WTF Is Schmoop? 29/29
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whedonistTitle: Why Don’t You & I
Fandom: Jossverse
Pairing Faith/River
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. These ladies belong to other people. I’m toying with them for a bit of recreational fun and to challenge my sanity.
Summary: Def. Settle Down – Coming home to a mess and not minding too much.
A/N: Last day of February is here, *yay* or *boo & hiss* - I guess we’ll leave that up to you. The part that does concern me is that this is the last of the Schmoopiness from Team Whedonist. I hope everyone’s read and enjoyed a little bit of whatever one struck your fancy. A big thank you to those that have read and left their thoughts and a slightly bigger one to the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
valyssia monster for nudging me this way to get involved and for doing a bit of prereading on a few of these – she’s awesome. Take care everyone!
Why Don’t You and I
Faith’s eyebrows rose as she entered her home. The couch in the living room was cushionless. The lamp on the end table overturned. The house was, in short, a disaster area. “Riv!” she called out. The slayer frowned as she was met with silence.
Curious, she moved through the quiet house and stopped in the kitchen where paw prints and footprints tracked across the tiled floor towards the sliding glass door that led to their backyard. Shaking her head, she tossed her messenger bag on the kitchen counter and headed out back.
It was there that she found her girlfriend. River and the pit-bull mix, Jayne, they had rescued from the pound covered, head-to-foot and nose-to-tail, in mud.
River was dancing around the yapping dog. The stump of a thing it called a tail wiggled back and forth as he tried to catch his mistress’ skirt. Faith sighed and leaned against the railing on the porch. Propping her head in her hand she leaned forward and waited.
River finally stilled and smiled when she saw Faith. “Hi,” she greeted.
“What happened?” Faith asked, quirking a brow and hooking a thumb over her shoulder.
“I tried to give Jayne a bath,” River admitted. “He’s as adverse to them as the man for whom he’s named.”
Fandom: Jossverse
Pairing Faith/River
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. These ladies belong to other people. I’m toying with them for a bit of recreational fun and to challenge my sanity.
Summary: Def. Settle Down – Coming home to a mess and not minding too much.
A/N: Last day of February is here, *yay* or *boo & hiss* - I guess we’ll leave that up to you. The part that does concern me is that this is the last of the Schmoopiness from Team Whedonist. I hope everyone’s read and enjoyed a little bit of whatever one struck your fancy. A big thank you to those that have read and left their thoughts and a slightly bigger one to the
valyssia monster for nudging me this way to get involved and for doing a bit of prereading on a few of these – she’s awesome. Take care everyone!Faith’s eyebrows rose as she entered her home. The couch in the living room was cushionless. The lamp on the end table overturned. The house was, in short, a disaster area. “Riv!” she called out. The slayer frowned as she was met with silence.
Curious, she moved through the quiet house and stopped in the kitchen where paw prints and footprints tracked across the tiled floor towards the sliding glass door that led to their backyard. Shaking her head, she tossed her messenger bag on the kitchen counter and headed out back.
It was there that she found her girlfriend. River and the pit-bull mix, Jayne, they had rescued from the pound covered, head-to-foot and nose-to-tail, in mud.
River was dancing around the yapping dog. The stump of a thing it called a tail wiggled back and forth as he tried to catch his mistress’ skirt. Faith sighed and leaned against the railing on the porch. Propping her head in her hand she leaned forward and waited.
River finally stilled and smiled when she saw Faith. “Hi,” she greeted.
“What happened?” Faith asked, quirking a brow and hooking a thumb over her shoulder.
“I tried to give Jayne a bath,” River admitted. “He’s as adverse to them as the man for whom he’s named.”
