Drabble Challenge: Team Claudine || three drabbles
Title: Mother.
Author: knittingkneedle
Pairing: Claudine/Danny
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: 1. Secret
Team: Claudine
Disclaimer: Britannia High is very not mine
“You’re unlovable, Claudine.” It was one secret she thought she’d never tell, ever. But there was something about Danny; something in his crooked smile that sent all of her carefully constructed walls tumbling down.
Weakness. She could hear her mother’s brain ticking, the whirring of cogs in a machine; alcohol, silicon and bitterness had systematically removed any of her emotions years ago.
Her mother wasn’t capable of love, Claudine had come to terms with that- and she assumed she would go the same way.
But apparently she hadn’t, and that was one secret she was keeping close to her chest.
Title: Super Trouper
Author: knittingkneedle
Pairing: Lauren/Danny
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: 1. Secret
Team: Claudine
Lauren believed that, whatever the situation, there would always be a corresponding ABBA song.
It started when she was baby, her mother singing Chiquitita to her as a lullaby and it developed from there; she’d played Dancing Queen repeatedly, trying to pysch herself up for dance routines and had curled into a ball listening to Angel Eyes when her Nan died.
So there was only one way Lauren was going to feel better now, after being dumped by Danny. It wasn’t a secret that Lauren loved ABBA, but very few knew that she still kept (and wore) her Agnetha wig.
Title: Better Boss than B.O
Author: knittingkneedle
Pairing: BB/Jez
Rating: PG-13
Challenge: 1. Secret
Team: Claudine
It didn’t take long for Jez to notice how small the radio booth was, how BB’s leg would occasionally brush against his own, how his hands would graze Jez’s when they reached for something and how strongly he smelt of aftershave.
He teased him about it, but Jez could see where BB was coming from; with so much dancing, it was easy to fall into traps of working too hard or showering too little. Better Boss than B.O.
And now, whenever they weren’t in the booth, or BB wasn’t there,arm casually slung around Jez’s shoulder he secretly missed that smell.