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sparcck was having a crap day and asked for cheering "fic or art or icons or ramblies or drabbles or tigs or something." I wanted to make her something, and naturally thought some LSH-fic would be just the thing.
Except I don't know Legion -- current or otherwise -- aside from the crossover with TEEN TITANS and the gorgeous Cyanotype series. At all.
I wrote her some Brainy/Lyle anyway. Though I suppose you have to kind of squint to see the pairing, and also know it's there.
On the other hand, completely all-ages appropriate.
Warnings: Cuteness and mild schmoop.
Pick-Me-Up
It figures that Brainy would be in the room Lyle had picked as most likely to be safely unoccupied.
It also figures that the little critter would choose this moment to suddenly squirm out of his arms -- well, actually, he has to admit he'd relaxed, prematurely, thinking it would be safe to in here, and that's probably all it was waiting for.
He's almost as surprised as Querl seems to be when the creature leaps directly into his lap.
Lyle holds his breath -- even before Brainy looks up from the furry little alien curling up and getting hairs all over his uniform pants, and stares directly at him.
"Invisible Kid."
He lets his breath out in a sigh of defeat, and becomes visible again. "Uh. Sorry."
"What is this?" Brainy has stopped glaring at him to look more closely at Lyle's escaped contraband. It, in turn, is looking up at Brainy's face, apparently fascinated, and emitting a sort of rhythmic buzzing sound.
"It's called a cat. It's from Earth." He doesn't mention that he'd never had or even seen a real live one before today.
"And why is it on me?"
As if in answer, it stretches out one fuzzy arm and plants its paw on Brainy's chest. "Me," it repeats.
Lyle can't help the smile, though he manages not to laugh. "I think it likes you?"
Querl regards him, and then the cat, for long, silent moments. When he touches it, tentatively, it shifts so it can rub against his hand.
"Me," it says, "me, me." The buzzing is louder, now. It's actually oddly soothing.
"Your behaviour will make an interesting subject for study," Brainy answers it.
Lyle sighs again, in relief: no more worrying about getting caught with it and having to give it up.
On the other hand, *he* may not be the one who keeps it...
Original comment version is here. I wanted to repost it, if nothing else, because there was a glaring dumbass grammar error right in the first line. And also because I keep hearing there isn't enough LSH fic out there, and everybody should get their fic itches scratched.
That's nice. Now how about some stories about Earth-based DC heroes?
Surely there must be something Jack's written that isn't comics-based?
sparcck was having a crap day and asked for cheering "fic or art or icons or ramblies or drabbles or tigs or something." I wanted to make her something, and naturally thought some LSH-fic would be just the thing.Except I don't know Legion -- current or otherwise -- aside from the crossover with TEEN TITANS and the gorgeous Cyanotype series. At all.
I wrote her some Brainy/Lyle anyway. Though I suppose you have to kind of squint to see the pairing, and also know it's there.
On the other hand, completely all-ages appropriate.
Warnings: Cuteness and mild schmoop.
Pick-Me-Up
It figures that Brainy would be in the room Lyle had picked as most likely to be safely unoccupied.
It also figures that the little critter would choose this moment to suddenly squirm out of his arms -- well, actually, he has to admit he'd relaxed, prematurely, thinking it would be safe to in here, and that's probably all it was waiting for.
He's almost as surprised as Querl seems to be when the creature leaps directly into his lap.
Lyle holds his breath -- even before Brainy looks up from the furry little alien curling up and getting hairs all over his uniform pants, and stares directly at him.
"Invisible Kid."
He lets his breath out in a sigh of defeat, and becomes visible again. "Uh. Sorry."
"What is this?" Brainy has stopped glaring at him to look more closely at Lyle's escaped contraband. It, in turn, is looking up at Brainy's face, apparently fascinated, and emitting a sort of rhythmic buzzing sound.
"It's called a cat. It's from Earth." He doesn't mention that he'd never had or even seen a real live one before today.
"And why is it on me?"
As if in answer, it stretches out one fuzzy arm and plants its paw on Brainy's chest. "Me," it repeats.
Lyle can't help the smile, though he manages not to laugh. "I think it likes you?"
Querl regards him, and then the cat, for long, silent moments. When he touches it, tentatively, it shifts so it can rub against his hand.
"Me," it says, "me, me." The buzzing is louder, now. It's actually oddly soothing.
"Your behaviour will make an interesting subject for study," Brainy answers it.
Lyle sighs again, in relief: no more worrying about getting caught with it and having to give it up.
On the other hand, *he* may not be the one who keeps it...
Original comment version is here. I wanted to repost it, if nothing else, because there was a glaring dumbass grammar error right in the first line. And also because I keep hearing there isn't enough LSH fic out there, and everybody should get their fic itches scratched.
That's nice. Now how about some stories about Earth-based DC heroes?
Surely there must be something Jack's written that isn't comics-based?
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Date: 2005-12-18 01:03 pm (UTC)