Disclaimer: Not mine they are PTerry's though I wouldn't mind owning them. Places naughty thoughts in coffee tin for later use

Rating: K+

Spoilers: Monstrous Regiment

Pairing: Maladict/Polly

Authors Note: This is un-beta read. This story was created using word of the day. Constructive criticism is welcome. So are flames for that matter. It at least means you care.

Laudable

We were worthy of high praise they said. All because Ozzer I mean Polly kicked the guy in the socks. How amusing it is that such an act is laudable. When we talked before the first disbandment she laughed. She said it was natural to kick a man in the socks. I asked her why I was never kicked in the socks when I kissed her. She smiled at me softly and would change the subject finding a way to shift my mind away from that simple question. When I told her that I was Maladicta she gave me that same soft smile. Years late I finally remember the unanswered question and ask again as we lounge in her rooms. She simply gives me a smile and tells me I was not a man I was simply her Mal. I smile back. Loving a vampire regardless of gender is really laudable.