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[sunshine_queen]

So, went to volunteering, and had an adorable time with Chou Chou, who was in rare form with her wild behavior and had a ball chatting away with me in french.

Mommy's getting take-out for dinner from the Big Cheese- remember, Nica, where we got food from when you came?

And I'm in love with my Nadia icon.

The below is my first piece of fiction in ages, disjointed and as pequeño as it is. It's for kerlin 's writing meme, so now she owes me something. So there.

word count: 305

 

There is something beautiful in her normalcy.

When she's not out doing extraordinary things, she's delightfully sane and normal. She has a daily concert with her alarm clock (her groans mingled with the drone,) makes her bed with particular care in the mornings, drinks her coffee with so much cream it's practically white. She sings in the shower and hums while she washes dishes. She likes The X-Files, Brad Pitt, and David Letterman, though she can never stay up long enough to catch him. When they watch TV at night she inevitably nods off, her head on his shoulder, or in his lap, or on his pillow, and she wakes up insisting she hadn't slept at all.

She is wonderfully easy to please, thrilled with any small gesture he makes- fixing her toothbrush in the morning, folding down the cover at night, wearing her favorite shirt of his- and it's a touching surprise to learn that she needs him. She now is free to curl up to him in misery, and does so; she holds out her arms to him for reassurance after night terrors, seeks the comfort of his embrace and his voice. She admitted to him once that his voice was the safest thing she knew.

A moderately horrific cook, she has restaurants that deliver on speed dial. She's not afraid to eat in front of him, and does so with the gusto of a teenage boy. She's not picky, but eats with particular ceremony one wouldn't expect with greasy cheese pizza or chopsticks. She jogs and can ice skate, and likes coming home with him after the game best of all. She's the girl next door he never had and never knew he wanted.

I'm homesick, she'd said once to him, and he had replied in surprise, you're home.

But you're not.

 

Comments

[thepodsquad.livejournal.com]

Dude, Madi, you ROCK ON! I wanna write like you! Truly. *nods wisely*

And the icon is gorgemous. :D

[puggywuggy.livejournal.com]

Aww. Very pretty, AS ALWAYS. You may not write all the freakin' time (you write more than I do), but somehow, you always always end up writing something extraordinary. My envy for your abilities knows no bounds.

Lovely work. :D

[yubsie]

So this is the infamous Nadia? :P

[kerlin.livejournal.com]

She's the girl next door he never had and never knew he wanted.

That, right there, that's my favorite line. This is lovely - lilting and with just the right balance between down-to-earth and more symbolic ponderings.

You really are a good writer, you know, and you should definitely do it more often. :)