I've written another drabble. There was a vaguely coherent motive for this, but by the time I'd done the drabble I'd forgotten it.
X-men again, despite the icon. This really won't make sense unless you've seen X2. It's about all I can hope for that it'll make sense if you have.
Becuase there are happy endings, for some.
William Stryker opens his eyes. The dream fades, and it’s morning.
In the kitchen, Kyla’s at the coffee-mate, swearing softly. She finally passes him a cup of instant made.
His throat hurts when he swallows, but it passes.
Jason looks up; and for a moment his eyes are shadowed and he’s old - but then he grins and goes back to poking at his Froot Loops. William ruffles his hair in greeting, and takes the seat facing the window. There’s snow on the other side of the glass.
His wife settles beside him, and he kisses her back.
And he smiles.
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(You can honest with me. It reads like a rather banal scene with a few wasted sentences, right?)
You know, now I'm probably going to end up doing one with someone who has the very impressive power to, uh, turn into a bag of goldfish.
And whose fault is that? ;p
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