Title: At All
author: jmaria
tth100 prompt: Kit
Crossover fandom:
Lost
Characters: Kit, Hurley
Prompt: 062. Game
Word Count: 210
Rating: FR-15
Disclaimer:
Joss owns Kit, J.J. owns Hurley
Summary: You think you
got me pegged? You don't know me at all.
Set: Southern
Comfort - 5
At All
Kit heard the noise before she saw anything. Her watcher instinct had her reaching for her weapon. Stake held high, she slipped through the brush - only to find herself smack in the middle of a make-shift golf course.
"What in the Sam Hell is all of this?" Kit murmured.
"Like it? Thought we could all kinda use a distraction. Something to take our minds off a -" Hurley said, eyeing the stake in her hand. Kit quickly hid it in her back pocket.
"Being stuck on bizarro island?" Kit grinned. "You and Charlie did all of this?"
"Yeah. Just something to you know, kill time. Was gonna ask you if you wanted to help, but - thought you'd be kinda busy watchin' Sawyer and stuff."
"Yeah, I spend my entire day wrapped up in watching Sawyer read or being snarky. There aren't enough hours in my day to fill with Sawyer-y goodness," Kit sighed. It was getting to be annoying, this everybody-worry-about Kit getting entangled in Sawyer. "I would have like to help, Hurley. Coulda been fun."
"Didn't know -" Hurley tried to apologize, but Kit just cut him off
"Yeah, I get it." She turned back towards the beach. "We've all got our roles and games to play."