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dg_cainTitle: Tin Armor
Author: FeistyFox
Rating: M
Pairing: DG/Cain
Summary: After the witch falls DG may need more than optimism to make it in the O.Z.
This story is in progress. I hope those of you who are reading it continue to do so!
Chapter 32
Disclaimer: Click! Go away! Busy with the suit. Geez people! (also Tin Man doesn’t belong to me.)
She was dizzy and wind blown. Very wind blown. Mostly because she had been trying to control wind patterns, which were as erratic as Glitch’s thought process had been. They liked to listen for approximately three seconds before frolicking off elsewhere to do their own thing. Wind was, like, the free spirit of the elemental world. When she had pointed this out to Toto he had casually remarked that they should get on rather well. She had glared and started muttering about dogs that bit you in the butt and ADD magic.
Three hours in and she wasn’t the only one losing patience. “Don’t let it slip through your fingers!”
She glared. “It’s wind, Toto! Explain to me how to grab it and maybe I can make some progress!”
“Convince it to listen!”
“It won’t pay attention long enough!” The water tricks had been so much easier than this. “What do you want me to do?”
Toto crossed his arms. “Try harder.”
She let out a frustrated screech. This was equivalent to bashing her head against a brick wall. Her temper was steadily climbing and the fact that she had literally made no progress compelled her to blow something up. Even her most tragic attempts at magic in the past had produced some results, even if they weren’t the ones she had intended. “I’m trying as hard as I can but you won’t tell me what to do!”
“Did you think everything was going to be easy for you?”
She snarled at him. She was starting to hate that word. Easy had no association with her life. “I am so sick of people saying that!” As soon as the words tumbled from her mouth she felt her magic flash out and the grass all around her went up in raging flames. Letting out a startled shriek she waved her hand toward the lake and a wave rose up and over her before falling when she let go of her hold on it. In less than a second she was drenched in icy water but the flames had gone out.
She stood blinking water out of her eyes as smoke rose up around her. “Very good, Princess!” Toto called out happily.
She looked at him vacantly as a drop of water rolled down her nose. “Good?”
He rubbed his hands together. “Now you can call fire.”
Mother Fu- “Are you telling me this had nothing to do with wind?” She shouted.
“Of course not. No one can master wind until the other three main elements are under their control.” He said this as if it were common knowledge. “I had to get you upset for you to access fire. Frustration tends to help.”
Her eyes narrowed and she began to stalk closer to him. “You tricked me?”
“Don’t get so angry. You did a fine job controlling the fire once it started.”
“Toto! Look at me! I’m soaked! Again! Not to mention the fact that I don’t even know how I did that in the first place!” Admittedly she was still yelling. “And you said I had to keep this stuff under control! What if I accidentally set someone on fire!” She began to wave her arms erratically. “There’s no guarantee I’ll be near the freaking lake next time! You’re crazy you know that?”
He simply looked at her. “It’s nice to know you listen to me. Are you still angry?”
“Can’t you tell!?!”
“Call to it again.”
She was so annoyed she stomped her foot, but she did as he said. Fire erupted where her boot hit the ground. The flames flashed up to coil around her body. But to her astonishment it didn’t burn her. It felt more like a caress as it engulfed her, drying the water that soaked her skin and clothes. She felt her anger diminishing as the flames coalesced in one of her hands flickering orange and red.
Toto stepped in front of her and inspected her outstretched hand critically. She could feel his magic washing over her and it tingled briefly. “You should be able to control it now.”
She stared at the small fire that sat in the palm of her hand. Before she could ask any questions something small and brown darted through the flames so fast she couldn’t register what it was. Toto jumped back and she let the fire die out immediately as she searched for whatever had disrupted her lesson.
Before she could find it something landed on her head. “Hey!” She swatted at it, visions of giant O.Z. bugs attacking her, while she ducked and heard a soft thrumming as she straightened back up with her arms raised protectively in front of her face. Cracking one eye open so she could target the menace she found herself staring at a small, hovering, brown and violet hummingbird. She’d stumbled into an Alfred Hitchcock film. This was so wrong. “Ummm?”
“Was it necessary to interrupt your sisters lesson, Princess?”
