Through The Looking Glass

Fandom: Eve

Rating: K+

Genre: Humor, Romance

Pairing: Various

Summary: [Various pairings] A collection of AU Tumblr prompts centred around the lives of the characters of "Eve" in the many different possible universes they may inhabit.

AN: During my many hours of Tumblr-ing, I discovered a load of different AUs, and I decided, well, why not? I really liked doing the one-word prompts for series two, so here's a series of AU prompts showing how the characters of Eve would meet in different universes. Lots of shipping from my part, but that's to be expected from me. Anyway, I hope you all enjoy!

DISCLAIMER. I own nothing recognisable.

AU One: "I work at a movie theatre and I'm trying to clean up but you're still here ugly crying."

[AKA: The one where Katherine's suffering through another Valentine's Day as a single pringle, the local cinemas are showing re-runs of Titanic, and Nick just has a lot of feels].

Thank God Valentine's Day is only one night a year.

Katherine grumbles to herself under her breath, as she ducks between the rows of seats, trying to avoid the thousands of popcorn pieces that are scattered across the floor of screen three. The cinema is always packed full of people on Valentine's Day, especially this year, when people realised that the managers had decided to re-run James Cameron's Titanic in 3D. What a perfect way to roll in the punters at this time of night, and leave people like Katherine to clean up after them. Fantastic.

There's even someone still sitting in one of the aisles, Katherine notices, watching the end credits roll as Céline Dion's voice fades away, sniffing to themselves. It's only when she inches closer that she catches sight of the tear streaks that cover his cheeks.

"Sir?" The man jumps slightly at being unexpectedly interrupted, before recovering, using the back of his hand to bat away the tears. "The next showing's in ten minutes. I'm obligated to ask you to leave."

"Of course." There's a edge of sadness to his voice. "Sorry."

"Right. Well. If you'll excuse me." Katherine takes the empty cup sitting in the chair beside him, and dumps it into the bin bag in her hand, sidling past in order to carry on with her job. She glances back a few seconds later; the man is still sitting there, looking pretty miserable, and so she fumbles in her pocket for a clean, albeit crumpled, Kleenex. "There. Have that. You look like you need it."

The man takes it from her and dabs at his blotchy eyes. "Thanks. I promised myself that I wouldn't cry. But that song gets me every time."

Katherine nods dryly. "I understand. When I hear Céline Dion, I often want to cry."

The man doesn't seem to notice her sarcasm; instead, he merely disposes of the used tissue in the bin bag. "It's just so heartbreaking, you know? Hits you right where it hurts."

"Yes. Something like that."

"And the lyrics match the feel of the ending perfectly, you know what I'm saying?"

"Hm," Katherine replies, not really knowing, but the man doesn't really seem to care. He carries on talking as she sweeps crumbs into the bin bag, going on and on about Jack and Rose and their eternal love, and how dire the ending is, and how perfectly the actors handled it. She makes odd, non-committal noises when he pauses for breath, making it seem like she's paying attention.

"Hey," the man says suddenly, pausing in his public monologue about how wonderful Céline Dion's voice is. "Thank you."

Katherine raises an eyebrow. "What for?"

"Listening. Not many people can put up with me talking about Titanic for this long."

"Anytime," she replies, rolling her eyes when he can't see, reaching for the empty packet of Pick N Mix that's been kindly left for her. "Customer service is all a part of my job. But, in all seriousness, unless you want my colleagues to throw you out, I suggest that you best be on your way before the next showing."

"You're right." He rises from his seat, coat tucked over his arm. He pauses for a moment, as if considering whether or not his next words are appropriate. "I'm Nick, by the way."

Katherine looks surprised at the introduction for a brief second, before she masks it. Then again, it's not everyday that the audience members actually ask for her name. She's just the woman on the desk who prints their tickets, or the cleaner who has to pick up after them.

"Katherine."

Yeah. I don't know. This was just pure fun. More Nick and Katherine lined up for later, though. X