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robinsociety2010-01-01 09:23 am
railise) wrote in robinsociety2010-01-01 09:23 am
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Intercomm fic: A New Appreciation
Title: A New Appreciation
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railise
Word Count: 100
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Robin/Marian, pre-S1
Genre: romance
Disclaimer: I have no rights to or association with the show Robin Hood, and get nothing from this other than the fun of playing in the world provided by the BBC and Tiger Aspect.
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rh_intercomm; from the prompt "dancing"
Robin had always been bored to tears by the dancing lessons his father insisted he take, despite the fact that he was quite good at it. There were much better ways to spend his time-- both time taken up by his instructor, and time spent with local lasses. But, he wasn't given a choice, so he reluctantly learned.
Now, as Marian twirled and clapped across from him, her eyes shining and her smile wide when he repeated the moves, he found himself suddenly very appreciative of those hours spent practicing at the manor.
Perhaps, his father had not been wrong, after all.
Author:
railiseWord Count: 100
Rating: G
Characters/Pairings: Robin/Marian, pre-S1
Genre: romance
Disclaimer: I have no rights to or association with the show Robin Hood, and get nothing from this other than the fun of playing in the world provided by the BBC and Tiger Aspect.
Notes: For
rh_intercomm; from the prompt "dancing"Robin had always been bored to tears by the dancing lessons his father insisted he take, despite the fact that he was quite good at it. There were much better ways to spend his time-- both time taken up by his instructor, and time spent with local lasses. But, he wasn't given a choice, so he reluctantly learned.
Now, as Marian twirled and clapped across from him, her eyes shining and her smile wide when he repeated the moves, he found himself suddenly very appreciative of those hours spent practicing at the manor.
Perhaps, his father had not been wrong, after all.