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Here's another schmoop! The ending seems short, but I couldn't figure out how to extend it longer and keep it from feeling forced. So it's just a little bit of cute. Of course, anything with Peter and Alice is cute to the max. :D

Peter heard Alice when he got home. There was a strange sniffling coming from the direction of his girlfriend’s room at the top of the stairs, and he headed up that way immediately. The door was slightly open, as if she had tried to push it closed, but it didn’t quite make it all the way there. He dropped his backpack outside the door and pushed it open slightly. “Al?”

She lay facedown on her bed and was trying to muffle her tears into her pillow. It took a second for him to realize that Alice was actually crying - something he had never seen her do before. Peter stepped into the room and shut the door behind him. She heard the click and looked up as he sat down on the bed beside her and reached out to rub her back.

“What’s wrong, Al?” he asked, preparing himself to hear whatever had upset her so much.

“Oh, Peter,” she cried aloud, and then he found himself holding a sobbing Alice in his arms.

“Aw, Alice, it’s okay,” he murmured, continuing to rub her back as she cried. He still had no idea what was wrong, but figured that it must be something pretty bad, with the way she was carrying on. After a few minutes she had calmed enough for him to hand her a tissue to blow her nose into. She climbed into his lap and laid her head on his shoulder, letting him put his arms tight around her comfortingly. “What happened?” Peter asked again, expecting the worst.

“I... I accidentally...” Alice gulped, then forced the words out. “I didn’t mean to do it... but there was a daemon... and I... I... killed it!”

Peter blinked. “Wait, what?”

Fortunately for him, Alice mistook his response for one of sympathy rather than surprise. “I didn’t mean to... I think it may have been weaker than I thought... and I... the poor thing was just minding its own business and I killed it!”

From anyone else, this would sound ridiculous, but Peter knew that Alice always tried to save the possessed creature rather than kill the daemon and its host. For her to have killed something outright... “Hey now, you didn’t mean to... sometimes things just happen. We all know you didn’t mean to hurt it.” Peter brushed her mussed hair back into place, then bent down and kissed her forehead.

“I just can’t believe that I did that... I don’t know what happened...” Alice sniffed again. She looked up at him, grey eyes rimmed red, and another tear slipped down her cheek.

“I know, Al, I know.” He brushed the tear aside and touched his forehead to hers. He felt bad that she was so distraught, but he didn’t know how else to console her other than reassuring her that she hadn’t meant to hurt it. Peter hoped that holding her for as long as she needed him to would help. Whatever it took for her to smile again, he would do.

Now for the next prompt!!! It'll probably be Lynn/Reed. <3

Date: 2011-06-29 11:37 pm (UTC)
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Awwwwwwwww. I still think my favorite bit is the last line. <3

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