Title: Points of View
Author: QueenWillie
Pairing: Daniel/Wilhelmina
Rating: R for Language
Disclaimer: Not mine, end of.
Summary: A selection of Drabbles told from different characters Points of View regarding Daniel and Wilhelmina as a couple.
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Amanda
Vindicated
Oh come on, please, I totally knew. Not that anyone would ever listen to me. Okay, not that I actually voiced my exact thoughts but people can tell what I'm thinking just by my eyes. I have very expressive eyes, like when I squint them like this I'm thinking 'oh I would so tap that.' Or when I narrow them like this you know I'm totally mad at you; oh, and when they go all wide at Betty she knows it's because she's wearing something gag worthy. When it comes to my eyes, I'm like one of those lizard things that change colours with their emotions, what is it again? Oh yeah, I'm totally an Iguana. So, I mean, they should have known I knew, right? Although Marc says I didn't and that the only time I have expressive eyes is when I see Doritos.
Finding out will be forever remembered as one of the best days in Mode. Sitting on Marc's desk, it may not be right outside her office anymore but still has a great vantage point. Anyway, all I really remember is a scream, a slap, a shout, a crash and then lots more shouting until Claire stormed out of Wilhelmina's office, Daniel and Wilhelmina following her. No one had a clue what was happening until Claire did us all a big favour by yelling. 'You know Daniel, it's one thing to figuratively get into bed with this snake to save the company but to get into her actual bed...I don't know who you are anymore.' I swear it was better than any Lifetime movie you've ever seen.
Okay, so, I'll admit I'm a teeny bit jealous, I mean it's always hard for me to see Daniel with another woman, even though I am so completely over him, I AM. At least I don't have to deal with them making moon eyes in the office, that's not exactly Wilhelmina's style. In fact the one time he tried to kiss her good morning she stapled his hand to the contract he was holding.
One thing I wanna know, though, is how it all started. I doubt Daniel stopped by the office one night to ask her on a date, I bet it was here, in the office, on a desk. I bet it was an argument, tempers flaring, temperatures rising until something snapped and suddenly clothes were being ripped and he threw her on the desk and...I need a shower.