ficlet: untitled - enid

[untitled] - enid
ghost world, part of a futile attempt to catch up on 12days. four calling birds.

Enid has thought of calling from every city. Sometimes she imagines Rebecca waiting for her, answering in mid-ring, but most of the time she knows that the ring will echo lonely in Rebecca's room.

The phone in the hostel says "No Long Distance", but Enid picks up the receiver anyway and listens to the dial tone until a boy with yellow dreadlocks asks her if she's nearly finished. Two months later she has a temporary office job, and she looks at the phone every day for a week but never dials.

The day after Rebecca's birthday, Enid sees a pay phone on a street corner with a poster advertising a long-passed concert pasted on the booth. She drops the change in the slot and dials quickly, before she can change her mind. She thinks of times that they called each other in the same moment, getting busy signal after busy signal.

No one answers.

drabble: untitled - idgie/ruth

[untitled] - idgie/ruth
fried green tomatoes, catching up on 12days. five gold rings. i don't have the book here, so i think there's a canon error. the spirit is the same regardless.

A ring is no guarantee, that Idgie knows for sure. When folks stand up together in church they always say "love" and "honor" and sometimes they even mean it, but when Frank Bennett said those words the only one he meant was "obey", and he just meant it in one direction.

Idgie means all of them though, and a few others besides, like cherish and protect. It is only right that Ruth comes back to her, and when Papa Threadgoode buys the café as a means for Idgie to support Ruth and the baby it's the only blessing they need.

drabble: ecstatic - neville/harry

[ecstatic] - neville/harry
total cheese. part of dorrito's every flavour mood beans.

Neville was beside himself.

He had often wanted to escape his body; the only time it had done him any good was when Uncle Algie had dropped him out the window and he had bounced across the garden. He had a sturdy wizard's body, prone to disaster.

Now he was strangely light, watching himself from above and below, amazed and unbelieving. Harry looked up at him as if he were a new thing and then came to a decision, bringing Neville back to himself with a touch and a smile.

Everything was at once terrifying and joyous, awkward and perfect.