This short fanfic was inspired by Leannanscribbler. I wasn't able to complete it in enough time to post it. But I think you all might like it. The poem that follows was inspired by our ship pair, Richonne. (It is graphic)
"Richonnoween"
Michonne looked down at her costume as she recalled the conversation between herself and Maggie yesterday. She closed her eyes and shook her head still annoyed about the situation.
Maggie explained that it had been a tradition for the people of Alexandria and it was important to have these events to keep some normalcy and fun in the community. Michonne had no problem with the event itself but when Maggie insisted that Michonne participate, she couldn't help but laugh at the idea. She calmly explained to Maggie all the things that needed to be done, most importantly patrolling and securing Alexandria. After Michonne adamantly listed all the pertinent reasons she wouldn't be able to participate Maggie looked down and shook her head.
"We're never going to become one community if we don't try. If our family sees that you are willing to try they may be willing to try too." Maggie said sadly looking at Michonne.
Michonne groaned hating the look in Maggie's eyes. She'd always loved Maggie's southern accent and began to think of her as the sister she never had.
"Also, I know Carl wouldn't feel so awkward in a costume if he knew you'd be dressed up too." Maggie added.
"Ugh…fine!" Michonne finally agreed before she stormed out the door.
Michonne sighed and shook her head again. She picked up her costume and glared at it.
"Where'd they even get this from?" She wondered aloud scanning the curious costume and laid it across the bed.
There was a soft knock on the door.
"Yeah?" Michonne answered.
The door swung open and Sasha and Rosita piled into Michonne's room both carrying their own respective costumes which they laid on the bed next to hers. All three woman stood over the bed staring down at the costumes.
"She's good." Sasha said about Maggie as she cocked her head. Rosita silently nodded.
"She use Judith on you?" Sasha asked Michonne.
"Nope…Carl" Michonne replied still staring at the costume.
"Aaaah…" Sasha nodded.
"Well, we already gave our word we might as well show them what these things are supposed to look like." Rosita said looking over at Michonne and Sasha who glared back at her.
"What?! At least they're sexy. These people must've had some fun parties before all this shit started…GET SOME!" Rosita shouted pulling her shirt over her head to get undressed.
Sasha sighed, grabbed her costume, and walked over to the chair on the other side of the room.
Michonne shook her head and began to rub the bridge of her nose.
Rick stared down at his costume and shook his head while Daryl paced back and forth.
"This is bull shit. I ain't puttin that on! Stupid party with stupid people and their stupid traditions." Daryl asserted marching around in Rick's room.
Rick listened as Daryl made angry declarations and stormed back and forth curiously carrying his crossbow over his shoulder. He suspected Daryl was working himself up to going to the party in the costume since he brought it with him. He really didn't understand what Daryl was so mad about, his costume didn't even really look like a costume aside from it being black and green and the feathered hat.
"Who the hell is the Arrow anyway?" Daryl asked before storming into the bathroom and slamming the door behind him.
Rick sighed recalling Maggie's words.
"Come on, Rick. Michonne is really trying to make this work. Don't make her go there being the only adult from this house wearing a costume."
Rick couldn't believe that Michonne agreed to this. He shook his head, grabbed Daryl's costume and opened the bathroom door. Daryl lit a cig and glared at Rick.
"I ain't wearin it!" Daryl vowed flicking the ashes from his cigarette. Rick sighed and looked up at the ceiling.
"You already promised." Rick reminded him as he threw the costume on the sink and closed the door.
Rick walked back over to his bed, glared down at the costume, and sighed again. He'd rather fight his way through a herd of walkers than put that thing on. But then he thought of Michonne showing up at the party feeling awkward and out of place just trying to raise moral for the community.
Rick clenched his jaw and let out a little growl as he pulled his shirt over his head. He angrily unbuckled his belt and pulled down his pants when the door opened. Rick's eyes shot over to Carl who stood in the doorway holding his own costume.
Carl looked at Rick and then the costume and shook his head.
"I'm not wearing this." Carl said in a low voice.
Rick's eyes widened as he glared at Carl.
"Carl…"
"What?!"
"Put it on." Rick said with a raised eyebrow.