Her jaw dropped. “Az?” The small bird, which was apparently her sister, alighted on her finger. Folding her tiny wings she began to preen. She giggled at the sight. “Oh my god! You’re adorable!” Az looked up and poofed her feathers crossly. “I mean…vicious! Yes, vicious and perilous!” Nodding her minuscule head in a satisfied way she let her feathers settle back down then extended a wing.
When neither she nor Toto budged her sister moved her appendage more forcefully. She turned her head in the direction she was pointing and spotted her mother standing on the patio. She did her best not to cringe at the sight of her statue like pose. “I take it she wants to see me?” Her sister nodded. She stopped herself from swearing out loud. Leaning close to the little bird she whispered urgently. “Az, could you find Cain and tell him to come find me? Fast?”
The hummingbird tilted her head but nodded before taking off. She zipped off in a blur of brown disappearing into one of the large windows. She sighed, really not wanting to talk to her mother. “Lessons are done for the day, Princess. I’m sure your mother needs to speak with you as well.” And with that Toto abandoned her taking on his own animal shape and trotting off around the palace.
She walked up to the patio as slowly as possible without looking as if she were dawdling. Reaching the top step she watched the Queen carefully. “Mother?”
Her melodic voice floated over the space between them. “I need to speak with you before negotiations with the guilds begin, Dorothy.” Again with that name.
Her eyes darted to the door behind her mother’s flowing lilac dress hoping to spot a familiar fedora. “Sure, Cain should be here in a minute than we can go.”
The Queen frowned at that. “I would rather speak to you alone.”
Her stomach dropped. “Why?”
A perfectly sculpted eyebrow was raised. “Your father told me he found you rather upset this morning.”
“Oh.” How to get out of this one? She really had no good ideas. She’d never had to lie to Momster and Popsicle about things like this before. “It was nothing.”
Her mother looked at her for a long moment. “Very well. In that case we should begin to discuss how we’re going to introduce you as the heir apparent.”
That was it? She wasn’t going to push her on this? Or question her any further? She wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Was it normal for human mothers to be so dismissive of their daughter’s emotional breakdowns? She somehow doubted it but the Queen had already breezed onto the next topic. “Won’t the emerald be enough of a clue?”
“Dorothy, you will need to be introduced formally. Once we’re settled at the palace in Central City a ball will have to be held. Although I very much doubt it will be as grand as it should be for such an announcement.”
“A ball?” That sounded awful. “Couldn’t we send out flyers?”
The Queen looked scandalized at the very thought. “By the Stars! That would be unacceptable. The people need to see you and not only because you will rule them. You killed the Witch. You and your friends will be honored at the ceremony before the people that will attend.”
It kept getting worse the more she talked. “We can begin lessons on government in a few days once your magic has stabilized, but until then you need to meet with Ambrose in the evenings so he can begin to teach you Ozian dance steps.” Crap, crap, crap. “And Azkadilla has volunteered to teach you court customs.”
“That’s so sweet of her.” Her mother appeared to miss her subtle sarcasm.
Violet eyes watched her. “Go with them after lunch. The sooner you begin the easier it will be for you once we reach the Shinning City.” Apparently satisfied that her daughter was going to go to her new lessons the Queen turned, her violet dress fluttering, and disappeared back inside the building.
Well that was just lovely. She turned back to look over the shore and spotted a few griffons on the far side of the lake. Every now and then, for the briefest moments, she really missed her simple life back in Kansas. She may have hated working in that crappy diner but at least she didn’t have to worry about standing up in front of hundreds of people. Most likely in a horridly fluffy ball gown.
As a gust of wind blew her hair back she sighed softly. There wasn’t any turning back at this point. The only thing to do was suck it up and learn what she had to. She’d go at this the same way she’s gone about paying for her tuition. Work hard until she collapsed then get up again and start over. She’d worry about being paraded about like a trophy when the time came-
“DG!” Fingers pressed into her ribs as the harsh bark sounded right next to her left ear. She shrieked and jumped several feet in the air. Before gravity reclaimed her she heard the Tin Man laughing hysterically behind her.
