Post by greenie on May 12, 2010 23:44:20 GMT 10
Title: Cold Feet
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: #1, Feelings and Emotions
Category: 250 words and under
Length: 249 words
Summary: Iceskaters Clara Goodwin and Matthias Tunstall are about to give the performance of their lives.
Notes: I didn't come up with this AU, it's Joa's (Verasque's). I highly recommend that you read her AU Week fic 'Dogs on Ice' because it's fantastic. Also, credit goes to her for my puntastic title.
TRIGGER WARNING: This drabble contains hints of a past eating disorder.
“Clary?”
“I’m fine.”
“Last time I checked, ‘fine’ and ‘upchucking your lunch’ were two separate things.”
“Go swive yourself.”
Mattes ignored her. “Ahuda’s ringside, we’re to join her in ten minutes or she’ll remove me of my unmentionables.”
“I’ll be there, now go away.” Mattes didn’t move, and Clary sighed. “It’s just nerves. I’m not…you know, relapsing or anything.”
“When did you last eat?”
“I don’t need a sarden babysitter.”
“I don’t suppose there’s much left in you anyway. Will I tell Ahuda we’re withdrawing?”
Clary snorted and stood up, flushing the toilet. “She’d kill us. I’m going out on that ice, even if I spew all over you while we’re there.”
“You’d go down in Olympic history.”
She took the drink bottle he offered her and rinsed her mouth out. “At least it’d liven up our sarden soppy love routine.”
“You know the audience loves that romantic stuff. Chundering might stop the mens’ magazines from asking for raunchy photos too…although I’m still convinced you secretly love the attention.”
“Shut your gob.” Clary added yet another layer of hairspray to her hair and checked her makeup.
“Look on the bright side, if this goes badly then auditions for High School Musical On Ice are only a few weeks away.” He grinned at her. “I’m soaring, flying. There’s not a star in-“
Clary elbowed him as she shoved past to grab her skates. “I’m ready. And I swear, if you drop me, I’ll kill you.”
Mattes grinned. “Break a leg.”
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: #1, Feelings and Emotions
Category: 250 words and under
Length: 249 words
Summary: Iceskaters Clara Goodwin and Matthias Tunstall are about to give the performance of their lives.
Notes: I didn't come up with this AU, it's Joa's (Verasque's). I highly recommend that you read her AU Week fic 'Dogs on Ice' because it's fantastic. Also, credit goes to her for my puntastic title.
TRIGGER WARNING: This drabble contains hints of a past eating disorder.
“Clary?”
“I’m fine.”
“Last time I checked, ‘fine’ and ‘upchucking your lunch’ were two separate things.”
“Go swive yourself.”
Mattes ignored her. “Ahuda’s ringside, we’re to join her in ten minutes or she’ll remove me of my unmentionables.”
“I’ll be there, now go away.” Mattes didn’t move, and Clary sighed. “It’s just nerves. I’m not…you know, relapsing or anything.”
“When did you last eat?”
“I don’t need a sarden babysitter.”
“I don’t suppose there’s much left in you anyway. Will I tell Ahuda we’re withdrawing?”
Clary snorted and stood up, flushing the toilet. “She’d kill us. I’m going out on that ice, even if I spew all over you while we’re there.”
“You’d go down in Olympic history.”
She took the drink bottle he offered her and rinsed her mouth out. “At least it’d liven up our sarden soppy love routine.”
“You know the audience loves that romantic stuff. Chundering might stop the mens’ magazines from asking for raunchy photos too…although I’m still convinced you secretly love the attention.”
“Shut your gob.” Clary added yet another layer of hairspray to her hair and checked her makeup.
“Look on the bright side, if this goes badly then auditions for High School Musical On Ice are only a few weeks away.” He grinned at her. “I’m soaring, flying. There’s not a star in-“
Clary elbowed him as she shoved past to grab her skates. “I’m ready. And I swear, if you drop me, I’ll kill you.”
Mattes grinned. “Break a leg.”
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!