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Title: The Charm
Author: Fallon Ash
Fandoms: Relic Hunter, Gilmore Girls
Pairing: Sydney/Lorelai
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit.
Word Count: 386
Summary: Three meetings.
A/N: Written for my own WTF27.
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Sydney and Lorelai's first meeting is one that Lorelai would rather forget. Lorelai turned a corner and walked straight into Sydney, and even had time to call her a 'blind Amazon' and start to walk away before realizing that she hadn't, as so many times before, unconsciously drunken all her coffee; she'd spilt it all over the other woman. Lorelai apologized profusely and ran to hide behind Luke's counter where he proceeded to yell at her for being in the way loud enough for the Amazon to stick her head in to enquire if everything was alright.
*
Their second meeting wasn't at all better. Lorelai was on the front porch of the Inn, telling Rory on the phone of the silly archaeologist she's expecting who wanted to look at some old furniture in the attic. She was interrupted by a voice behind her telling her that if she's Lorelai Gilmore, then the silly archaeologist is wondering where she might find the attic. Lorelai turned around with a sinking feeling to face the Amazon from before.
“Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm... there are no words for how utterly I've... I should be crawling at your feet, that's how sorry I am. I'd offer you my first-born, but she just turned 21 and might be stronger than I am, so that would be a problem, and I don't suppose you'd want my body, so...”
At which point her profusely blushing self was gratefully interrupted by a raised eyebrow and “Attic?”
“Right. Follow me. I'll be quiet the entire way.” She added as an afterthought.
*
Lorelai is pretty certain she deserves to be scared three feet into the air the third time they meet, and even throws an entirely unintentional little shriek in for free at the soft voice in her ear. However, when the words register the shiver that starts at the back of her neck and spreads through her body threatens to to deposit her flat on her ass.
“You know, if you were serious about offering me your body, I'd be more than happy to accept. I'd even take you out for a drink first.”
Lorelai is doubtful she deserves a fourth meeting, but after taking half a second to look her companion over she figures she'd be a fool do decline.
***
Author: Fallon Ash
Fandoms: Relic Hunter, Gilmore Girls
Pairing: Sydney/Lorelai
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine, no profit.
Word Count: 386
Summary: Three meetings.
A/N: Written for my own WTF27.
***
Sydney and Lorelai's first meeting is one that Lorelai would rather forget. Lorelai turned a corner and walked straight into Sydney, and even had time to call her a 'blind Amazon' and start to walk away before realizing that she hadn't, as so many times before, unconsciously drunken all her coffee; she'd spilt it all over the other woman. Lorelai apologized profusely and ran to hide behind Luke's counter where he proceeded to yell at her for being in the way loud enough for the Amazon to stick her head in to enquire if everything was alright.
*
Their second meeting wasn't at all better. Lorelai was on the front porch of the Inn, telling Rory on the phone of the silly archaeologist she's expecting who wanted to look at some old furniture in the attic. She was interrupted by a voice behind her telling her that if she's Lorelai Gilmore, then the silly archaeologist is wondering where she might find the attic. Lorelai turned around with a sinking feeling to face the Amazon from before.
“Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I'm... there are no words for how utterly I've... I should be crawling at your feet, that's how sorry I am. I'd offer you my first-born, but she just turned 21 and might be stronger than I am, so that would be a problem, and I don't suppose you'd want my body, so...”
At which point her profusely blushing self was gratefully interrupted by a raised eyebrow and “Attic?”
“Right. Follow me. I'll be quiet the entire way.” She added as an afterthought.
*
Lorelai is pretty certain she deserves to be scared three feet into the air the third time they meet, and even throws an entirely unintentional little shriek in for free at the soft voice in her ear. However, when the words register the shiver that starts at the back of her neck and spreads through her body threatens to to deposit her flat on her ass.
“You know, if you were serious about offering me your body, I'd be more than happy to accept. I'd even take you out for a drink first.”
Lorelai is doubtful she deserves a fourth meeting, but after taking half a second to look her companion over she figures she'd be a fool do decline.
***
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