Spinning around she lunged at him. “You suck!” Still laughing he blocked her flailing punch. When she swung at him a second time he caught her arm and spun her around so her back slammed into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her so she couldn’t move, trapping her in a bear hug.
“You done?” He was still chuckling as he asked her his arms not budging a millimeter as she struggled.
She went still with a huff of irritation. “Are you satisfied that we’re even now?” True she could have used magic to get away but that would have ruined his fun and seeing as Cain needed to have some fun she figured she’s play nice today.
“Not even close. That was too good an opportunity to pass up.”
“Not fair!”
Leaning down he breathed into her ear. “Neither is blackmail.” When she pouted he let her go and kissed her cheek. Still smiling he glanced over at the woods. “Do you want to go for a walk?”
She absolutely did. “I can’t.”
He raised an eyebrow and she gave him a weak smile determined to make the best of the situation. “Glitch is going to be teaching me to dance this afternoon.”
“That sounds entertaining.”
A real smile flickered over her face. “Yes, I’m sure watching me break his toes will be great fun for you to watch. Even better than going to the movies.”
His forehead crinkled. “The movies?”
“You people are so repressed.” Grabbing his hand she dragged him toward the doors. “If I’m going to be your entertainment this evening I need sustenance. If you’re good and stop scaring me I’ll make you popcorn before the show starts.”
“Popcorn?”
“You have to have popcorn if you’re going to the movies.”
“Words are coming out of your mouth and yet they make no sense.”
She grinned deciding to go cavewoman as they walked into the dining hall. “Feed now! DG hungry!”
He rolled his eyes as they walked to a table in one corner pulling out a chair for her. “Looks like sandwiches today. If you’re hungry then eat.” As he said that reached out to the center of the table and picked one up, placing it on the plate that had been positioned in front of his chair. Bumping his shoulder she grabbed her own before sitting back.
“So do you know how to dance?” She bit into her sandwich as she looked over at him.
He grunted an affirmative as he chewed. She perked up and he eyed her warily as he swallowed. “Don’t much care for it.”
She shrugged. “As long as you can save me from any creepy guys at the ball I won’t make you dance ever again.” Popping another piece of food in her mouth she chewed quickly wanting to get the whole thing over with.
“Figured it was only a matter of time before that happened. Let’s hope Glitch does have perfect rhythm. Maybe he can pass it on to you.”
“Ok, what does that mean? Where did this perfect rhythm thing come from?”
Cain wiped his mouth with his napkin as he took in her now crumb covered plate. “You finished?”
“You’re not going to tell me?”
He stood up without answering her question. “Ready to dance?”
She walked out of the room with him and they headed for Glitch’s lab. “Come on! Now I know there’s a story! Tell me, tell me, tell me!”
He walked calmly down the stairs his coat swishing slightly as he descended. “I’ll tell you if you explain why you tried to eat me.”
Her mouth fell open. There was no way he was doing what she thought he was doing. “Are you joking?”
“Nope.”
“You’re trying to blackmail me back?”
He smirked his eyes darting to her. “I didn’t say that.”
She gaped at him as he knocked on the wooden door and waited with his arms crossed. He was totally self-satisfied. Darn it! He knew she wasn’t going to be able to resist asking about it. She made a whining noise in the back of her throat and he grinned at her. Before she could start wearing him down the door opened and Glitch’s head appeared.
He smiled tiredly at them. “Hello, Doll. Cain.” Opening the door wider he let them in.
Pausing right inside the threshold she put her hand on the advisors pale cheek. “You ok?”
“Wouldn’t you know having the two halves of your brain connect is a less than pleasant process? I’m afraid I didn’t get much rest last night.”
She felt guilt well up in her. Glitch had been suffering and she had been cashing in on her win over Cain. “Sorry, Dreads. Do you want to do this tomorrow?”
His lip twitched at the nickname. “No, I have a space all cleared for us. Besides your sister made us a music box and I want to see how well you dance.”
As the gangly man led them back between piles of metal she shook her head. “Answer; not very.”
She heard a feminine giggle up ahead right before her sister came into view. “You can’t be that bad, Deeg.”
