So I didn't know what I was going to do after finishing Hunting Party, but after the MASSIVE response after the completion of that piece you all gave me a little pick me up to keep writing. Although I want to do something a little easier than Hunting Party where I was restricted to the music, so I thought I would just make a spot where I can put some random stuff in it. I know there are a lot of drabble pieces in the Arrow fandom, all of them are excellent and I just hope that I be half as good as the others are.
So where to start? I really want to do some stuff that I haven't read a lot. In my opinion one of the most pivotal episodes so far has been The Dodger episode. That totally changed the dynamic of the show from Felicity being his go to I.T. girl that shows up every episode to being his partner, AND the turning point of that episode is the gold dress, it was the first time that the series showed off the idea that not only could Felicity play the smart girl but she could be a bombshell as well.
So it got me thinking, what got Felicity to choose THAT dress? Well here's what I think happened.
As customary I don't own the characters of Arrow because I'm just not that cool.
Go for the Gold
Felicity knows that it has only been eight hours, fifty-six minutes, and forty-six seconds since she woke up this morning, however it feels as if it's been eighteen hours instead. How in the hell did she get herself in to this situation? She was joining Oliver Queen, THEE OLIVER QUEEN at a charity auction. She knows that the only reason she is going is to track when The Dodger makes a move on the broach that somehow Oliver was able to overnight, if pieces of jewelry worth close to if more than a million dollars can be overnighted, how does that work anyway?
Anyway, she knows that she is way out of her league here, but for a certain amount of time people are going to see her with Oliver Queen, she can't simply dress in her nerdtire, which is what she calls her blouse and knee length skirt combination, everyone will know that she just a lonely I.T. girl who lives by herself in a small apartment close to the Glades. She could go with a neutral color, like he black dress, then she immediately erases that thought out of her mind because pulling out an LBD while standing next to Oliver Queen might make her look she's desperate, which is not totally false but she doesn't have to announce it to the world.
"Blue what about blue?" She flips to her closet and only finds a attire that looks more like business attire, and then she has that zipper dress which is totally sending the wrong message. "Oh God, I got an hour and a half and I can't even do my makeup yet until I know what I'm going to wear!" Then she sees the phone, "No, I can't, I won't, I will not, I am not," she snorts, "Damn it!" She snatches the phone and dials a Las Vegas phone number, "Please don't pick up, please don't pick up, please don't pick up."
"You've reached Donna Smoak, I'm not able to come to the phone…"
"Oh thank God!" Felicity exhales.
She walks back into her closet and starts going through her dress bags, red, no to sultry, "I really like red though, no I'll look like a call girl. She flips through and finds a fuchsia dress, it's vibrant like her personality that could work, but it seemed to fun, "Jesus it's a charity auction not a date!" Then the image of her on a date with Oliver Queen, candlelight dinner small talk, her inviting her into her apartment, Felicity shakes the image out of her head, "Your just his I.T. girl, he's just bringing you because…why is he bringing me? Oh yeah because I can track down a jewelry thief, if he could get one of his sex vixens to do it than I wouldn't be here flinging dresses aroun…"
Then she sees it, she forgot it was their she bought it in Vegas after a night of counting cards, her adrenaline had been flowing through her so much, the fact that she hadn't been eighty-sixed out of this particular place. She decided to go to the boutiques at the Bellagio and spend her earnings immediately so that they couldn't take it away from her. It was gold, but not that bright cocktail waitress gold, it was more of an antique gold, in the dim lights in the back of her closet the dress almost looked black, but out in the light it shimmered a uniqueness that was worthy of whatever multi-thousand dollar tuxedo Oliver would be wearing, oh God Oliver Queen is going to be wearing a tuxedo and looking for her, "No, it's too much, it's…it's…it."
She carefully pulls the dress bag out of the closet and removes the dress out of the bag, the dress barely reaches her mid-thigh, a small cut out on the left side of the dress reveals even more leg, she stares at it one last time, "I am going to a charity auction with Oliver Queen, this is a once in a lifetime moment, this maybe the only time I can wear it, it's a once in a lifetime dress, you can do this Felicity."
She looked at the clock and she clearly knows that she's going to be late to the auction, she holds up the dress and just her luck the dress matches her hair color she chose this time. She decides to leave her hair down and curl the bottom of it. She also decides that in this once in a lifetime moment she is not under any circumstance wearing glasses to this event. The only purse that she has to match is a mahogany colored one but the chain matches so she'll go with it, she finds the shoes she bought to match them while on her shopping slashing fencing spree.
She decides not to drive because she does not want to get out of that car at the auction revealing herself after her dress hikes up while changing gears in her mini. She calls the taxi and of course they take their sweet time getting there. By the time she arrives she's forty-five minutes late. She's never late, "Well at least I get to make an entrance. As she walks inside she notices a few looks coming from some men and that gives her a little confidence as she looks for Oliver, she's pulls her phone out of her purse and decides to text Digg to see where they are at until she spots him, and all her confidence leaves her because he of course, is fucking gorgeous. He's grown out his stubble enough that it's turned into a manly "I survived five years on an Island alone" beard, his tux is perfect, long black tie to go with the perfectly pressed white dress shirt. The he looks up, and in that moment he looks at her like she's the only woman in the world. She looks around trying to see if anyone is around her, and when she notices that she's standing in a space only occupied by her. Oh my God, he…Oliver Queen is smiling at me, looking at me, admiring me, in that moment time stands still she's not here at a charity auction helping Oliver Queen, The Hood, The Vigilante, catch a jewel thief, no she's at a charity auction and Oliver Queen is walking to her with a smile on his face, and the only thing she can think of is smiling back, because her insides want her to scream and shot and do her first pump but that would cause a scene, and right now the only scene she wants to cause is that smile on Oliver Queen's face.
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