Post by Kris11 on Mar 19, 2011 15:09:23 GMT 10
Title: Hormones
Rating: G
Word Count: 351
Pairing: Aly/Taybur
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: Aly has her moments with hormones as her pregnancy progresses.
Taybur was returning to his office when he happened to glance down a small corridor. Stopping short, he hesitated before he turned around, slowly. He thought he must have imagined it, but when he retraced his steps to the corridor, he saw Aly sitting on a wooden bench a few feet away, her face in her hands as her shoulders shook with sobs.
“Aly?” he asked, walking towards her.
“Oh, go away!”
“Aly, what happened? Are you all right?”
“I’m fine! I just hate being pregnant! I hate Nawat!”
Taybur was rapidly coming to the realization that this wasn’t a conversation he wanted to be having with the spymaster and began looking around rather desperately for a female to take over for him.
“Just because I have to be the one to carry the babies or eggs or whatever they end up being doesn’t mean I am any less capable of doing my job! He gets to go out and do his job! And he and Dove decide that I am not to go out in the field until this is over with. Dove has to visit the outer isles and I am supposed to just sit here?” Aly pounded her fists against her thighs, her tears increasing.
“I am exactly the same person I am when I am not pregnant!” she wailed. She turned to glare at him when a small snort escaped his control. “What?”
“Aly,” he said, as kindly as he could while fighting his smile. “You’re sitting in the corridor crying.”
Taybur realized his mistake immediately. She slouched down over her expanded belly and sobbed.
“Oh, Aly.” Taybur looked up relieved at the familiar voice. Nawat had come around the corner and knelt in front of his wife. Taybur took the chance to make a break for it as Nawat brushed his wife’s hair out of her face and spoke soothing words.
Taybur stopped only when he reached his office. Leaning against the wall, he brushed a hand across his forehead. He took a deep breath and thought that he had never been happier to be single.
AN: Men! They think they have it bad!? lol
QC: by Cassandra
Rating: G
Word Count: 351
Pairing: Aly/Taybur
Round/Fight: 1/D
Summary: Aly has her moments with hormones as her pregnancy progresses.
Taybur was returning to his office when he happened to glance down a small corridor. Stopping short, he hesitated before he turned around, slowly. He thought he must have imagined it, but when he retraced his steps to the corridor, he saw Aly sitting on a wooden bench a few feet away, her face in her hands as her shoulders shook with sobs.
“Aly?” he asked, walking towards her.
“Oh, go away!”
“Aly, what happened? Are you all right?”
“I’m fine! I just hate being pregnant! I hate Nawat!”
Taybur was rapidly coming to the realization that this wasn’t a conversation he wanted to be having with the spymaster and began looking around rather desperately for a female to take over for him.
“Just because I have to be the one to carry the babies or eggs or whatever they end up being doesn’t mean I am any less capable of doing my job! He gets to go out and do his job! And he and Dove decide that I am not to go out in the field until this is over with. Dove has to visit the outer isles and I am supposed to just sit here?” Aly pounded her fists against her thighs, her tears increasing.
“I am exactly the same person I am when I am not pregnant!” she wailed. She turned to glare at him when a small snort escaped his control. “What?”
“Aly,” he said, as kindly as he could while fighting his smile. “You’re sitting in the corridor crying.”
Taybur realized his mistake immediately. She slouched down over her expanded belly and sobbed.
“Oh, Aly.” Taybur looked up relieved at the familiar voice. Nawat had come around the corner and knelt in front of his wife. Taybur took the chance to make a break for it as Nawat brushed his wife’s hair out of her face and spoke soothing words.
Taybur stopped only when he reached his office. Leaning against the wall, he brushed a hand across his forehead. He took a deep breath and thought that he had never been happier to be single.
AN: Men! They think they have it bad!? lol
QC: by Cassandra