FIC: Chasing Butterflies (1/1)
Title: Chasing Butterflies
Author: badfalcon
Fandom: ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane, AU, Fantasy, Fluff, Vignette
Rating: G
Thanks to: You, for reading. charlies_dragon for the prompt 'Chris - chasing butterflies (kitty!verse) that inspired this lil piece. bellasianna as ever, for the beta, handholding and encouragement!
Notes: This isn't just AU you guys... this is an AU of the kitty!Christian AU but charlies_dragon asked and... then he was a kitten-toddler!
Disclaimer: Christian Kane and his momma are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it
Summary: She watches him playing in the sunshine
She watches him through the window while she does the dishes. Watches him playing in the sunshine, running through the beams. The kitchen door is open and she can hear him chittering, mrowing and laughing as he bounds across the grass, only to skid to a stop and drop to all fours, his head cocked to one side and his tail twitching restlessly.
Christian creeps forward, his belly low and his nose twitching. He clicks curiously, then giggles and pounces at the butterfly; pouncing again and again as it flies past his head. He spins around so fast he almost trips over his tail, eyes wide as he spots more of them flying through the garden and he chases after them; running, leaping and pouncing, his laughter loud and carefree.
"What are you doing, Christian?" She asks as she picks him up, shifting him onto her hip. She scritches the back of his ears then runs her fingers through the fur at the back of his neck until he's purring and nuzzling her cheek.
"Nothing mama. Just playin'" he promises, batting at another butterfly as it flies past him; laughing as it flies closer, his eyes crossing as he tries to follow it. He sneezes and shakes his head, scratching at one ear. "They pretty," he tells her, wriggling in her arms. "Down?" he pleads. "Playin!"
She laughs and presses a kiss to his temple, then lets him jump to the floor, settling down on the grass to watch her son racing around garden.
~El Fin~
Author: badfalcon
Fandom: ITBN
Categories: Christian Kane, AU, Fantasy, Fluff, Vignette
Rating: G
Thanks to: You, for reading. charlies_dragon for the prompt 'Chris - chasing butterflies (kitty!verse) that inspired this lil piece. bellasianna as ever, for the beta, handholding and encouragement!
Notes: This isn't just AU you guys... this is an AU of the kitty!Christian AU but charlies_dragon asked and... then he was a kitten-toddler!
Disclaimer: Christian Kane and his momma are real people, and the events in this story are just that - fictional, figments of my sick and twisted imagination. Hell, call it a fantasy if it makes you feel better. Whatever. No rumours should be started in regards to any events in these works of fiction. This story is written purely for entertainment purposes and no money is being made out of it
Summary: She watches him playing in the sunshine
She watches him through the window while she does the dishes. Watches him playing in the sunshine, running through the beams. The kitchen door is open and she can hear him chittering, mrowing and laughing as he bounds across the grass, only to skid to a stop and drop to all fours, his head cocked to one side and his tail twitching restlessly.
Christian creeps forward, his belly low and his nose twitching. He clicks curiously, then giggles and pounces at the butterfly; pouncing again and again as it flies past his head. He spins around so fast he almost trips over his tail, eyes wide as he spots more of them flying through the garden and he chases after them; running, leaping and pouncing, his laughter loud and carefree.
"What are you doing, Christian?" She asks as she picks him up, shifting him onto her hip. She scritches the back of his ears then runs her fingers through the fur at the back of his neck until he's purring and nuzzling her cheek.
"Nothing mama. Just playin'" he promises, batting at another butterfly as it flies past him; laughing as it flies closer, his eyes crossing as he tries to follow it. He sneezes and shakes his head, scratching at one ear. "They pretty," he tells her, wriggling in her arms. "Down?" he pleads. "Playin!"
She laughs and presses a kiss to his temple, then lets him jump to the floor, settling down on the grass to watch her son racing around garden.
~El Fin~