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The Duck Overlord
Willow
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Lucy Spraggan
Lucky Stars
For once in her life, Willow had no thoughts in her head. All her embarrassment over Caleb’s teasing? Gone. Her denial that Care would want to hang out with both her and Caleb? Gone. (She had tactfully ignored him when he’d brought it up.) Even her confusion at this… this thing that was happening, was gone. Instead, she stared slack-jawed at her friend as she danced through the crowd, blinking every minute or so to make sure this was real and happening.
She didn’t even remember approaching the crowd, only that she was here, slack-jawed and probably looking like a complete idiot. Even as Fee got closer to her and Caleb (whose presence she was only mildly aware of, such was the strength of her shock), she didn’t move for fear that something terribly wrong would happen if she somehow broke reality. Was that part of being a child of Hypnos? Was she actually capable of breaking reality? She certainly wasn’t going to find out, that was for sure.
Seriously, what the hell was going on?
Her eyes just barely made it to Fee’s face as she started… There was no good word for what Fee was doing except for caressing Caleb’s shoulders. Somehow, that kickstarted Willow’s brain, and a little tinge of the jealousy she’d had for the past year resurfaced. Her jaw clicked closed, and she swallowed as she watched Fee’s hand move across Caleb’s chest—thankfully clothed this time, at damn least. She felt Caleb’s eyes on her, probably gauging her reaction, and though they were friends again, Willow knew that the very irrational part of her wanted to do something drastic, like put Fee to sleep. Too bad she was a bit tongue-tied at the moment.
Then Fee was touching her, and suddenly, well. She couldn’t really describe it if asked. Her eyes met Fee’s, hooding sleepily, and her tensed jaw relaxed. Fee’s words threaded through her mind, and she just had to stay and watch the show, like her friend had asked. Willow even got a kiss on the cheek, probably for being so obedient, right? Wow, Fee was pretty…
As Fee left, an empty feeling of sorts rose up in Willow’s chest, and she pouted at the realization that the daughter of Aphrodite might not come back. She felt a little weird. Why was she here again?
Willow lifted her head and looked up at Caleb, her eyebrows furrowing for a second. She knew who he was, obviously. Her boyfriend. But she was all confused about what was going on. And when had those walls of flowers appeared?
Finally, too long of a moment later, Willow registered what he said. “Bed. Bed… Bed sounds good about now.” She leaned against him, her gaze drifting over to the stage and the dances Damon was now leading the crowd through. Heh. Funny. Yet as tired as she was, she knew she had to stay and watch. “Can’t go to bed yet. Have to stay and watch the show. Fee said so…”
A hard lesson Willow had halfway learned today: charmspeak and narcolepsy did not mix very well.
She didn’t even remember approaching the crowd, only that she was here, slack-jawed and probably looking like a complete idiot. Even as Fee got closer to her and Caleb (whose presence she was only mildly aware of, such was the strength of her shock), she didn’t move for fear that something terribly wrong would happen if she somehow broke reality. Was that part of being a child of Hypnos? Was she actually capable of breaking reality? She certainly wasn’t going to find out, that was for sure.
Seriously, what the hell was going on?
Her eyes just barely made it to Fee’s face as she started… There was no good word for what Fee was doing except for caressing Caleb’s shoulders. Somehow, that kickstarted Willow’s brain, and a little tinge of the jealousy she’d had for the past year resurfaced. Her jaw clicked closed, and she swallowed as she watched Fee’s hand move across Caleb’s chest—thankfully clothed this time, at damn least. She felt Caleb’s eyes on her, probably gauging her reaction, and though they were friends again, Willow knew that the very irrational part of her wanted to do something drastic, like put Fee to sleep. Too bad she was a bit tongue-tied at the moment.
Then Fee was touching her, and suddenly, well. She couldn’t really describe it if asked. Her eyes met Fee’s, hooding sleepily, and her tensed jaw relaxed. Fee’s words threaded through her mind, and she just had to stay and watch the show, like her friend had asked. Willow even got a kiss on the cheek, probably for being so obedient, right? Wow, Fee was pretty…
As Fee left, an empty feeling of sorts rose up in Willow’s chest, and she pouted at the realization that the daughter of Aphrodite might not come back. She felt a little weird. Why was she here again?
Willow lifted her head and looked up at Caleb, her eyebrows furrowing for a second. She knew who he was, obviously. Her boyfriend. But she was all confused about what was going on. And when had those walls of flowers appeared?
Finally, too long of a moment later, Willow registered what he said. “Bed. Bed… Bed sounds good about now.” She leaned against him, her gaze drifting over to the stage and the dances Damon was now leading the crowd through. Heh. Funny. Yet as tired as she was, she knew she had to stay and watch. “Can’t go to bed yet. Have to stay and watch the show. Fee said so…”
A hard lesson Willow had halfway learned today: charmspeak and narcolepsy did not mix very well.
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