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Post by Muse on May 28, 2011 14:21:04 GMT 10
Title: A Game Rating: PG Word count: 157 Pairing: Clary/Mattes Round/Fight: 4/A Summary: She’s not your typical mot. (Elephant Love Medley, Moulin Rouge)
Clary wasn’t like many city mots, Mattes knew.
Most mots, like the ones that ran the food carts he insisted on stopping at every evening, were easily charmed. They loved the stories told by balladeers at the inns, and Mattes offered them pretty words when he paid for his turnovers and tarts.
Clary could never be charmed by words alone, but Mattes enjoyed the faces she made when he tried.
“All you need is love,” he confided with Mistress Noll as she handed him an apple patty.
“You need a wage, Mattes, or a mot’ll end up on the street,” Clary muttered behind him.
“All you need is lo-ove,” he sang to a flower seller, who smiled and blew him a kiss as they passed by.
Clary just scoffed. “Love is just a game.”
Mayhaps yes, but it was a fun game, in Mattes’ opinion. Apparently someone just hadn’t played the game with the right opponents recently.
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Post by greenie on Jun 14, 2011 18:11:25 GMT 10
Hee! They're so meant to be together.
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