Rick, Daryl, and Carl stood in front of Deanna's house and could hear the party inside. He could see that Carl was agitated and watched as Daryl upended a bottle of whiskey.
"Let's just get it done." Rick said taking a deep breath and ringing the doorbell. A few seconds passed before Maggie opened the door. She was dressed in a wonder woman costume. They all smiled when they saw each other.
"Come in, the party is just getting started." She insisted.
Rick stepped into the living room and was immediately approached by Glenn in a red and gold Iron man suit.
"Oh wow…" Glenn said laughing at Rick and Daryl.
"And who is this?" Deanna asked with a big grin on her face as she walked into the room wearing a Poison Ivy costume. She stopped right in front of Rick and looked up at him.
Rick sighed.
"I'm Batman." He said with half a smile behind his Batman mask.
Deanna let out a small laugh and nodded her head.
"And who is this young hero?" Deanna asked moving on to the masked Carl.
"Spiderman." Carl's muffled voice replied.
Glenn snickered as he walked over to Daryl and put his hand on his shoulder.
"And this must be…" Glenn started to say when Daryl looked over at him with murderous eyes before storming off towards the kitchen.
Rick and the rest of the group mingled for twenty minutes before the doorbell rang again. Suddenly a bunch of gasps and awes caught his attention. As he made his way to the living room he saw Michonne wearing a long coat carrying Judith in a princess costume.
Everyone flocked over to see how adorable Judith looked in her pretty pink and blue princess costume. Rick couldn't help but smile as he walked over to see how cute she looked. Her bangs were neatly combed to the side and she wore a diamond incrusted tiara. Rick laughed to himself never thinking he'd see his daughter look like that. When Michonne began to hand her to him, Judith looked at him and started to cry. Rick was confused and Michonne laughed.
"It's your mask." Carol ascertained as she walked up behind Rick.
"Oh and aren't you just the prettiest little princess." Carol said before smiling up at Michonne.
"That she is." Michonne said quite proud of the job she had done with Judith.
"Come on, let's go see what your grumpy uncle is up to in the kitchen." Carol said leaning over and picking up Judith. Michonne smiled as she watched Carol, dressed in gold and white as Hawk-Woman, make her way to the kitchen.
Rick's eyes wondered over to Sasha and Rosita as they began to remove their coats. Sasha wore a tight orange vinyl costume.
"Vixen." She said looking over at Morgan whose eyes were glued on her.
"You certainly are." He said nodding his head. "I'm Green Lantern."
Abraham helped Rosita take off her coat to reveal her Super Girl costume. Abraham nodded
"Nice!" He said getting a good eye full in his Superman Costume.
Rick was surprised at their costumes. They seemed a bit skimpy but he had to admit, they looked good in them.
"Rick." Michonne said turning around in front of him urging him to help her with her coat.
"Yeah sure." Rick agreed and he helped Michonne out of her coat. He looked at Rosita and Abraham who were smiling and nodding at Michonne.
When Rick looked down at Michonne his eyes widened and his mouth opened. As he pulled the coat away everything seemed to move in slow motion. Michonne wore a black vinyl and suede body suit with an opened back. It had a long black velvet tail enticingly placed right above the incredible slopes of her subtle bottom. The costume was tight and had crescent patterns etched along the entire length of her legs. It perfectly accentuated her statuesque figure.
Michonne pulled her hair back to put on her mask. She turned around and watched as Rick's eyes raise from her hoisted cleavage to her eyes.
"Catwoman." Michonne proclaimed with a nervous smile.
Rick's eyes wondered back down her costume taking in the full view that was Michonne.
Morgan and Abraham looked at each other and chuckled.
"She said she's Cat Woman, Rick." Abraham yelled from the other side of the room and shook his head.
"Oh, I'm…" Rick looked to the side trying to pull his thoughts together.
"He's Batman." Morgan explained before the four of them broke out in laughter.
Michonne and Rick looked at the four laughing. Michonne felt embarrassed and wondered why she ever agreed to wearing the stupid costume. It just wasn't her.
"I'm going to get a drink." Michonne said as she looked down at her black painted nails and walked off towards the kitchen.
