Fanfic 100 - 015. BlueHe was blue. It was so cold, so very, very cold. I wrapped my cape around him, rubbing his arms, legs, face. Working warmth back into his body. I hated being without hearts I couldnt check for heartbeat to make sure the body I was so hurriedly warming was still alive. I bent over him, praying to Jupiter, praying to anyone, praying that he was alive.He suddenly inhales, and I only realized I was holding my breath when I inhaled with him. I felt tears in my eyes, freezing on my cheeks. He was alive. We were alive together.
JedOct - Broken PanesBROKEN PANESJedediah/OctaviusIt was 6 o clock on a Saturday evening. The guests were all on their way out the door, leaving the museum empty as the dead. The doors locked, the lights came on, and there was silence. Suddenly, the dead of the museum erupted into life. Music began to blast on the stereo system. Teddy Roosevelt rode off toward the Lewis and Clark exhibit, excited. Rex, the very large, cumbersome dinosaur, lumbered down a hallway. Everything was coming to life all around the museum, replacing the dead silence with excitement and sound.One little man in particular was already on his way out of his diorama. He dismounted his horse and paused at the edge, thinking. Tonight was different than most nights. Jedediah, the little cowboy, had a lot on his little mind. He took a little moment to convince himself to do what he had to do, before attaching a rope to the edge of the diorama. One deep breath, and he was ready to repel downwards and into the great, w
Fanfic 100 - 078. WhereI couldnt find him. He was nowhere. I had crossed the span of Rome and the West thrice over and yet there was still no sign of him. His boys were worried as I was, but for different reasons. There had been some
dissent among them ever since Jed made his relationship with me known. He had confronted a few of them days ago and was still healing from the scuffle that had erupted.Eventually, someone kicked down the door to his cabin. I heard his voice before I even got there.Shit! Damn him! Git me outta these
071. BrokenThey were drunk. Drunk and riled up like a pair of stepped on ratlers. Jedediah didnt confront them, they confronted him. One tiny miniature, still a little sore from a fall from a window, verses two very brutish and angry cowboys who had it out for the Marys head. He didnt have a chance.Octavius found him only minutes later, and when the Roman stumbled upon the broken Jedediah, he knelt down and took the cowboy lovingly into his arms. Pistol whipped, bleeding and sore, Jed still managed a smile.And yer the one that said them guns dont work.