SN ficlet: Freckles

[out_there]

Since mireille asked for text messages to stave off the terrible boredom, I sent her this:

Freckles

It’s the smattering of freckles on Dan’s neck that always does Casey in. Up to that point, he can argue against recklessness, against foolishness.

He can say practical things like “Not here” or “Not now” or occasionally, “Glass walls, Danny!” Sometimes they even work. More often, they don’t.

More often, Dan smirks - tilting his head so that Casey can’t help noticing those damn freckles - and Casey knows he lost the game before he started.

Luckily, Casey’s pretty good at dragging Dan to the supply closet these days.

Comments

[delurker.livejournal.com]

Aw. *feels happy*

[roxymissrose.livejournal.com]

Like a lovely piece of chocolate!

[phoebesmum.livejournal.com]

Next time I'm ill (I do have a bit of a cut on my thumb ...?) I shall know where to go for entertainment. Lovely!

... owing to new flat screen taking some getting used to, eyes being very old, and brain not being quite up to speed yet (I like the 'yet'; it implies brain is ever going to be up to speed), I read the title as 'Feckless'. Hm.

[ahab99.livejournal.com]

So cute! I especially like "Glass walls, Danny!" :)

[soullux.livejournal.com]

That's so adorable! And I love the 'glass walls' line! *snigger*

[that_mireille]

And she loved it. Thanks.

[meadowlion.livejournal.com]

Ah, fun. =) The little nod to the white dress shirt idea is cool.