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marginalia) wrote2003-11-06 09:41 pm
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all the way home -- monaboyd drabble
fluffy monaboyd drabble and a half for
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billy loses everything. his copy of fellowship tumbled into a hotel swimming pool. new clothes margaret picked out disappeared into the depths of his closet, their memory forgotten in the comfort of soft and worn, but familiar weaves. he left new zealand for the last time without even a pair of hobbit feet to his name.
it's cold in glasgow, and billy sits at the kitchen table, taking notes on script pages and drinking tea. he's pulled out of the story by a knock at the door. he opens it, and is only half surprised to see dominic. another thing he left behind.
dominic reveals pippin's scarf from behind his back, loops it around billy's neck, and tugs him close. dominic's mouth tastes like the bubble gum he chewed on the descent and billy shivers as the crisp air rushes into the room.
they step in and close the door.
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billy loses everything. his copy of fellowship tumbled into a hotel swimming pool. new clothes margaret picked out disappeared into the depths of his closet, their memory forgotten in the comfort of soft and worn, but familiar weaves. he left new zealand for the last time without even a pair of hobbit feet to his name.
it's cold in glasgow, and billy sits at the kitchen table, taking notes on script pages and drinking tea. he's pulled out of the story by a knock at the door. he opens it, and is only half surprised to see dominic. another thing he left behind.
dominic reveals pippin's scarf from behind his back, loops it around billy's neck, and tugs him close. dominic's mouth tastes like the bubble gum he chewed on the descent and billy shivers as the crisp air rushes into the room.
they step in and close the door.
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<3
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ok, I'll stop. it's sweet. I'm all... sucked into the sweetness.
aww.
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*suddenly realizes she has NO NIELDS ICONS*
*dies*
actually, this is what happens when i have to write a fic fast. it goes pure sap ;)
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<333
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ps come back. *poke*
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g'night sweetie.
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(now i'm up late tonight
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or maybe he's just chronically forgetful :)
(but i'm delighted that the tension held for you. it's hard in something so short, y'know?)
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*icon angst*
thank you :D
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*currently surfing icon communities*
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*adores*
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thank you, mah sweet :)