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storypaint) wrote2009-12-28 02:16 pm
storypaint) wrote2009-12-28 02:16 pm
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Needlefanged (Bella gen)
Title: Needlefanged
Fandom: Twilight
Length: 131 words
Prompt: Three-Sentence Fic-a-thon: Twilight, Bella, Go Ask Alice
Pairing: Edward/Bella mentioned; Bella gen
Other: PG for dark themes
Excerpt: Sometime in the twenty-third century Bella begins to wonder if vampirism is a dream, an addiction, the ultimate desire.
Sometime in the twenty-third century Bella begins to wonder if vampirism is a dream, an addiction, the ultimate desire, and she plugs into the Internet, golden eyes sharp, reading over symptom after symptom, but she can come to no conclusion, so finally she asks her husband for his opinion.
"Love and family," he answers after a moment, "are the best kind of addictions I know," and he hugs her close; she shuts her eyes and lets the thought go for another century, but then, when the bloodlust rises and there is less and less to spend it on, she begins to feel like a junkie, desperate for her fix, watching her eyes darken in the mirror and not knowing what to do with her thirst.
On a Tuesday in May, she bites Edward.
Fandom: Twilight
Length: 131 words
Prompt: Three-Sentence Fic-a-thon: Twilight, Bella, Go Ask Alice
Pairing: Edward/Bella mentioned; Bella gen
Other: PG for dark themes
Excerpt: Sometime in the twenty-third century Bella begins to wonder if vampirism is a dream, an addiction, the ultimate desire.
Sometime in the twenty-third century Bella begins to wonder if vampirism is a dream, an addiction, the ultimate desire, and she plugs into the Internet, golden eyes sharp, reading over symptom after symptom, but she can come to no conclusion, so finally she asks her husband for his opinion.
"Love and family," he answers after a moment, "are the best kind of addictions I know," and he hugs her close; she shuts her eyes and lets the thought go for another century, but then, when the bloodlust rises and there is less and less to spend it on, she begins to feel like a junkie, desperate for her fix, watching her eyes darken in the mirror and not knowing what to do with her thirst.
On a Tuesday in May, she bites Edward.