“Wanna bet?” She had a very vivid memory of the few school dances she had attended. There was a reason she spent her time with machines instead of in dance studios. She took in the sight before and had to suppress a snicker. Az was standing on a beautifully constructed island. It was a wooden dance floor that practically gleamed it was so waxed and was surrounded on all sides by piles of rusted metal and grease. Off to one side was a long metal table with a strangely carved box sitting on top of it. She assumed that must be where the music was going to be coming from.
Cain grunted stopping along the outer edge. “Nice mix of hobbies you have here, Headcase.”
The advisor shrugged. “There was plenty of room and DG is comfortable around all the parts and smells. It’ll help her relax.” She cast him a startled look. That was downright clever. She hadn’t thought about that but it made sense. Plus, no one else would be able to see how bad she was going to mess up with the mountains of cover all around them.
Az walked over to them as white magic flared in her hands. As she reached them she held out a pair of silver slippers to her. “Put these on instead of those boots. They’re practice shoes. Glitch and I will show you the first dance while you watch so you know what it should look like.” Her sister gave her an encouraging smile. “Ready?”
She stared down at the shoes in her hands. “I guess. Do they have to be so…shiny?”
Cain chuckled as Az put her hands on her hips. “Watch and learn little sister. This is going to be fun.” And with that her sister snapped her fingers and a soft melody began to thrum out of the box across from them. Glitch bowed gracefully at the waist as Az curtsied and they were off. Ten seconds in and she decided fun probably wasn’t the word she was going to be using. Sitting quietly on the floor she pulled off her boots as the couple spun elegantly around the floor. She really hoped Glitch was going to be able to walk when this was over.
Author Note: Hit me! I mean…review me! Or the story…whichever!
Author: FeistyFox
Rating: M
Pairing: DG/Cain
Summary: After the witch falls DG may need more than optimism to make it in the O.Z.
This story is in progress. I hope those of you who are reading it continue to do so!
Chapter 32
Disclaimer: Click! Go away! Busy with the suit. Geez people! (also Tin Man doesn’t belong to me.)
She was dizzy and wind blown. Very wind blown. Mostly because she had been trying to control wind patterns, which were as erratic as Glitch’s thought process had been. They liked to listen for approximately three seconds before frolicking off elsewhere to do their own thing. Wind was, like, the free spirit of the elemental world. When she had pointed this out to Toto he had casually remarked that they should get on rather well. She had glared and started muttering about dogs that bit you in the butt and ADD magic.
Three hours in and she wasn’t the only one losing patience. “Don’t let it slip through your fingers!”
She glared. “It’s wind, Toto! Explain to me how to grab it and maybe I can make some progress!”
“Convince it to listen!”
“It won’t pay attention long enough!” The water tricks had been so much easier than this. “What do you want me to do?”
Toto crossed his arms. “Try harder.”
She let out a frustrated screech. This was equivalent to bashing her head against a brick wall. Her temper was steadily climbing and the fact that she had literally made no progress compelled her to blow something up. Even her most tragic attempts at magic in the past had produced some results, even if they weren’t the ones she had intended. “I’m trying as hard as I can but you won’t tell me what to do!”
“Did you think everything was going to be easy for you?”
She snarled at him. She was starting to hate that word. Easy had no association with her life. “I am so sick of people saying that!” As soon as the words tumbled from her mouth she felt her magic flash out and the grass all around her went up in raging flames. Letting out a startled shriek she waved her hand toward the lake and a wave rose up and over her before falling when she let go of her hold on it. In less than a second she was drenched in icy water but the flames had gone out.
She stood blinking water out of her eyes as smoke rose up around her. “Very good, Princess!” Toto called out happily.
She looked at him vacantly as a drop of water rolled down her nose. “Good?”
He rubbed his hands together. “Now you can call fire.”
Mother Fu- “Are you telling me this had nothing to do with wind?” She shouted.
“Of course not. No one can master wind until the other three main elements are under their control.” He said this as if it were common knowledge. “I had to get you upset for you to access fire. Frustration tends to help.”
Her eyes narrowed and she began to stalk closer to him. “You tricked me?”
“Don’t get so angry. You did a fine job controlling the fire once it started.”
