Drabbletag 5, Warehouse 13, Myka/HG, "Once Upon an Artifact"
Title: Once Upon an Artifact
Author: pickledminx
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Pairing: Myka/HG
Prompt: drabbletag 5 - sleeping beauty
Rating: G
Word Count: 250
Summary: Helena turned just in time to see Myka fall - watching her crumple to the floor; asleep and, despite Helena’s efforts to rouse her, determined to stay that way.
Helena turned just in time to see Myka fall - watching her crumple to the floor; asleep and, despite Helena’s efforts to rouse her, determined to stay that way.
It didn’t take long until she spotted the culprit. A wooden spindle, which, the more Helena looked at it, the more she felt compelled to reach out and touch it. She didn’t. But, judging by the pinprick-sized tear in Myka’s glove, her Sleeping Beauty obviously had.
According to her knowledge, many fairytale artifacts couldn’t just be neutralized - they had to be played out.
From what Helena recalled, the story involved a prince, a dragon, and the poor girl falling asleep for 100 years - but it had to be simpler than that. It was the kiss that mattered.
Except that it had to be True Love’s kiss.
Yes, they were attracted to each other. They had their dance of glances and touches and suggestive remarks. But, simply fancying someone was far different from being their soulmate. And, what if she wasn’t?
No, she had to at least try it, before jumping to horrible conclusions. So she did; lowering her lips to meet Myka’s. For a few heart-sinking moments, nothing happened. Finally, she felt Myka stir beneath her - kissing her back. Slowly and half-aware, at first. Then, deliberately.
“Does this mean you’re my Prince Charming?” Myka teased.
“I think it means we’re in love. Or, that the artifact just accepts any kiss...” Helena added, hastily.
“No. It’s the love-thing,” Myka assured, confident in it.
Author: pickledminx
Fandom: Warehouse 13
Pairing: Myka/HG
Prompt: drabbletag 5 - sleeping beauty
Rating: G
Word Count: 250
Summary: Helena turned just in time to see Myka fall - watching her crumple to the floor; asleep and, despite Helena’s efforts to rouse her, determined to stay that way.
Helena turned just in time to see Myka fall - watching her crumple to the floor; asleep and, despite Helena’s efforts to rouse her, determined to stay that way.
It didn’t take long until she spotted the culprit. A wooden spindle, which, the more Helena looked at it, the more she felt compelled to reach out and touch it. She didn’t. But, judging by the pinprick-sized tear in Myka’s glove, her Sleeping Beauty obviously had.
According to her knowledge, many fairytale artifacts couldn’t just be neutralized - they had to be played out.
From what Helena recalled, the story involved a prince, a dragon, and the poor girl falling asleep for 100 years - but it had to be simpler than that. It was the kiss that mattered.
Except that it had to be True Love’s kiss.
Yes, they were attracted to each other. They had their dance of glances and touches and suggestive remarks. But, simply fancying someone was far different from being their soulmate. And, what if she wasn’t?
No, she had to at least try it, before jumping to horrible conclusions. So she did; lowering her lips to meet Myka’s. For a few heart-sinking moments, nothing happened. Finally, she felt Myka stir beneath her - kissing her back. Slowly and half-aware, at first. Then, deliberately.
“Does this mean you’re my Prince Charming?” Myka teased.
“I think it means we’re in love. Or, that the artifact just accepts any kiss...” Helena added, hastily.
“No. It’s the love-thing,” Myka assured, confident in it.