Legal Whosits: I don't own "Daria" or any facet thereof, Mtv/Viacom has
that happy privilege. This is just for fun, blah, blah, blah. Hey, if they
didn't want fans writing stuff they wouldn't have cancelled it then given
it to Noggin to butcher.
Author's Note: These 3 ficlets were entries in a PPMB Challenge by WacoKid: In the space of a single message board post, write a short story or ficlet about one Daria character's unrequited love for another. The only two that are disallowed are Daria longing for Trent (and vice versa) and Quinn with David, as both have been done too often to have any hope of impressing the judges.
Part 1: Never Enough
She slumped down on her bed. It wasn't enough. Nothing was ever enough. Graduation was soon and then all hope was lost. She'd done everything she could think of.
She'd shown how popular she was with both sexes. Friends, admirers, dates lined up till next year. See? I'm desirable, everyone else wants me...
She'd shown brains, briefly, then with more intensity over the summer.
She'd even admitted...and she NEVER planned that.
It still wasn't enough.
She pulled out the framed photo from it's hiding place. A tear splashed and blurred the image.
Two little girls were hugging. And smiling. Quinn guessed it was the only picture of it's kind.
"Daria, why don't you love me?"
Author's Note: These 3 ficlets were entries in a PPMB Challenge by WacoKid: In the space of a single message board post, write a short story or ficlet about one Daria character's unrequited love for another. The only two that are disallowed are Daria longing for Trent (and vice versa) and Quinn with David, as both have been done too often to have any hope of impressing the judges.
Part 1: Never Enough
She slumped down on her bed. It wasn't enough. Nothing was ever enough. Graduation was soon and then all hope was lost. She'd done everything she could think of.
She'd shown how popular she was with both sexes. Friends, admirers, dates lined up till next year. See? I'm desirable, everyone else wants me...
She'd shown brains, briefly, then with more intensity over the summer.
She'd even admitted...and she NEVER planned that.
It still wasn't enough.
She pulled out the framed photo from it's hiding place. A tear splashed and blurred the image.
Two little girls were hugging. And smiling. Quinn guessed it was the only picture of it's kind.
"Daria, why don't you love me?"
