Post by Carbon Kiwi on May 29, 2011 7:58:35 GMT 10
Title: Peace and Quiet
Rating: G
Word Count: 195
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings:
Summary: “All I ask for,” Tris declared, “is a little peace and quiet. Is that too much to ask?”
Notes: I love book-worm children. I can't help it.
“All I ask for,” Tris declared, “is a little peace and quiet. Is that too much to ask?”
Her son gazed up at her over his book. He was still reasonably little while the books he read grew progressively larger; much of his lap was missing to a book’s covers. “Since you and your friends chose to breed, yes.”
Tris eyed him, hiding her grin; at least her son appreciated peace and quiet as well. “Had I not, you would not be here to say such things.”
“And you wouldn’t be bothered enough to ask such questions,” he answered immediately. His little smile mirrored his mother’s. Sandry ran by the doorway chasing Briar, with Daja on their heels; the other children were far behind. “Then, maybe you would.”
“Oh, I would,” Tris confirmed. “I know them as I know myself and I would.”
“Why don’t you buffer the air? Make it all thick, like a wall.”
Tris stared at him. “You’re going to be five times the person I am.”
“Not if I hang around here too long!” He stuck his tongue out.
Tris zapped lightning at him, but he caught it in his hand.
Rating: G
Word Count: 195
Pairing: Circlecest
Round/Fight: 4/A
Warnings:
Summary: “All I ask for,” Tris declared, “is a little peace and quiet. Is that too much to ask?”
Notes: I love book-worm children. I can't help it.
“All I ask for,” Tris declared, “is a little peace and quiet. Is that too much to ask?”
Her son gazed up at her over his book. He was still reasonably little while the books he read grew progressively larger; much of his lap was missing to a book’s covers. “Since you and your friends chose to breed, yes.”
Tris eyed him, hiding her grin; at least her son appreciated peace and quiet as well. “Had I not, you would not be here to say such things.”
“And you wouldn’t be bothered enough to ask such questions,” he answered immediately. His little smile mirrored his mother’s. Sandry ran by the doorway chasing Briar, with Daja on their heels; the other children were far behind. “Then, maybe you would.”
“Oh, I would,” Tris confirmed. “I know them as I know myself and I would.”
“Why don’t you buffer the air? Make it all thick, like a wall.”
Tris stared at him. “You’re going to be five times the person I am.”
“Not if I hang around here too long!” He stuck his tongue out.
Tris zapped lightning at him, but he caught it in his hand.
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!