Post by Kris11 on Apr 10, 2011 6:31:51 GMT 10
Title: Sleeping on the Ground
Rating: G
Word Count: 295
Pairing: Briar/Daja/Sandry/Tris – Team Circlecest
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Set after Briar's Book. The four are on an outing in the countryside, and Briar and Daja take the chance to tease Tris.
Tris looked around the clearing suspiciously. “I don’t understand,” she said finally, her words sharp with the suspicion that she was on the outside of a joke.
“What is there to get, Merchant Girl?” Daja hid her amusement well, but there was a trace of it in the corner of her mouth, which threatened to rise into a smile. “This is where we’re spending the night.”
“Haven’t you ever slept out of doors before?” Briar asked, his tone innocent. Tris wasn’t taken in by either of them, and her glare threatened to ignite the bedrolls they were unpacking, or her siblings themselves; she wasn’t particular on which.
Oh, stop it you two. Sandry scolded. “Tris, it’s fine. I’ve slept out of doors lots of times.”
“You.”
Sandry nodded. “On the road with my mother and father. When we couldn’t get to an inn, or if something happened to one of the carriages or horses, we would set up camp. It’s fun.”
“We are going to be sleeping in the dirt with bugs and you think it will be fun?” Tris’s tone was dangerously icy. Daja and Briar exchanged glances. They had known it would be best if this idea was introduced only when they were too far away for Tris to turn back home.
“You’ll be able to see the stars,” Sandry said, with sudden inspiration.
Tris looked up overhead at the clear sky between the tree-tops.
The three waited until Tris looked back down, nodded, and began to unpack her bedroll from the pack Briar had handed her that morning.
Sandry sighed with relief.
Briar and Daja exchanged a glance. What’s the bet I can make her squeal if I talk about spiders before we fall asleep?
I’ll bet you get fried, Briar.
Deal.
QC by: journeycat
Rating: G
Word Count: 295
Pairing: Briar/Daja/Sandry/Tris – Team Circlecest
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Set after Briar's Book. The four are on an outing in the countryside, and Briar and Daja take the chance to tease Tris.
Tris looked around the clearing suspiciously. “I don’t understand,” she said finally, her words sharp with the suspicion that she was on the outside of a joke.
“What is there to get, Merchant Girl?” Daja hid her amusement well, but there was a trace of it in the corner of her mouth, which threatened to rise into a smile. “This is where we’re spending the night.”
“Haven’t you ever slept out of doors before?” Briar asked, his tone innocent. Tris wasn’t taken in by either of them, and her glare threatened to ignite the bedrolls they were unpacking, or her siblings themselves; she wasn’t particular on which.
Oh, stop it you two. Sandry scolded. “Tris, it’s fine. I’ve slept out of doors lots of times.”
“You.”
Sandry nodded. “On the road with my mother and father. When we couldn’t get to an inn, or if something happened to one of the carriages or horses, we would set up camp. It’s fun.”
“We are going to be sleeping in the dirt with bugs and you think it will be fun?” Tris’s tone was dangerously icy. Daja and Briar exchanged glances. They had known it would be best if this idea was introduced only when they were too far away for Tris to turn back home.
“You’ll be able to see the stars,” Sandry said, with sudden inspiration.
Tris looked up overhead at the clear sky between the tree-tops.
The three waited until Tris looked back down, nodded, and began to unpack her bedroll from the pack Briar had handed her that morning.
Sandry sighed with relief.
Briar and Daja exchanged a glance. What’s the bet I can make her squeal if I talk about spiders before we fall asleep?
I’ll bet you get fried, Briar.
Deal.
QC by: journeycat