One of my favorite drabbles so far. Enjoy!
Title: Tiny
Summary: Fiona Glenanne had always been a tiny woman.
Genre: Romance/Family
Pairing: Fiona/Michael
Word Count: 173
Disclaimer: Not mine!
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7) Tiny
Fiona Glenanne had always been a tiny woman. Barely five feet tall and just a hundred pounds, she looked as though a strong breeze could carry her away. But she had a big personality to make up for it, something that Michael Westen always found particularly amusing.
Especially now.
"Do you have any idea how worried I was? You were supposed to be home at nine! I almost called the police!"
No, she wasn't yelling at Michael. She was yelling at their seventeen year old son, Aidan. At just over six feet and over a hundred and fifty pounds, he was no match for his mother and he knew it. So he stood there, head hung and hands in his pockets.
"Just…go to your room!"
Aidan nodded. "Yes, ma'am." He hurried up the stairs and retreated into his room.
Still irritated, Fiona turned on Michael. "And you…"
Michael held his hands up, backing away slowly and flashing her a charming smile.
The woman was tiny, but she packed a hell of a punch.
The End.
A/N: Aww, protective Mommy Fiona! I know a lot of you were asking to see Mommy Fiona, and I hoped you all liked it. Thanks for reading, and please review!