove. "Adding more cheese, adding more cheese!"
"Okay, that's enough," Mami started to say, but paused at the look of betrayal on the younger girl's face before adding "--there won't be enough for dessert if we put more in now."
Mollified, Nagisa let go of the package of cheese, but Mami was still careful to put it on a higher shelf lest their dinner become more cheese than noodles or sauce.
Someone, one of the local kids Fakir guesses, had managed to weave and place a tiny flower crown on Duck's head by the time he comes to sit by her pond as he does every afternoon. One child even appears and hands him a crown to wear as well and Fakir is so amused by watching Duck trying to shake hers off, that he puts his own crown on and gets out some paper to start his day's writing with a quick fairy tale of a duck wearing flower crowns.
It's silly and he only means to use it give him a bit of practice before he moves on to more serious writing, but he's barely put the last flourish on the page when he hears a loud yelp and suddenly the duck is actually Duck the girl. His jaw drops open before he realizes she's naked as she'd always been after she transformed; he pulls his flower crown down over his eyes and grumbles something about his powers still needing some work while she splashes around, looking for something to cover up with.
"So," Kyoko begins, shifting awkwardly as she begrudgingly admits to her safe house's one fault while swinging open the bedroom door, "this is the only bed-"
"Dibs!" Sayaka screams as she hurls herself across the room and lands on the bed with a satisfied sigh.
The older girl stares for a moment before stalking away, muttering about finding a sleeping bag or spare blankets, her ears burning while she tries to ignore her disappointment.
Far off, Sarah hears something smash into something else--a pillar probably collapsing, which is odd, as she was pretty sure there were no more left to fall. There isn't even much of the floor left either--they have been circling tighter and tighter as the floor slipped away until there is barely enough room for them and their tiny audience of the last unicorn in the world and a sorceress who's forgotten how to return to her human and is stuck as a wolf.
Will anyone remember her and Jareth or will they too vanish into a forgotten fairy tale? Will the floor crumble beneath them and send them into the abyss below?
It doesn't matter; Sarah will not go into any night quietly and neither will Jareth. And so, the waltz goes on until they can think of a way to save them all, into eternity if it must.
For our first prompt, we got "Mad Max: Fury Road, The Dag, the baby is born and it's a boy". Second off, it's "Mad Max: Fury Road, Toast/Slit, Two angry people learning to love". Third up, the prompt was "Any, Any, cooking together", so I did Madoka Magica and picked Mami+Nagisa--which I realized afterward is her real name, and that I'd been calling her Bebe beforehand. Ack, she has too many names! Next, we have "Any, Any, flower crown(s)" so I chose Princess Tutu with Fakir/Duck. Fifth up, we have "Any, Any, there was only one bed", so I picked Madoka Magica and Kyoko/Sayaka. And last up we have "Any, Any, dancing as the sky falls", which is actually a sequel to a Labyrinth fill I did for one of mine from last year's ficathon--Sarah/Jareth, of course.
After all the blood, pain, and screaming, she still has to deal with the silence of Capable as she hands the baby over, and she knows in an instant that it's definitely not a girl. She nearly refuses to accept the pink, crying thing into her arms and even three weeks later she's still not sure about it.
It's only when Cheedo giggles and says "Dag, I think he has your scowl!" that she thinks maybe she could learn to like him yet.
They are not sentimental people, far from being in love with the idea of being in love. Both are more likely to spit a curse than whisper sweet nothings.
Their love is like this: when the gun goes empty, he knows that when he holds out his hand, she will have the bullets ready, and when the nightmares come after dark, he will shake her awake rather than leave her to suffer alone.
"Making spaghetti, making spaghetti with Mami, making spaghetti--add a little more cheese, add a little more cheese," Nagisa paused in her singing to glance into the pot Mami was stirring before lunging for the package next to the stove. "Adding more cheese, adding more cheese!"
"Okay, that's enough," Mami started to say, but paused at the look of betrayal on the younger girl's face before adding "--there won't be enough for dessert if we put more in now."
Mollified, Nagisa let go of the package of cheese, but Mami was still careful to put it on a higher shelf lest their dinner become more cheese than noodles or sauce.
Someone, one of the local kids Fakir guesses, had managed to weave and place a tiny flower crown on Duck's head by the time he comes to sit by her pond as he does every afternoon. One child even appears and hands him a crown to wear as well and Fakir is so amused by watching Duck trying to shake hers off, that he puts his own crown on and gets out some paper to start his day's writing with a quick fairy tale of a duck wearing flower crowns.
It's silly and he only means to use it give him a bit of practice before he moves on to more serious writing, but he's barely put the last flourish on the page when he hears a loud yelp and suddenly the duck is actually Duck the girl. His jaw drops open before he realizes she's naked as she'd always been after she transformed; he pulls his flower crown down over his eyes and grumbles something about his powers still needing some work while she splashes around, looking for something to cover up with.
"So," Kyoko begins, shifting awkwardly as she begrudgingly admits to her safe house's one fault while swinging open the bedroom door, "this is the only bed-"
"Dibs!" Sayaka screams as she hurls herself across the room and lands on the bed with a satisfied sigh.
The older girl stares for a moment before stalking away, muttering about finding a sleeping bag or spare blankets, her ears burning while she tries to ignore her disappointment.
Far off, Sarah hears something smash into something else--a pillar probably collapsing, which is odd, as she was pretty sure there were no more left to fall. There isn't even much of the floor left either--they have been circling tighter and tighter as the floor slipped away until there is barely enough room for them and their tiny audience of the last unicorn in the world and a sorceress who's forgotten how to return to her human and is stuck as a wolf.
Will anyone remember her and Jareth or will they too vanish into a forgotten fairy tale? Will the floor crumble beneath them and send them into the abyss below?
It doesn't matter; Sarah will not go into any night quietly and neither will Jareth. And so, the waltz goes on until they can think of a way to save them all, into eternity if it must.
