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07 March 2010 @ 02:57 pm
051 Red  
Title: Darkness Overwhelming
Fandom: Mystic Force
Pairing: N/A
Rating: 15
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Summary/Warnings: Somewhere, all wishes come true. Toby's not really cut out for this.
Word Count: 289 / 52 682
Author's notes: My table is here. Sorry this one is late; vicious head cold.






051 Red

“Hungry?” Toby asked brightly. Zoe shook her head, bent over her work, and he sighed. “You haven’t eaten all day.”

“You can have it.”

“Zoe…”

“No.”

He grimaced, tossing the spoon back into the pot. “What are you doing?”

She held up the paper without a word, and he studied it. “Tyrannosaurus?”

“Nick.”

“This is Nick?” Toby took it gently, turning it over in his hands. “How is it Nick?”

“Red is passion and determination and strength.” Under her breath, she added, “And war.”

“I see.” Toby carefully put the little figure back into her hands. “Well, I’m pretty sure Nick wouldn’t want you starving yourself to make him a dinosaur, so…”

Zoe sighed, laying the figure and her paper aside and taking the plate he passed her. “Can I come to the field with you tomorrow?”

“Xander won’t be there.”

“Don’t care. They might know something.”

“Eat it. All. And if it’s not raining tomorrow, and you eat breakfast, you can come.”

“Slave driver.”

“Here.” Toby picked up the little dinosaur, putting it on the shelf with the other pieces. “You don’t want to sit on it.”

Zoe took an absentminded bite, looking around the room. “Maybe we could pick up afterwards. So it’s nice when they come back.”

Toby glanced around. The room was pretty grimy, he had to admit, wood piled into every corner and dirt on every surface. “No water,” he said on principle.

“No water,” she agreed docily. “But we could tidy, and maybe wipe up some of the dirt. We don’t use all the blankets.”

“Yeah,” Toby agreed. “We can do that.” She started to stand, and he added quickly, “After you eat.”

“Spoilsport,” she muttered, dropping back down beside him.