Whoa, it's my fiftieth drabble. I'm halfway to a hundred! :D
1.75 drabble requested by and therefore dedicated to Kelsey Goode.
No Love Left
She pouted and asked, "Do you love me, Fang?"
"Wh-"
"You don't love me!" she cried before I could get a whole word out.
"Nudge-"
"You take care of Angel and Gasman like they're your own kids. Iggy is your best guy friend thing. Max is your left-hand woman, and she's your favorite!"
I raised an eyebrow at that.
"There's no love left for me!" she said, eyes brimming with tears.
"Nudge, you're my little sister. I would run and dive in front of a speeding bus to save you just as fast as I would for anyone else in the flock."
"Yeah, so?"
"So…" I hugged her hard as she started to cry. "So I love you just as much as anyone else. And I don't love anyone else besides you guys, so there's plenty of love to go around."
After a long while, she nodded acceptingly, hugging me back. She eventually sniffled and stopped crying.
"Except for Max."
"What?"
"We all know she's your favorite."
She giggled a little.
I rolled my eyes.
Nudge just needed a little reassurance. Please review! Thanks!
-Skye
