Disclaimer: I own none, only Casey. Joss, the insane god he is (the rat
bastard he is), owns the whole cast of characters you see, save again, for
Casey, she is mine. Oh, and inspiration comes from Jen and L. gidgetgirl
and Ivorycat respectively. My inspiration for the plot came from L's work
with Connor's Just Desserts and Jen is always giving me ideas.
Author's Note: This fic will be ending soon. I want to move onto bigger and better things. Now no comment from the peanut gallery! I'm hopefully working on a series of short fics dealing with Jen's character Anni from her fics and co-writing a fic with three fellow authors, called Saving the Series: The Torch Bearer. I'm also looking forward to working on three new fics, but you'll have to wait for them. But now onto the story.
Summary: Kid's say the darndest things.
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Chapter Thirty-One: Secrets
Casey held onto Connor's hand as they waited outside Claire's house. "What movie are we seeing?" Casey asked for the third time since they had been standing there.
Connor looked down on her, a scowl fixed firmly on his face, and "I told you the last time you asked and the time before that, I don't know but if you don't stop asking, we're going right back home and your not seeing a movie."
Casey pouted, but stayed quiet none the less. She really wanted to go out and see a movie. It was boring at the hotel; no one knew how to play right. Well Cordelia and Fred did, but Cordelia was always busy looking at the computer, and taking notes; never wanting to play with her. Fred would sometimes, but other than that, no one would play. And Connor never put up with learning to play. So there was nothing to do.
"Hey guys!" Casey opened the door and greeted them. "Come on in, Charlie's still getting ready. Vain he is," she smiled as Connor walked in, Casey's hand firmly in his.
As they sat in the living room, Casey stared at Claire with her head tilted to the side, as if she was in deep thought. "Claire," she said finally, "why are you so shiny?"
Connor gave her a strange look as Claire snorted, almost spitting out the water she had just previously taken a sip of. "What do you mean shiny?" Claire asked slowly.
Casey gave her an obvious look. "You're shiny! You've got colors swirling about, a lot of light colors. Purple, blue, silver and white. And you have wings! No fair, I want wings!" Casey stomped her foot.
Connor gave her a hard look, "Stop making things up, and stop stamping your foot. Dad said if you started to act like a brat I can bring you home and you can forget about the movies." Casey returned the look, but stopped her stamping and fell silent, but she pouted.
Claire looked at the little girl in slight amazement before she heard Charlie come in. She closed her eyes as she saw Casey turn to him. "Why are you shiny too?" she demanded.
"Casey, that's enough! Stop making things up," Connor said firmly. He didn't understand where she was getting this stuff from.
"But I'm not making anything up!" Casey said, her eyes tearing a little. "They are shiny, but in different ways. Claire's cold while Charlie's really, really hot." She didn't get it when everyone smirked in the room, but she went on. "Claire's all silvery and stuff while Charlie's gold. But they both have wings. It's no fair!" she stomped her foot.
Connor rolled his eyes, "Casey, stop it." He was tired of all the nonsense that was spewing from the girl's mouth. He had no clue where it was coming from.
Claire gave a guilty look, "You know Connor, she's not making this up," she said slowly.
Connor looked at her, and then to Charlie, and back to Claire. "What?" he deadpanned.
Claire and Charlie shared a look, "We're not exactly as we seem," Charlie said.
"We all have our secrets," Connor said slowly.
"But our secrets, well they're sorta big. And Casey here let the cat out of the bag per sey," Claire flicked her eyes down toward the girl. "Since you know, I guess I should show. Charlie doesn't if he doesn't want to, it's his choice," she looked at him pointedly and then looked at the other two. Putting a hand on her right cheek, she had it pass over to the left side, revealing totally different person.
Ice blonde hair fell in a sheet down the back and slightly pointed ears protruded. Ice blue eyes looked up, but they danced in merriment. Her skin was pale like snow. "I told you I looked different," her voice was more musical, as if she sang every note. Standing up she stretched, giving them a look at her wings, which looked like insect wings
They glittered in the sunlight that streamed through the window, giving them a hazy blue look to them. Flapping them a few times, Claire rose up in the air a few inches before settling back down. "Wow, I haven't done that in a while," she smiled.
Connor just stared as Casey clapped her hands. "I told you I wasn't making this up. Can you do that again though?" she turned to Charlie. "Will you do that too? Squinting hurts," she said plainly.
Charlie smiled and did the same thing Claire had done, only he had different results. His hair was a fiery red and curly and his eyes a warm brown, like a burning log. His complexion was slightly flushed like he had just come in from running. When he stood, orange colored wings flittered slightly, shaped more like a bat's than an insect.
"You're really very pretty," Casey came over to them and looked up, squinting and tilting her head no more. "But you'll get stared at if you go out like that."
Claire laughed and Connor looked at her, she was even more beautiful while like this, and if he could, he fell that just much more for her. "I guess your right, but what do we do then?" Claire asked as she picked up the giggling child and tickled her.
