NOTES
A quick explanation, for anyone who has somehow managed to miss the
drabblemania that swept various fic lists over the last few years. A
"drabble" is a 100-word story -- 100 words exactly, no more, no less.
A 105-word story is a snippet, not a drabble.
written during 1998
I wish I could figure him out. Who is he, really? Ask him, and you get that little smile, that cool look, a "You don't wanna know, kid."
But I do wanna know. I wanna know who he was, who he is -- what he thinks, what he feels. Why he stays.
I wanna know why he watches me.
I know why I watch him -- I know that he fills up all the holes. I watch for those smiles, to catch a glimpse of the eyes he hides.
But why does he watch me? I wish I could figure him out.
~ fin ~
Feedback of any sort, from one line to detailed crit, is always welcome, at arduinna at trickster dot org.
If he looks over here again with those big puppy eyes, I'm gonna drag him in and toss him over the desk.
Or let him toss me over the desk.
Or something.
Why the hell does he keep looking at me like that? What is he thinking? He's been looking more and more lately, asking more questions. I don't wanna answer those questions; don't want to see the trust in those eyes go away. Won't let that happen.
I'll just stay the mystery man. Hell, at least it intrigues him a bit, right?
That'll have to be enough.
For now.
~ fin ~
Feedback of any sort, from one line to detailed crit, is always welcome, at arduinna at trickster dot org.
(This one is untitled, because it actually got posted as an obFUsion to FUsion, rather than as a drabble to Kuffs -- I never title obFUsions.)
I promised myself. Promised no involvement, no pain, no vulnerability, just peace and quiet and the comforting sound of modem hiss and keyboard tapping. Heaven. Paul promised, too. An office with a door, a badge with no questions, "workmates" who would know nothing about me but that I could work magic with a computer and that I wanted to be left alone.
The bastard never told me that I'd hand over my hard-earned -- so very, very hard-earned -- peace and quiet and solitude to a kid with magic in his soul.
All my dreams are destroyed.
I'm gonna owe Paul forever.
~ fin ~
Feedback of any sort, from one line to detailed crit, is always welcome, at arduinna at trickster dot org.
Alias | Boston Legal | Boy Meets World | CSI | Dead Zone | due South | Forever Knight | Forever Knight/Highlander | Highlander | I Spy | Invisible Man | Kung Fu: TLC | M*A*S*H | Night Court | Peacemakers | The Professionals | Quantum Leap | The Sentinel | Sesame Street | Stargate Atlantis | Stargate SG-1 | Starsky and Hutch | Various/Misc.
Stories | Essays: Rants/Rambles | Reference | Recs | Images | Links