“Toto! Look at me! I’m soaked! Again! Not to mention the fact that I don’t even know how I did that in the first place!” Admittedly she was still yelling. “And you said I had to keep this stuff under control! What if I accidentally set someone on fire!” She began to wave her arms erratically. “There’s no guarantee I’ll be near the freaking lake next time! You’re crazy you know that?”
He simply looked at her. “It’s nice to know you listen to me. Are you still angry?”
“Can’t you tell!?!”
“Call to it again.”
She was so annoyed she stomped her foot, but she did as he said. Fire erupted where her boot hit the ground. The flames flashed up to coil around her body. But to her astonishment it didn’t burn her. It felt more like a caress as it engulfed her, drying the water that soaked her skin and clothes. She felt her anger diminishing as the flames coalesced in one of her hands flickering orange and red.
Toto stepped in front of her and inspected her outstretched hand critically. She could feel his magic washing over her and it tingled briefly. “You should be able to control it now.”
She stared at the small fire that sat in the palm of her hand. Before she could ask any questions something small and brown darted through the flames so fast she couldn’t register what it was. Toto jumped back and she let the fire die out immediately as she searched for whatever had disrupted her lesson.
Before she could find it something landed on her head. “Hey!” She swatted at it, visions of giant O.Z. bugs attacking her, while she ducked and heard a soft thrumming as she straightened back up with her arms raised protectively in front of her face. Cracking one eye open so she could target the menace she found herself staring at a small, hovering, brown and violet hummingbird. She’d stumbled into an Alfred Hitchcock film. This was so wrong. “Ummm?”
“Was it necessary to interrupt your sisters lesson, Princess?”
Her jaw dropped. “Az?” The small bird, which was apparently her sister, alighted on her finger. Folding her tiny wings she began to preen. She giggled at the sight. “Oh my god! You’re adorable!” Az looked up and poofed her feathers crossly. “I mean…vicious! Yes, vicious and perilous!” Nodding her minuscule head in a satisfied way she let her feathers settle back down then extended a wing.
When neither she nor Toto budged her sister moved her appendage more forcefully. She turned her head in the direction she was pointing and spotted her mother standing on the patio. She did her best not to cringe at the sight of her statue like pose. “I take it she wants to see me?” Her sister nodded. She stopped herself from swearing out loud. Leaning close to the little bird she whispered urgently. “Az, could you find Cain and tell him to come find me? Fast?”
The hummingbird tilted her head but nodded before taking off. She zipped off in a blur of brown disappearing into one of the large windows. She sighed, really not wanting to talk to her mother. “Lessons are done for the day, Princess. I’m sure your mother needs to speak with you as well.” And with that Toto abandoned her taking on his own animal shape and trotting off around the palace.
She walked up to the patio as slowly as possible without looking as if she were dawdling. Reaching the top step she watched the Queen carefully. “Mother?”
Her melodic voice floated over the space between them. “I need to speak with you before negotiations with the guilds begin, Dorothy.” Again with that name.
Her eyes darted to the door behind her mother’s flowing lilac dress hoping to spot a familiar fedora. “Sure, Cain should be here in a minute than we can go.”
The Queen frowned at that. “I would rather speak to you alone.”
Her stomach dropped. “Why?”
A perfectly sculpted eyebrow was raised. “Your father told me he found you rather upset this morning.”
“Oh.” How to get out of this one? She really had no good ideas. She’d never had to lie to Momster and Popsicle about things like this before. “It was nothing.”
Her mother looked at her for a long moment. “Very well. In that case we should begin to discuss how we’re going to introduce you as the heir apparent.”
That was it? She wasn’t going to push her on this? Or question her any further? She wasn’t sure how to feel about that. Was it normal for human mothers to be so dismissive of their daughter’s emotional breakdowns? She somehow doubted it but the Queen had already breezed onto the next topic. “Won’t the emerald be enough of a clue?”
“Dorothy, you will need to be introduced formally. Once we’re settled at the palace in Central City a ball will have to be held. Although I very much doubt it will be as grand as it should be for such an announcement.”
“A ball?” That sounded awful. “Couldn’t we send out flyers?”
The Queen looked scandalized at the very thought. “By the Stars! That would be unacceptable. The people need to see you and not only because you will rule them. You killed the Witch. You and your friends will be honored at the ceremony before the people that will attend.”
