A Cause for Celebration
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dorksidefikerTitle: A Cause for Celebration
Author:dorksidefiker
Fandom: Runaways
Table/Prompt: Table 1/93. Celebrate
Character/Pairing: vaRikk, vaDanti
Rating: PG
Word Count: 165
Summary: It feels like a funeral procession.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing.
vaRikk watched the reptile crawl all over vaDanti, much to the younger man’s bemusement. “She likes you,” the red head noted.
vaDanti glanced up at him, then dropped his eyes to the reptile as it crawled down his arm. “Uh-huh.”
“We should be celebrating,” vaRikk mused. “We have succeeded in our mission, and we are going home. So why does it feel like a funerary procession?”
vaDanti blinked as the lizard’s tongue flicked across his nose. “Because… it doesn’t feel like a victory?” he suggested.
vaRikk made a disgusted noise, taking his pet and letting her perch on his shoulder. “I want to celebrate. I want something that feels good. I want…” He trailed off as vaDanti looked up, meeting his eyes.
“Yeah, I know,” the blond murmured.
Author:
dorksidefikerFandom: Runaways
Table/Prompt: Table 1/93. Celebrate
Character/Pairing: vaRikk, vaDanti
Rating: PG
Word Count: 165
Summary: It feels like a funeral procession.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: I own nothing.
vaRikk watched the reptile crawl all over vaDanti, much to the younger man’s bemusement. “She likes you,” the red head noted.
vaDanti glanced up at him, then dropped his eyes to the reptile as it crawled down his arm. “Uh-huh.”
“We should be celebrating,” vaRikk mused. “We have succeeded in our mission, and we are going home. So why does it feel like a funerary procession?”
vaDanti blinked as the lizard’s tongue flicked across his nose. “Because… it doesn’t feel like a victory?” he suggested.
vaRikk made a disgusted noise, taking his pet and letting her perch on his shoulder. “I want to celebrate. I want something that feels good. I want…” He trailed off as vaDanti looked up, meeting his eyes.
“Yeah, I know,” the blond murmured.