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Mar. 11th, 2010 02:23 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
krazykitkatAnother alphabet fic prompt from an age ago. I'm not happy with it, but I've been putting off posting it for weeks and weeks.
U is for: under, Fritz/Brenda, The Closer, for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
crushing83
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He rests his head against the doorway. Several times.
“You can’t leave the door open, Fritz,” Brenda says, for the tenth time in significantly fewer than that minutes. “You know how Kitty just wanders off. He doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
“She knows exactly what she’s doing,” and then under his breath, “she learned from the best.”
Brenda flashes him that smile and he knows she heard.
“Okay.” He holds up his hands, sometimes it’s easier to give in. “I’ll check around the block.”
She disappears into the kitchen. “Take a can of Kitty’s favourite fish with you.”
“Say that again.” He’s almost certain he heard something.
She pokes her head around the corner. “Say what again?”
“What you said when you went in there.” She’s looking at him as if he’s going mad, which is debatable. “Just humour me.”
“Take a can of Kitty’s favourite fish--”
Brenda’s face lights up as she’s answered by a muffled miaow. She repeats, “Kitty’s favourite fish,” until the search narrows to the couch.
Dropping to her knees, she peers under the couch. A paw swats out at her hand.
“There you are, Kitty! Don’t fret, Fritzy will rescue you.”
His back twinges.
U is for: under, Fritz/Brenda, The Closer, for
crushing83~
He rests his head against the doorway. Several times.
“You can’t leave the door open, Fritz,” Brenda says, for the tenth time in significantly fewer than that minutes. “You know how Kitty just wanders off. He doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
“She knows exactly what she’s doing,” and then under his breath, “she learned from the best.”
Brenda flashes him that smile and he knows she heard.
“Okay.” He holds up his hands, sometimes it’s easier to give in. “I’ll check around the block.”
She disappears into the kitchen. “Take a can of Kitty’s favourite fish with you.”
“Say that again.” He’s almost certain he heard something.
She pokes her head around the corner. “Say what again?”
“What you said when you went in there.” She’s looking at him as if he’s going mad, which is debatable. “Just humour me.”
“Take a can of Kitty’s favourite fish--”
Brenda’s face lights up as she’s answered by a muffled miaow. She repeats, “Kitty’s favourite fish,” until the search narrows to the couch.
Dropping to her knees, she peers under the couch. A paw swats out at her hand.
“There you are, Kitty! Don’t fret, Fritzy will rescue you.”
His back twinges.
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Date: 2010-03-10 09:11 pm (UTC)I love it. It's very much Brenda and Fritz.
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Date: 2010-03-15 03:05 pm (UTC)Thank you, my annoying sister ;)