Well, here's this week's drabble... finally. Sorry, I'm not feeling too well at the moment. Not that I'm ever feeling well, but you know what I mean. Gah. I have a stonker of an headache right now. I hope you appreciate what I put myself through to bring you this! (Oh, I'm such a little drama queen.) And now I must go and update my AF fansite.
Disclaimer: Still don't own them.
Title: Surrogate
Rating: G
Words: 100
Synopsis: Juliet nurses the insane Angeline, but that means dealing with some rather strange delusions. She has to be careful not to get caught up in them too.
In the darkened room Juliet sat quietly on the bed. "Would you like your water now, Mrs Fowl?"
Laughter. "Don't be so formal dear – call me Mother. And, no, fetch the hairbrush."
"Yes ... Mother," she said, guiltily.
Once it was in her hand, Angeline sat up and began to gently brush Juliet's hair. "Tomorrow you'll let me braid your hair, won't you?"
"Yes," said Juliet.
"And then we'll go shopping and I'll buy you lots of pretty dresses," said Angeline happily.
"Yes," whispered Juliet.
"And then we'll bake a chocolate gateau – your favourite."
"Yes," mouthed Juliet, wishing it were true.