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TDIR: Convergence (1)
Fandom: The Dark Is Rising
Pairing: Jane/Mary
Warnings: None
Chapter: One
Rating: G
Summary: Jane receives a letter from Will, asking if she and her brothers want to stay with his family for a while. For![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
10lilies.
"Got a letter from Will," Jane says, slowly. Simon looks up, raising an eyebrow at her, but Barney is already dreaming up what he'll sketch today, and barely even notices. Simon elbows him to get him to pay attention.
"What's it say?"
Jane squints at the letter a moment longer, trying to decipher Will's tiny, rounded writing. "He's inviting us to stay with him... He says his twin brothers are away somewhere, so you can have their beds, and his sister Gwen has just left home, so I can share his sister Mary's room."
"Super!" Barney says, and then takes a big bite of his neglected cereal. Simon nods thoughtfully.
"It'd be nice to see Will again. I don't suppose Bran will be there?"
"No," Jane says, not sure if she's sad about that or not. She thought she liked Bran at one point, but... Last time they went to see Will, they didn't stay long. Bran was there, that time, and was his usual arrogant self. Jane had found herself spending more time with Mary Stanton than with Will, her brothers and Bran. It wouldn't be a hardship sharing a room with Mary -- Jane remembered her being quick to complain, and rather vain, but it hadn't bothered her. She'd thought Mary very pretty: a little plump, perhaps, but healthy and more or less happy.
Simon waves his hand in front of her face. "Hellooo?"
Jane blinks. "What?"
"I said, are you going to write back and tell him we're going, then?"
She looks up at their mother, who is busy washing her water jars out in the sink. "Mother? Can we go and stay with the Stantons for... two weeks, this time? Anytime during the summer, Will says."
"We'll see," her mother says, vaguely. She fills one of the jars with fresh water, humming softly to herself. "I don't see why not."
Barney whoops enthusiastically. Simon rolls his eyes. Jane smiles as well, thinking of sharing a room with Mary Stanton, and how nice it will be to see her again and to have the company of a girl for once.
"Let's hope Jane won't spend the whole holiday flirting with Will," Simon says, poking her in the arm. "I recognise that dreamy look. It'll be pretty tiresome if she is."
"Yeah, Jane's boring when she fancies someone. She'll follow him around like a lost puppy." Barney makes a face.
"I will not! I wasn't even thinking about Will -- " she starts, and then she stops, mortified. She's glad Simon and Barney can't read her mind and find out who she was thinking about -- they'd be teasing her about being an odd one for weeks, and she wasn't even thinking about her like that. Or, well, not really, anyway.
Barney grins at her. "Will and Jane sitting in a tree, k-i-s -- "
Jane hits him hard in the arm. "I don't fancy Will!"
"Of course not," Simon says, smiling indulgently.
"Don't squabble, children," Mother says, picking up a bundle of cleaned paintbrushes and heading back to her painting. Barney sticks his tongue out at Jane the minute he's sure the coast is clear. Jane decides to cultivate icy dignity.
Pairing: Jane/Mary
Warnings: None
Chapter: One
Rating: G
Summary: Jane receives a letter from Will, asking if she and her brothers want to stay with his family for a while. For
10lilies."Got a letter from Will," Jane says, slowly. Simon looks up, raising an eyebrow at her, but Barney is already dreaming up what he'll sketch today, and barely even notices. Simon elbows him to get him to pay attention.
"What's it say?"
Jane squints at the letter a moment longer, trying to decipher Will's tiny, rounded writing. "He's inviting us to stay with him... He says his twin brothers are away somewhere, so you can have their beds, and his sister Gwen has just left home, so I can share his sister Mary's room."
"Super!" Barney says, and then takes a big bite of his neglected cereal. Simon nods thoughtfully.
"It'd be nice to see Will again. I don't suppose Bran will be there?"
"No," Jane says, not sure if she's sad about that or not. She thought she liked Bran at one point, but... Last time they went to see Will, they didn't stay long. Bran was there, that time, and was his usual arrogant self. Jane had found herself spending more time with Mary Stanton than with Will, her brothers and Bran. It wouldn't be a hardship sharing a room with Mary -- Jane remembered her being quick to complain, and rather vain, but it hadn't bothered her. She'd thought Mary very pretty: a little plump, perhaps, but healthy and more or less happy.
Simon waves his hand in front of her face. "Hellooo?"
Jane blinks. "What?"
"I said, are you going to write back and tell him we're going, then?"
She looks up at their mother, who is busy washing her water jars out in the sink. "Mother? Can we go and stay with the Stantons for... two weeks, this time? Anytime during the summer, Will says."
"We'll see," her mother says, vaguely. She fills one of the jars with fresh water, humming softly to herself. "I don't see why not."
Barney whoops enthusiastically. Simon rolls his eyes. Jane smiles as well, thinking of sharing a room with Mary Stanton, and how nice it will be to see her again and to have the company of a girl for once.
"Let's hope Jane won't spend the whole holiday flirting with Will," Simon says, poking her in the arm. "I recognise that dreamy look. It'll be pretty tiresome if she is."
"Yeah, Jane's boring when she fancies someone. She'll follow him around like a lost puppy." Barney makes a face.
"I will not! I wasn't even thinking about Will -- " she starts, and then she stops, mortified. She's glad Simon and Barney can't read her mind and find out who she was thinking about -- they'd be teasing her about being an odd one for weeks, and she wasn't even thinking about her like that. Or, well, not really, anyway.
Barney grins at her. "Will and Jane sitting in a tree, k-i-s -- "
Jane hits him hard in the arm. "I don't fancy Will!"
"Of course not," Simon says, smiling indulgently.
"Don't squabble, children," Mother says, picking up a bundle of cleaned paintbrushes and heading back to her painting. Barney sticks his tongue out at Jane the minute he's sure the coast is clear. Jane decides to cultivate icy dignity.