It kept getting worse the more she talked. “We can begin lessons on government in a few days once your magic has stabilized, but until then you need to meet with Ambrose in the evenings so he can begin to teach you Ozian dance steps.” Crap, crap, crap. “And Azkadilla has volunteered to teach you court customs.”
“That’s so sweet of her.” Her mother appeared to miss her subtle sarcasm.
Violet eyes watched her. “Go with them after lunch. The sooner you begin the easier it will be for you once we reach the Shinning City.” Apparently satisfied that her daughter was going to go to her new lessons the Queen turned, her violet dress fluttering, and disappeared back inside the building.
Well that was just lovely. She turned back to look over the shore and spotted a few griffons on the far side of the lake. Every now and then, for the briefest moments, she really missed her simple life back in Kansas. She may have hated working in that crappy diner but at least she didn’t have to worry about standing up in front of hundreds of people. Most likely in a horridly fluffy ball gown.
As a gust of wind blew her hair back she sighed softly. There wasn’t any turning back at this point. The only thing to do was suck it up and learn what she had to. She’d go at this the same way she’s gone about paying for her tuition. Work hard until she collapsed then get up again and start over. She’d worry about being paraded about like a trophy when the time came-
“DG!” Fingers pressed into her ribs as the harsh bark sounded right next to her left ear. She shrieked and jumped several feet in the air. Before gravity reclaimed her she heard the Tin Man laughing hysterically behind her.
Spinning around she lunged at him. “You suck!” Still laughing he blocked her flailing punch. When she swung at him a second time he caught her arm and spun her around so her back slammed into his chest. He wrapped his arms around her so she couldn’t move, trapping her in a bear hug.
“You done?” He was still chuckling as he asked her his arms not budging a millimeter as she struggled.
She went still with a huff of irritation. “Are you satisfied that we’re even now?” True she could have used magic to get away but that would have ruined his fun and seeing as Cain needed to have some fun she figured she’s play nice today.
“Not even close. That was too good an opportunity to pass up.”
“Not fair!”
Leaning down he breathed into her ear. “Neither is blackmail.” When she pouted he let her go and kissed her cheek. Still smiling he glanced over at the woods. “Do you want to go for a walk?”
She absolutely did. “I can’t.”
He raised an eyebrow and she gave him a weak smile determined to make the best of the situation. “Glitch is going to be teaching me to dance this afternoon.”
“That sounds entertaining.”
A real smile flickered over her face. “Yes, I’m sure watching me break his toes will be great fun for you to watch. Even better than going to the movies.”
His forehead crinkled. “The movies?”
“You people are so repressed.” Grabbing his hand she dragged him toward the doors. “If I’m going to be your entertainment this evening I need sustenance. If you’re good and stop scaring me I’ll make you popcorn before the show starts.”
“Popcorn?”
“You have to have popcorn if you’re going to the movies.”
“Words are coming out of your mouth and yet they make no sense.”
She grinned deciding to go cavewoman as they walked into the dining hall. “Feed now! DG hungry!”
He rolled his eyes as they walked to a table in one corner pulling out a chair for her. “Looks like sandwiches today. If you’re hungry then eat.” As he said that reached out to the center of the table and picked one up, placing it on the plate that had been positioned in front of his chair. Bumping his shoulder she grabbed her own before sitting back.
“So do you know how to dance?” She bit into her sandwich as she looked over at him.
He grunted an affirmative as he chewed. She perked up and he eyed her warily as he swallowed. “Don’t much care for it.”
She shrugged. “As long as you can save me from any creepy guys at the ball I won’t make you dance ever again.” Popping another piece of food in her mouth she chewed quickly wanting to get the whole thing over with.
“Figured it was only a matter of time before that happened. Let’s hope Glitch does have perfect rhythm. Maybe he can pass it on to you.”
“Ok, what does that mean? Where did this perfect rhythm thing come from?”
Cain wiped his mouth with his napkin as he took in her now crumb covered plate. “You finished?”
“You’re not going to tell me?”
He stood up without answering her question. “Ready to dance?”