"Can you make yourselves less shiny?" Casey asked as Claire dropped her down to the floor. She then went over to Charlie, who swung her up onto his shoulders.
Claire and Charlie shared a look and Claire shrugged, "I guess we could." Closing her eyes for a second, her wings seemed to shimmer away, leaving only a memory of them being there. Her hair grew darker and a bit more curly, leaving the only her eyes the true source of what she was. Charlie stood still and did the same thing that Claire had just done, with Casey on his shoulders.
"It tickles!" Casey squealed in laughter.
Charlie chuckled as the change took place, his hair became a few shades darker, like the color of cinnamon, and his wings shrank into his back. The seemingly flushed face grew a shade paler, but his eyes held the same warmth as ever.
"Can we see the movie now?" Casey demanded, forgetting all about what had just happened.
"What do you say? Claire turned to Connor who just stood there, seeming to feel like he was out of place. "Do we see the movie now?"
"Yes!" Casey cried, clapping her hands together, nearly falling off of Charlie's shoulders, if it wasn't for him grabbing her legs, she would of.
"Be careful!" Connor nearly screeched when he saw Casey fall backwards, even though her legs were tightly pinned to Charlie's chest by Charlie's hands.
"I am!" Casey called back as they walked towards the door.
As they walked down the street, Casey had the time of her life atop Charlie's shoulders, which she pronounced the top of the world. Connor and Claire hung back together, talking quietly.
"So you're not mad?" Claire said softly, watching Casey laugh.
Connor looked at her, and caught her hand in his, "Like I said before, we all have our secrets."
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Author's Note 2: Like I said before, this will be ending soon. In three to four chapters soon. Don't worry, it will be a happy ending. But I will be writing more fics; I already have three planned out, not to mention my series of short fics about Jen's character, Anni.
Never Say Never: Four kids have power over the elements, or do the power of the elements have power over them? It's your choice. But they have to battle the force of darkness and nightmares in order to save the world from destruction, ruin and quiet possibly an apocalypse.again.
A New Dawn, A New Life: Dawn died that night up in the tower, she jumped to save the world, only there was nothing to prove it, no body, nothing, save only for the fact that the world was still there. But the thing is, she was transported two years into the future, with the mind and body of a five year old child, protected this time by a slayer still, but maybe this will give a new life to every party involved.
Unnamed fic: An answer to a challenge: What if Angel wasn't the only vampire capable of having children? Spike has a grown daughter/son who comes to Sunnydale/L.A. and causes trouble somehow.
Of course, it's not one child Spike has to worry about; it's all three. Three girls raised to kill anything they're told has made their way to California. But maybe they're not all that they seem, after all with a vampire as a father, who knows what's in store?
Author's Note: This fic will be ending soon. I want to move onto bigger and better things. Now no comment from the peanut gallery! I'm hopefully working on a series of short fics dealing with Jen's character Anni from her fics and co-writing a fic with three fellow authors, called Saving the Series: The Torch Bearer. I'm also looking forward to working on three new fics, but you'll have to wait for them. But now onto the story.
Summary: Kid's say the darndest things.
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Chapter Thirty-One: Secrets
Casey held onto Connor's hand as they waited outside Claire's house. "What movie are we seeing?" Casey asked for the third time since they had been standing there.
Connor looked down on her, a scowl fixed firmly on his face, and "I told you the last time you asked and the time before that, I don't know but if you don't stop asking, we're going right back home and your not seeing a movie."
Casey pouted, but stayed quiet none the less. She really wanted to go out and see a movie. It was boring at the hotel; no one knew how to play right. Well Cordelia and Fred did, but Cordelia was always busy looking at the computer, and taking notes; never wanting to play with her. Fred would sometimes, but other than that, no one would play. And Connor never put up with learning to play. So there was nothing to do.
"Hey guys!" Casey opened the door and greeted them. "Come on in, Charlie's still getting ready. Vain he is," she smiled as Connor walked in, Casey's hand firmly in his.
As they sat in the living room, Casey stared at Claire with her head tilted to the side, as if she was in deep thought. "Claire," she said finally, "why are you so shiny?"
Connor gave her a strange look as Claire snorted, almost spitting out the water she had just previously taken a sip of. "What do you mean shiny?" Claire asked slowly.
Casey gave her an obvious look. "You're shiny! You've got colors swirling about, a lot of light colors. Purple, blue, silver and white. And you have wings! No fair, I want wings!" Casey stomped her foot.
Connor gave her a hard look, "Stop making things up, and stop stamping your foot. Dad said if you started to act like a brat I can bring you home and you can forget about the movies." Casey returned the look, but stopped her stamping and fell silent, but she pouted.
Claire looked at the little girl in slight amazement before she heard Charlie come in. She closed her eyes as she saw Casey turn to him. "Why are you shiny too?" she demanded.
"Casey, that's enough! Stop making things up," Connor said firmly. He didn't understand where she was getting this stuff from.
