fic: Ice Cream
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searains asked me to post this in my journal rather than posting it to hers to 'keep her IRL friends and art friends away'. So in summary: I started the 'verse but it's not my fic, collab or otherwise. All loving should go in her direction, not mine. ..but just comment here and she'll get it. Kay?
(..I should really start an official archive post. Oh well, I'll do it when I post my third one.)
Title: Ice Cream
Characters: Elena, Ike/Soren, Boyd
Rating: PG
Word Count: 734
Summary: Ike is free from no lady's attentions.
A/N: For the Chocolateverse Collab, set approximately 4 years after Uninvited Guest. I suggest you read it first, it's quite good! I was kind of iffy about posting this, but measuring encouraged me so here it is!
Elena loved going to Uncle Ike's house. Uncle Oscar made the best treats and pasta, and Uncle Rolf had the best board games, but Uncle Ike was the best for reasons that she didn't really understand yet. He was just so cool. He would let her ride around on his shoulders all day and teach her how to throw a baseball properly, and buy her anything she liked. Dad would do the last one too, but he would get a clouting from Mom whenever it occurred too often. Dad called Mom his "keeper". Nobody ever crossed, or kept, Uncle Ike. It probably had something to do with him being big and strong and really, really nice, because everyone liked Uncle Ike. Especially Elena.
The only bad part about being at Uncle Ike's house all the time was Uncle Soren. Uncle Soren was the scariest of all her uncles. Dad told her that he was a snake, actually, a poisonous one. He told her that if Uncle Soren was ever mean to her, she should "Run and tell Uncle Ike right away. He's the only one who is immune to the poison, and can handle him."
"Isn't tattling bad though?" She asked.
"Soren is a very special exception." He told her, and gave her a pat on the head.
Sometimes Elena wondered if Ike was really immune to Soren's poison. Why else would Ike spend much time around the scary man? And when she rode around piggyback style, she would notice marks on Ike's neck, marks in the shape of teeth.
Uncle Ike was so cool and amazing and strong, she thought, he couldn't possibly fall prey to that kind of small thing. But... she had seen a documentary on TV talking about how really small snakes can kill even a bear with a single bite!
Dad said he was immune, she internally. Still, she wondered. Dad wasn't always right, and Uncle Soren seemed mighty poisonous. So one day when she noticed a particularly large and red bite mark, she took it upon herself to protect Uncle Ike.
First she tried pointing it out, but Uncle Ike just laughed and told her not to worry about it. Obviously he was under the mind-control-poison already, so she had to take matters into her own hands. When Mom and Dad had to go away for a weekend and left her at Uncle Ike's house, she paid especially close attention to them. Friday seemed to go fairly normally, Uncle Soren was late coming back from work, so Uncle Ike picked up a pizza. Pepperoni and sausage was his favorite, so she resolved to make it her favorite too. Tucked in bed, she heard the door open and what must have been Uncle Soren come in, but it was too late and she drifted off to sleep to their muffled voices.
It wasn't until Saturday night she noticed something off about them. After they had put her to bed, she couldn't sleep. And she swore that she could hear groaning from the next room over. If she could get proof, she decided, it would be best. So she slipped down from the bed, donned her slippers, and crossed the hallway as quiet as a mouse. She opened the door to their room just the smallest crack, and let out a gasp that she couldn't quite stifle in time.
Uncle Soren was most definitely trying to suck out Uncle Ike's soul through this mouth.
...Or maybe not. They snapped apart at the sound and stared at her. Well, Ike stared, Soren glowered his meanest glower. But Uncle Ike was in the room so she couldn't back down. She gathered her courage and stared right back, and to her surprise, Uncle Soren didn't hiss and threaten to throw her out the window, but merely turned back to Ike and said, "Am I seriously going to have to fight this bite-sized mite for your affection?" and Uncle Ike laughed and kissed him.
That was the day that she discovered Uncle Soren's secret weakness. If she looked him straight in the eyes just the right way, he'd let her do whatever she wanted. He even bought her ice cream once - she henceforth decided that he couldn't be that bad. Decent enough, maybe. Nowhere near good enough for Uncle Ike though, but he seemed to like Uncle Soren back, and that's what mattered, probably.
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this is going to make it look like I'm talking to myself
Date: 2009-04-10 01:09 pm (UTC)Re: this is going to make it look like I'm talking to myself
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Date: 2009-04-10 04:10 pm (UTC)Also, you kept the "throwing out of windows" part XD
and the eyes.
ANd AHDCJKDFS I LOVE KIDDY LOGIC. BETTER PREPARE AN ANTIDOTE, ELENA
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Date: 2009-04-11 05:36 pm (UTC)Daaaaaawwwwwww!
Date: 2009-07-31 03:28 pm (UTC)The fact that Soren handled it so well is just... so... SOREN!
I like Soren. Can you tell? I hope not.
ANYWAY! It's great! 8D
Re: Daaaaaawwwwwww!
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