She walked out of the room with him and they headed for Glitch’s lab. “Come on! Now I know there’s a story! Tell me, tell me, tell me!”
He walked calmly down the stairs his coat swishing slightly as he descended. “I’ll tell you if you explain why you tried to eat me.”
Her mouth fell open. There was no way he was doing what she thought he was doing. “Are you joking?”
“Nope.”
“You’re trying to blackmail me back?”
He smirked his eyes darting to her. “I didn’t say that.”
She gaped at him as he knocked on the wooden door and waited with his arms crossed. He was totally self-satisfied. Darn it! He knew she wasn’t going to be able to resist asking about it. She made a whining noise in the back of her throat and he grinned at her. Before she could start wearing him down the door opened and Glitch’s head appeared.
He smiled tiredly at them. “Hello, Doll. Cain.” Opening the door wider he let them in.
Pausing right inside the threshold she put her hand on the advisors pale cheek. “You ok?”
“Wouldn’t you know having the two halves of your brain connect is a less than pleasant process? I’m afraid I didn’t get much rest last night.”
She felt guilt well up in her. Glitch had been suffering and she had been cashing in on her win over Cain. “Sorry, Dreads. Do you want to do this tomorrow?”
His lip twitched at the nickname. “No, I have a space all cleared for us. Besides your sister made us a music box and I want to see how well you dance.”
As the gangly man led them back between piles of metal she shook her head. “Answer; not very.”
She heard a feminine giggle up ahead right before her sister came into view. “You can’t be that bad, Deeg.”
“Wanna bet?” She had a very vivid memory of the few school dances she had attended. There was a reason she spent her time with machines instead of in dance studios. She took in the sight before and had to suppress a snicker. Az was standing on a beautifully constructed island. It was a wooden dance floor that practically gleamed it was so waxed and was surrounded on all sides by piles of rusted metal and grease. Off to one side was a long metal table with a strangely carved box sitting on top of it. She assumed that must be where the music was going to be coming from.
Cain grunted stopping along the outer edge. “Nice mix of hobbies you have here, Headcase.”
The advisor shrugged. “There was plenty of room and DG is comfortable around all the parts and smells. It’ll help her relax.” She cast him a startled look. That was downright clever. She hadn’t thought about that but it made sense. Plus, no one else would be able to see how bad she was going to mess up with the mountains of cover all around them.
Az walked over to them as white magic flared in her hands. As she reached them she held out a pair of silver slippers to her. “Put these on instead of those boots. They’re practice shoes. Glitch and I will show you the first dance while you watch so you know what it should look like.” Her sister gave her an encouraging smile. “Ready?”
She stared down at the shoes in her hands. “I guess. Do they have to be so…shiny?”
Cain chuckled as Az put her hands on her hips. “Watch and learn little sister. This is going to be fun.” And with that her sister snapped her fingers and a soft melody began to thrum out of the box across from them. Glitch bowed gracefully at the waist as Az curtsied and they were off. Ten seconds in and she decided fun probably wasn’t the word she was going to be using. Sitting quietly on the floor she pulled off her boots as the couple spun elegantly around the floor. She really hoped Glitch was going to be able to walk when this was over.
Author Note: Hit me! I mean…review me! Or the story…whichever!
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Date: 2008-07-24 02:30 pm (UTC)“Words are coming out of your mouth and yet they make no sense.”
She grinned deciding to go cavewoman as they walked into the dining hall. “Feed now! DG hungry!”
He rolled his eyes as they walked to a table in one corner pulling out a chair for her.
LOL, and THIS my friend, is why I love your fics so much.
She walked out of the room with him and they headed for Glitch’s lab. “Come on! Now I know there’s a story! Tell me, tell me, tell me!” *giggle* That's SO DG.
AND SMUT! lol. Sorry. But seriously. Next chapter. DG. Cain. Smut. GO. ;p
In all seriousness, (Muse: Wait, you weren't serious?) your fics are always entertaining and this is no different. (Muse: I swear to god....) You've always got a good mixture of comedy, drama, romance, good-character writing (Muse: AND SMUT!) and a pinch o' angst. It all ends up turning out very nicely :)
Anxiously awaiting the next chapter!