Title: Enemies Domestic
Version: 1.0, posted 2/27/06 (originally posted to LiveJournal 4/23/05)
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Not mine. (See full disclaimer on previous page.)
Summary: Know your enemy. Before it's too late.
A/N: Written for a b7friday
challenge to write a ficlet themed on domestic matters.
Enemies Domestic
by Mistral Amara
Soolin held up the French maid's outfit for display.
"I don't know; that skirt's awfully short," said Dayna.
"They always are." Soolin shrugged. "Maybe it would be better with
fishnets?"
Dayna nodded. "It's worth a try."
***
Twenty hours later, they were lounging on Lirus 5's most pristine
beach.
"How
about another?" asked Soolin, rattling the ice cubes in what was
formerly a full drink. Dayna nodded, and Soolin waved for service.
Within moments, their glasses were being refilled with a heady mix of
specialty liqueurs and freshly squeezed fruit juice. "Mind you don't
turn your ankle in those heels," she warned.
"Thank you for your concern," spat Avon, and flounced back up the beach.
"You were right," said Dayna. "The fishnets help. Though I don't know
how you managed it."
Soolin smiled. "Did I ever tell you I was chess champion at school?"
"No."
"I didn't tell him, either."