Do You Like Elton John? Chapter 2: Pt 2: EVE POLASTRI, a killing eve fanfic

Author's Note:

This Chapter 2 of "Do You Like Elton John?" is dedicated to:

Ao3: Cell4 who was the first one to comment on Chapter 1. GenGarc, Cell4, and ximximy as well as 4 guests left kudos on this work! And the 194 hits this has somehow amassed in less than 3 hours since posting. That is a personal record, for me, my dear friends.

Fanfiction: The 12 people who have read this so far, there.

Wattpad: The 2 people who have read this so far, there.

And to everyone and anyone else who is reading this now, this one's for you! Much love,

bobbiejelly

Do You Like Elton John?

Villanelle/Oksana calls Eve Polastri to ask her an important question. Major Spoilers through KE-S03-E05. F/F. Villanelle/Eve. Fluff. Rated M. Short Drabbles. Phone Call. Two-Shots+. Killing Eve. Fanfiction.

Pt. 2: EVE POLASTRI

Generally, Eve doesn't answer text messages or calls from an 'unknown number' - even from an unknown number that she sort-of-kind-of recognizes, actually, from someone, somewhere, from something... Even if she doesn't like to admit that part, to anyone else, ever, or even herself, so it seems...

She doesn't think it's polite, for the person not to just leave their damn name for her.

She doesn't think that it's wise for her to do so, at all, ever, given that she's spoken with at least two serial killers in the past few months or years or who-the-fuck-even-knows-anymore, and one of them just recently, actually fucking shot her!

And she certainly doesn't need any more Goddamned drama in her life after Kenny recently passed...

But Villanelle is different, for Eve Polastri, at least, as recent times have established.

And her husband just died, so I mean, she should have some leeway for some emotional anomalies as of late, right?

(Even if it was Villanelle who killed her husband in the first place, but nobody needed to know that for sure… Plus she was a total maniac, so Eve Polastri's 'hubby dearest' just had to go… As if Eve would understand… Right?)

But she's crossing the line of 'almost a little bit answering text messages or calls from an unknown', now.

She's pulling out her phone to dial the familiar number.

She once had it for 'work' - that one time they had been manipulated to 'being on the same side or whatever' by Carolyn and her cold-war ex-boyfriend…

(Who the hell even is that man, anyway? And what kind of name is Konstantin for a spy? Eve never really figured that part out for sure, she was too busy following Villanelle through a tunnel at that point, anyhow, and then getting pretty damn hurt)

(Which also fell into the category of 'things that were sort-of-actually Villanelle's fault, but of course those are just part of the nitpicky details…' and thus, again, she should have some leeway to be a bit loopy after that day, too, Eve Polastri thinks to herself.)

Eve Polastri dials Villanelle's cell phone by heart.

Of course, she still remembers it.

She could call out that number in her sleep. That's how well she knew it by heart (she hopes she doesn't actually do that.)

She could call out that number during sex if she needed to. (She hasn't actually done that, which is good, seeing as she was supposed to be married not long ago, and that boy would have probably wanted to murder her for doing such an atrocious thing in the bedroom.)

She could call out that number at gunpoint...

But luckily, for Eve Polastri, she doesn't need to do that right now.

Because no one is holding her captive or at gunpoint or in any danger at all.

Eve is standing outside of a barn right now, which is next to the house Niko had once grown up in.

She just went to check on her husband and that sweet little woman he owed his human existence to.

She thought her husband would take her someday to see Elton John live with her, but as it turns out he's totally dead and he's not coming back anytime, ever, to take her out on a date.

So she hates to waste any time (even though she has bucketfuls of it) letting that one time that Villanelle is finally 'almost a little bit begging', now, go to waste…

Because the space that she gave the boy was actually symbolic, and for him to stop on the trip, not to actually do something like, die! Not before he ever had the chance to buy him and her Elton John tickets, because Eve wishes now that he had already done that part online because everyone knows you can't get good seats if you wait too long.

So Eve wished that Niko had already purchased two tickets before he went to that house with that serial killer.

And that he'd wanted to surprise her with that grin that makes him look like a sweet little boy.

And now, her plans have changed because her husband can't leave the country, and she sure as hell does not want to be the only person in charge of a forty-year-old body or however old this really dead husband of hers is, while she never ever gets to wait in the long lines to watch Elton John.

And Eve Polastri would never admit how much she's secretly delighted that she has a perfect non-work, non-murder, perfectly normal reason to call Villanelle now.

To ask her this very important question, no less.

And so, Eve Polastri has dialed (what is probably, hopefully not, or hopefully) Villanelle's cell phone by heart, now.

But Villanelle is different, for Eve Polastri, at least, as recent times have established.

