I was originally considering to make it just about 'what Felicity did/said' drabbles, but ssue72 said I should do an Oliver continuation of the first 'installment' and my mind went into overdrive and was like "Hey! Why not scrap the one-shots for now and make this a set of three: Felicity, Oliver, and Slade?" And try as I might, I couldn't get rid of the Slade idea especially when Alyssa79 (when I read that review, I kid you not, I put my fist in the air and yelled "Yes! Not just me!") reviewed with a comparison of Felicity to Shado so I'm giving in to my brain.
Also, yes, this one is short. Oliver is in "Battle" Mode, so while he would acknowledge Slade's word choice, I don't think he would dwell on it too much.
Thank you so much for the reviews and the follows and the favourites, it makes me happy to get those notifications (my phone has been going crazy from it all...I've put it on vibrate, the song was driving me a little nuts lol).
Disclaimer - Did Oliver kiss Felicity? No. Am I sipping a Margarita, chilling on a yacht docked at the Bahamas? No. Would I be writing fanfiction if I owned the rights to Arrow? Probably not.
Oliver told him to do what he thought needed to be done, and a little voice in the back of his mind (sounding suspiciously like a 'not unattractive blonde') fiercely whispered that he had just condemned Laurel, gorgeous Laurel, to her death. But he pointedly ignored that little voice and told Slade he was done playing games.
"I was surprised; I thought you had a thing for stronger women. But now that I've met her, I can understand the appeal."
He knew who Slade was referring to, and Oliver's blood ran cold. What had she done? What could she have said? His jaw clenched at the unmistakable sound of the katana being drawn and what little hope Oliver didn't even know he had was obliterated.
Yes, his plan was for Slade to go after Felicity Smoak, but Oliver hadn't realized that he had been holding onto the hope that he would have time to return to the mansion; to get Felicity and get the syringe, to hand her over into Diggle's safe keeping; to defeat Slade without putting her in harm's way. Oliver had had a sliver of hope that Felicity's first and last encounter with Slade would have been at the Foundry.
"She is quite lovely… your Felicity."
How wrong he had been.
Next up is Slade :) if you want me to do the drabble idea, just let me know. Favourites and follows make me smile, reviews make my week!