Rick started to say something when his eyes trailed up her tail and the small pattern that lined down her apple bottom and slender toned legs. Rick watched intently as she disappeared around a corner.
"Hypnotic, isn't it?" Sasha asked smiling at Rick.
"…Yeah." Rick muttered without thinking.
Again the room broke out in laughter. He looked around at all their snickering faces and couldn't help but laugh himself. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been so stumped and at a loss for words.
"Come on, Rick. You need a drink." Sasha said patting him on the shoulder.
Michonne stepped into the kitchen where several Alexandrian's were gathered. She stopped as soon as she saw them. The Alexandrians, most of whom were men, stared at her surprisingly. Michonne noted all the eyes gawking at her and turned around to leave.
"Now that's a fucking costume. To Michonne!" One of the Alexandrians proclaimed loudly.
Michonne turned around to see the man standing and raising his cup in a toast to her.
"Michonne!" The others raised their cups and saluted. Michonne looked around at the smiles on their faces. They appeared genuinely happy to see her. Michonne let out a little laugh and grabbed a cup. She smiled as she lifted a cup to their salute.
"Yeah…whew!" Another man gave a hearty yell before he took a drink.
Michonne took another sip of her watered down drink when she saw Rick practically being pulled into the den by Rosita and Sasha.
"Come on, Rick. Let's go thank Maggie for inviting us to this shin dig." Sasha teased.
The Alexandrians did their best to make Michonne feel comfortable and she was relieved that she wasn't the only one wearing an oddly suggestive costume, but she couldn't seem to relax and found herself wanting to leave the party. She'd stayed approximately twenty minutes and that was ten minutes longer than she'd planned.
She put her cup on the counter and looked around for Maggie. She found her in the den and waved goodbye to her from across the room. Maggie, who wore a Wonder-woman costume, frowned in disappointment but then smiled and nodded goodbye.
Michonne, satisfied that she had done her part, turned to leave. As she walked through the kitchen she saw Rick talking to a couple of men. They were laughing and Michonne noted the smile on Rick's face.
He actually looked pretty good as Batman, she thought to herself when he looked back at her, catching her staring at him. Her eyes widened slightly before she nodded and left the kitchen.
Michonne continued to head for the living room as quickly and quietly as she could. When she got there, her eyes scanned the room for her coat but it was gone. Damn it! She thought not knowing where her coat could possibly be.
"Wow!" Frank, one of the Alexandrians, said walking up from behind.
Michonne turned to look at him as he stopped in front of her.
"I can see why they gave this one to you. You look great!" Frank admitted as his eyes roamed down Michonne's body.
Michonne sighed and closed her eyes. Having some guy she barely knew eyeball her like some sort of life sized sex doll was never her idea of fun.
"No, I'm serious. I don't think we've ever had anyone look that good in the Catwoman one. It's Michonne, right? I'm Frank." The tall man said as he stepped closer to her and extended his hand.
"Nice to meet you Frank. I'm leaving…have fun." Michonne said with polite smile on her face as she turned to leave.
Frank quickly darted around her and stood in front of her. Michonne tilted her head and glared at him with an annoyed expression.
Frank put his hands up in a pleading manner.
"I'm sorry…I'm just not good at this anymore. Well, I've never really been good at this." He said with an apologetic look.
"I know who you are. I've known since you and your group got here. I just never got the chance to talk to you." He said putting his hands down and looking at Michonne earnestly.
Michonne looked at him curiously.
"Maybe some other time. I'm really tired and want to get out of this thing." Michonne replied attempting to be cordial but direct.
She started to walk passed him when he reached out and gently slid his fingers around her hand. Michonne turned around and looked down at his hand holding hers.
"But you just got here." He said looking mildly disappointed.
Michonne scoffed, taken back by his actions.
"Walk you home, Michonne?" A low familiar voice asked from behind Frank.
As the tall man turned to see who it was, Michonne saw Rick standing behind Frank without his mask. Michonne snatched her hand from his and Frank looked back at her curiously.
Rick barely caught it but saw their hands touching. He'd noticed other men getting an eye full of Michonne as she made her way through the party, but this guy Frank seemed to be stalking her every move.