So she calls Villanelle, in vain attempts that maybe she'll pick up her damn phone.

But as it happens, the thing goes straight through to her voicemail.

So all she texts her is to call her back immediately at this number because she has an important question to ask her.

Eve Polastri doesn't bother leaving her name, because she knows Villanelle would know her voice from memory, even though a shitty text message, the same way she already knew Eve's phone number by heart.

It takes four hours for Eve Polastri to finally crack.

She's called and called again at least eighteen times.

And each of them has given her no result except for the message manager.

And Eve Polastri is driving herself insane by listening to Villanelle's outgoing message.

So she finally leaves a Goddamned voice message, even though she abhors voicemail like it's the plague.

But Villanelle is different, for Eve Polastri, at least, as recent times have established.

And Villanelle makes Eve Polastri do things she doesn't generally do for anyone else, ever. And would probably never do for anyone else, ever, as long as she lived, not even at gunpoint. (She knows this, because she's recently actually been at gunpoint, via Villanelle, no less, and this probably makes her more than a half of insane… Villanelle held her at gunpoint… Eve Polastri thinks. At gunpoint!)

Still, Eve Polastri starts leaving Villanelle a voicemail.

Because as she hears what Villanelle has actually called her about...

Like, how all Villanelle, in her single voice-message, starts to ask her is "Do you like...?"

As Eve Polastri sits against the barn, now, listening to the chatter between the animals like the pigs and the hogs, as she waits for Villanelle to finally call her back.

But Villanelle is different, for Eve Polastri, at least, as recent times have established.

So Eve Polastri listens to Eve Polastri a voicemail which is apparently recorded from her hometown in Russia.

And all she asks her is: "Do you like Elton John?"

And then she thinks that that's it, that that's the end of the message.

But Eve is just too damn numbed to press 'stop' on her phone. So she keeps listening on.

And then she hears Villanelle's voice crack again, over the phone in that terrible-quality voice-messenger-manager…

And she hears Villanelle say some words she never thought she'd ever have heard Villanelle say to her, ever, in her entire lifetime…

As she listens in as she witnesses that all Villanelle adds to her message is:

"Do you want to come with me to see him? Along with my sort-of kid cousin because I promised him?"

"And if you really don't want to be alone with me and him then you can even invite your husband Niko?"

"Because I know that I hate him because he has had you and I haven't but I told him I would never, ever, kill him because you would never forgive me?"

"So anyway, let me know, Eve. I'll be waiting for you to call me right back. I am in Russia, now, visiting my brother who has a stupid non-valid fucking passport."

"So I'm most certainly not 'almost a little bit begging you', now!"

"I am simply offering this extra ticket I already purchased, because even if I am a millionaire I don't like to waste things."

"So let me know if you want to meet us in London, I'll have your ticket for you in my hand when you come."

"And if you're into it, then I can make you come in a whole other way in a hotel room, after."

"We'll figure out somewhere else for that sweet little maybe ten-year-old-brunette-boy to be while we do that."

"So, bye for now, I'll be waiting for you to call me."

"Because I know you, Eve Polastri. I know you better than anyone"

"And so as I said the last time when I left you a sort-of voicemail in the shape of a pink teddy bear...Admit it Eve; you know you wish I was here..."

And that's when Eve Polastri realizes that it wasn't Villanelle who killed Niko, her husband.

It had not been Villanelle at all, who had been right here in Poland, with a pitchfork, just now.

Because the voice message was from after she'd found his body, and Villanelle was talking about him as if he were still alive. And the outgoing call came from a rural town or something in Russia. And Villanelle said in her damn sentence she'd never wanted to ever kill Niko...

But Villanelle is different, for Eve Polastri, at least, as recent times have established.

So Eve Polastri leaves Villanelle a voicemail from her now-dead husband's hometown in Poland.

And all she asks her is: "Do you, even actually like, Elton John?"

***** END OF CHAPTER TWO

Author's Note 2:

Well, folks, hope you liked the follow-up to this story.

I'm half-tempted to write a 'part-trois' to this, even though it WAS supposed to be a damn two-shot or 'double drabble' or whatever people call it, these days.

Rest easy, and let me know if you want more or something.

Getting into a very intimidatingly good "Killing Eve" fandom might be challenging for me.

But I could be persuaded if I get a lot of requests.

Ps. Yes, this Chapter was a lot of repetition by the effect. It was trying to convey the mutual obsession that these love birds always seem to have got going on. LOL!

This was supposed to be a two-shot, but if you beg me for a three-shot, I might consider it, I just might... :D

THANKS FOR CHECKING THIS OUT, HOPE TO SEE YOU IN THE REVIEWS! :D

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Author's Note 3:

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