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Double Drabble: He Has His Reasons
Title: He Has His Reasons
“Honestly, right now, the only thing keeping me going is pure obstinacy. That and not wanting to disappoint Gran,” he confessed to his parents on a visit home.
“There are worse reasons, Rupert,” his mother said gently.
“Not disappointing my mother is a bloody good reason, if you ask me,” his father interjected. His wife shot him a glare.
“If I might continue?” she asked.
“Yes, dear. Sorry,” her husband replied, contritely, as her son bit back a grin. His mum and gran were the only people he knew who could keep his dad in line.
“Rupert, my darling, don’t lose heart,” his mother continued, taking his hand. “Remember that someday you are going to find not just reasons to keep going, but the reason that will make it all worth it. I promise you will.”
“Thanks, Mum.” The thought did help. (Though he wouldn’t truly understand what she meant until the day he’d met Buffy Summers, someone beyond his current ability to imagine.) “I just wish it’d happen soon.”
“Well, in the meantime, there’s always blackmail,” his father offered.
Author: Quaggy
Word Count: 200
Giles's Record Collection Prompt: "I Found a Reason" (Velvet Underground)
Notes: Crossed posted on my journal and over here on AO3.
It wasn’t easy returning to the Council fold. The snide remarks. The smug looks. Not to mention, the outright hostility.
“Honestly, right now, the only thing keeping me going is pure obstinacy. That and not wanting to disappoint Gran,” he confessed to his parents on a visit home.
“There are worse reasons, Rupert,” his mother said gently.
“Not disappointing my mother is a bloody good reason, if you ask me,” his father interjected. His wife shot him a glare.
“If I might continue?” she asked.
“Yes, dear. Sorry,” her husband replied, contritely, as her son bit back a grin. His mum and gran were the only people he knew who could keep his dad in line.
“Rupert, my darling, don’t lose heart,” his mother continued, taking his hand. “Remember that someday you are going to find not just reasons to keep going, but the reason that will make it all worth it. I promise you will.”
“Thanks, Mum.” The thought did help. (Though he wouldn’t truly understand what she meant until the day he’d met Buffy Summers, someone beyond his current ability to imagine.) “I just wish it’d happen soon.”
“Well, in the meantime, there’s always blackmail,” his father offered.
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Very nice. =)
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I know they might not take place in the same narrative, but it's interesting either way.
I know what you mean. Unless I specifically say otherwise, my drabbles are not necessarily meant to be read as being connected, but it's interesting if you take this drabble, Mirror Image and an earlier drabble of mine Father's Son as part of a sort of triptych.