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18 February 2010 @ 10:31 pm
088 Summer  
Title: Darkness Overwhelming
Fandom: Mystic Force
Pairing: N/A
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary/Warnings: Somewhere, all wishes come true. Chip doesn't face reality.
Word Count: 41 / 52 682
Author's notes: My table is here.

088 Summer

“I remember all my life…raining down as cold as…Oh, no, that’s wrong. We’re all going on a summer holiday…”

“Chip, keep it down a little.” Xander rolled over, tugging his blanket up. “Vida’s asleep.”

“Why are you singing about the summer anyway?” Maddie asked.

“I could sing Christmas carols if you’d prefer,” he offered brightly. “More seasonal.”

“It’s May,” Xander pointed out.

“Yes. It’s also below freezing.” Chip shifted, pulling a corner of Xander’s blanket over his shoulder. Xander rolled towards him to give him more slack, wrapping his arms around Maddie.

“Hi,” she said, amused.

“Hi,” he sighed, curling against her. “Chip, no more singing.”

“Spoilsport.” His voice was more serious when he continued, “What do we do if it gets colder?”

“We keep burning fuel, we keep eating, we stay alive,” Xander said easily.

“Ryan says that less people are going for supplies.” Chip knew Xander knew this, they’d been sitting together when Nick had reported it, but he couldn’t stop speaking. “He says they’re using less supplies every day.”

“More for us,” Maddie said lightly, brushing a hand through Xander’s hair. He was tense, but he wasn’t trying to get away, and she was glad. He seemed to spend all his time running away from them lately.

“It’s like grave robbing,” Chip murmured.

“If that’s what it takes,” Xander said sharply.

“We don’t do that!” Chip swallowed hard, looking absolutely horrified.


No, Xander. There are things you don’t do.”

“Right, you don’t starve or freeze if you don’t have to.” He softened in the face of Chips’ terror. “I don’t mean actual grave robbing, Chip. We’re not going looking. But if the guardians have more to spare, we can’t turn it down. There’s too many of us, and the Elves’ berries aren’t going to last much longer.”

“No grave robbing?” Chip asked warily.

“Do you honestly think my sister would ever talk to me again?”

“Well, no,” Chip admitted.

“Right. We’re not doing anything like that. But we’ll take any extra help the Guardians can give us, got it?”

“Got it,” Chip agreed quietly, ducking his head.

“Good. Can you go let Nick come in, please?”

Chip nodded, letting himself out; Maddie smiled at Xander, squeezing his shoulder before going to help Clare, and he settled himself back beside Vida.

“You’re totally going grave robbing,” she mumbled into her blanket.

“If that’s what it takes, yeah. Go back to sleep.”

“Xander?” Nick was leaning around the doorframe. “Can you come here for a second?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing. Just need you for a second.”

Vida started to rise; Xander put a hand on her back, holding her until she stopped moving and then rising to his feet. “This better be important,” he said, just loudly enough for Nick to hear him.

Toby was standing out in the hall.