Rick really couldn't blame any of them, Michonne was an amazing woman. Still, he couldn't help but be irritated by the way Frank's eyes prowled all over her body.
They both looked at Rick as he stepped around the taller man and looked over at Michonne.
"Maggie said that she'd drop Carl and Judith off later." Rick said.
"So, if you're ready to go…"
"Or you could stay for a while longer. I make a mean margarita and we're going to play cards later." Frank interrupted Rick who tilted his head and glared at the persistent man.
Michonne shook her head.
"Yeah thanks, but like I said, I'm tired and I want to get out of this thing." Michonne said politely before looking at Rick.
"You ready?" She asked getting Rick's attention.
Rick eyes fell back on Michonne. He tried to smile but was too annoyed to form one.
"Yeah." He said stepping around her to open the door.
"Maybe some other time, Michonne." Frank said smiling.
Rick stopped and glared at Frank who returned the look. Michonne caught the look on Rick's face as she stepped pass the door.
"You coming?" Michonne asked, again getting Rick's attention.
Rick bit down on his lip, reminding himself that this whole thing was meant to boost morale. He followed Michonne out of the door after shooting another look at Frank.
Rick walked silently beside Michonne as they headed home. It was dark outside and the wind was blowing causing a chill in the air. Rick looked back towards the party still miffed at that guy blatantly flirting with Michonne. Couldn't he see she wasn't interested! Rick thought to himself, angrily shaking his head when he noticed that Michonne stopped.
He turned to look at her and saw the irritation on her face.
"You know I could've handled that guy, Rick. You don't have to walk me home, I can take care of myself." She said giving him one of the looks he hated getting from her.
Rick nodded his head.
"I know you can handle yourself…" He said as she started to walk again.
"Well, you don't need to walk me home. You can go back to the party, everyone will wonder where you are." Michonne said.
"Hey stop." Rick said reaching out and touching Michonne's arm.
Michonne turned and looked at Rick as he moved closer to her.
"I didn't want to walk you home because of him. I know you can handle yourself." He said looking in her eyes.
Michonne lifted her hands.
"Then why?" She asked crossing her arms.
Rick looked down at the ground and unsnapped the collar of his cape.
"I…I just wanted to be with you." He said pulling the cape from his shoulders and wrapping it around hers.
The two looked at each other as Rick's hands stayed on Michonne's shoulders.
Michonne watched as Rick leaned in to kiss her. Michonne's fingers slid around his neck as she pressed her lips to his and closed her eyes. The wind blew causing the cape to gently flow as the two continued to kiss. Michonne pulled out of the kiss and laughed a little.
"What?!" Rick asked still relishing the taste of her lips on his.
"That certainly took you long enough." Michonne teased side eyeing Rick as she turned to walk toward the house.
He watched as the long cape flapped in the wind slowly revealing Michonne's legs and then falling before the rest could be seen.
Rick laughed as he followed her.
"So, did you need help out of that thang?" Rick asked slyly.
"Nope." Michonne said looking back and smiling at Rick.
"Well, I didn't mean…" He started to lie.
"Noooope! You made me wait all this time, I think you can wait a little longer." She said turning around and pointing at him.
Rick looked confused and shook his head.
"Michonne, you were the one who made me wait. Goin off on your own all the time." He said jogging a little to catch up with her.
"Nope, you had several opportunities, Mr. Grimes. A couple more months won't kill you." Michonne turned around again and winked at Rick who stopped in his tracks.
"Months?!" He asked raising an eyebrow.
"Yep!" Michonne laughed enjoying the torment in his voice. Suddenly, she felt his hand grab hers. He pulled her close to him and passionately kissed her.
Michonne's head swooned as Rick slowly consumed her lips. This time it was him that pulled back leaving her wanting more.
"Maybe, weeks or days…minutes" Michonne admitted catching her breath and the two began to laugh.
THE END~
My Fire Starter
As he takes my breast between his lips
He pulls at the very core of me
As he snakes his fingers between my thighs
He ignites my entire being
My flesh is hot
This passion
It burns
All doubts have melted away
My body rolls
A molten lava
I consume and still I crave
I am ablaze
A roaring flame
And he…
He is my fire starter