"But I'm not making anything up!" Casey said, her eyes tearing a little. "They are shiny, but in different ways. Claire's cold while Charlie's really, really hot." She didn't get it when everyone smirked in the room, but she went on. "Claire's all silvery and stuff while Charlie's gold. But they both have wings. It's no fair!" she stomped her foot.
Connor rolled his eyes, "Casey, stop it." He was tired of all the nonsense that was spewing from the girl's mouth. He had no clue where it was coming from.
Claire gave a guilty look, "You know Connor, she's not making this up," she said slowly.
Connor looked at her, and then to Charlie, and back to Claire. "What?" he deadpanned.
Claire and Charlie shared a look, "We're not exactly as we seem," Charlie said.
"We all have our secrets," Connor said slowly.
"But our secrets, well they're sorta big. And Casey here let the cat out of the bag per sey," Claire flicked her eyes down toward the girl. "Since you know, I guess I should show. Charlie doesn't if he doesn't want to, it's his choice," she looked at him pointedly and then looked at the other two. Putting a hand on her right cheek, she had it pass over to the left side, revealing totally different person.
Ice blonde hair fell in a sheet down the back and slightly pointed ears protruded. Ice blue eyes looked up, but they danced in merriment. Her skin was pale like snow. "I told you I looked different," her voice was more musical, as if she sang every note. Standing up she stretched, giving them a look at her wings, which looked like insect wings
They glittered in the sunlight that streamed through the window, giving them a hazy blue look to them. Flapping them a few times, Claire rose up in the air a few inches before settling back down. "Wow, I haven't done that in a while," she smiled.
Connor just stared as Casey clapped her hands. "I told you I wasn't making this up. Can you do that again though?" she turned to Charlie. "Will you do that too? Squinting hurts," she said plainly.
Charlie smiled and did the same thing Claire had done, only he had different results. His hair was a fiery red and curly and his eyes a warm brown, like a burning log. His complexion was slightly flushed like he had just come in from running. When he stood, orange colored wings flittered slightly, shaped more like a bat's than an insect.
"You're really very pretty," Casey came over to them and looked up, squinting and tilting her head no more. "But you'll get stared at if you go out like that."
Claire laughed and Connor looked at her, she was even more beautiful while like this, and if he could, he fell that just much more for her. "I guess your right, but what do we do then?" Claire asked as she picked up the giggling child and tickled her.
"Can you make yourselves less shiny?" Casey asked as Claire dropped her down to the floor. She then went over to Charlie, who swung her up onto his shoulders.
Claire and Charlie shared a look and Claire shrugged, "I guess we could." Closing her eyes for a second, her wings seemed to shimmer away, leaving only a memory of them being there. Her hair grew darker and a bit more curly, leaving the only her eyes the true source of what she was. Charlie stood still and did the same thing that Claire had just done, with Casey on his shoulders.
"It tickles!" Casey squealed in laughter.
Charlie chuckled as the change took place, his hair became a few shades darker, like the color of cinnamon, and his wings shrank into his back. The seemingly flushed face grew a shade paler, but his eyes held the same warmth as ever.
"Can we see the movie now?" Casey demanded, forgetting all about what had just happened.
"What do you say? Claire turned to Connor who just stood there, seeming to feel like he was out of place. "Do we see the movie now?"
"Yes!" Casey cried, clapping her hands together, nearly falling off of Charlie's shoulders, if it wasn't for him grabbing her legs, she would of.
"Be careful!" Connor nearly screeched when he saw Casey fall backwards, even though her legs were tightly pinned to Charlie's chest by Charlie's hands.
"I am!" Casey called back as they walked towards the door.
As they walked down the street, Casey had the time of her life atop Charlie's shoulders, which she pronounced the top of the world. Connor and Claire hung back together, talking quietly.
"So you're not mad?" Claire said softly, watching Casey laugh.
Connor looked at her, and caught her hand in his, "Like I said before, we all have our secrets."
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Author's Note 2: Like I said before, this will be ending soon. In three to four chapters soon. Don't worry, it will be a happy ending. But I will be writing more fics; I already have three planned out, not to mention my series of short fics about Jen's character, Anni.
Never Say Never: Four kids have power over the elements, or do the power of the elements have power over them? It's your choice. But they have to battle the force of darkness and nightmares in order to save the world from destruction, ruin and quiet possibly an apocalypse.again.
A New Dawn, A New Life: Dawn died that night up in the tower, she jumped to save the world, only there was nothing to prove it, no body, nothing, save only for the fact that the world was still there. But the thing is, she was transported two years into the future, with the mind and body of a five year old child, protected this time by a slayer still, but maybe this will give a new life to every party involved.
Unnamed fic: An answer to a challenge: What if Angel wasn't the only vampire capable of having children? Spike has a grown daughter/son who comes to Sunnydale/L.A. and causes trouble somehow.
Of course, it's not one child Spike has to worry about; it's all three. Three girls raised to kill anything they're told has made their way to California. But maybe they're not all that they seem, after all with a vampire as a father, who knows what's in store?