057 fic - Big Brother
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Title: Big Brother
Author:
firefly_124
Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Prompt: 057 – Simon
Characters/Pairing (if any): Simon, River
So small. Huddled in the cryo-chamber, unconscious for now, waiting for him to activate it. Just one fairly small girl. How could anyone see her as a threat? All he could see was his sister.
“Triggers and safe words. What have they done to you?” he asked her quietly. “What have they turned you into?”
Persephone was still a little too big. A little too busy. Facilities on Boros weren’t much, but he’d see what he could order by way of the cortex. He still had a little money left, and he could probably set up as a village doctor somewhere, at least for a little while. Until they came looking.
“Simon,” his father had said long ago, “come meet your new sister.”
He’d looked at the squashed little face, unsure how to react. She was awfully red. Weren’t babies supposed to be cute? He looked to his mother.
“You’re a big brother now. It’s your job to look out for her.”
Somewhere, a door slammed.
“I’ll figure it out, River,” he breathed. “I promise. First we’ve got to get out of here.”
He smoothed her hair back from her face and sealed the lid of the chamber.
“I promise.”
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Rating: G
Word Count: 200
Prompt: 057 – Simon
Characters/Pairing (if any): Simon, River
So small. Huddled in the cryo-chamber, unconscious for now, waiting for him to activate it. Just one fairly small girl. How could anyone see her as a threat? All he could see was his sister.
“Triggers and safe words. What have they done to you?” he asked her quietly. “What have they turned you into?”
Persephone was still a little too big. A little too busy. Facilities on Boros weren’t much, but he’d see what he could order by way of the cortex. He still had a little money left, and he could probably set up as a village doctor somewhere, at least for a little while. Until they came looking.
“Simon,” his father had said long ago, “come meet your new sister.”
He’d looked at the squashed little face, unsure how to react. She was awfully red. Weren’t babies supposed to be cute? He looked to his mother.
“You’re a big brother now. It’s your job to look out for her.”
Somewhere, a door slammed.
“I’ll figure it out, River,” he breathed. “I promise. First we’ve got to get out of here.”
He smoothed her hair back from her face and sealed the lid of the chamber.
“I promise.”
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Date: 2008-03-19 08:34 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-03-20 09:48 am (UTC)Weren’t babies supposed to be cute?
It always amazes me what older children actually see when we present the new siblings to them, and the way they come through in the end.
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Date: 2008-03-20 10:41 am (UTC)I vaguely remember being rather unimpressed with both my younger siblings. Kind of amusing, considering I'd been begging for them!
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