Standing Up, SamxJules, PG-13
Title: Standing Up
Author: darkseeradept
Characters: Sam x Jules
Word Count: 200
Prompt: #52 Shift
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Who thought getting to your feet would have been so difficult.
Disclaimer: So , close… so close to owning it…
A/N: Also this story makes a lot more sense if you go skiing...and if you fall over skiing.. it's very difficult to get back up on your first try.
“Shift your weight; you’ll be able to get back up.”
“This seriously is not working.”
“Look it’s easy, just press against the front of your boots and heave yourself up.”
“I’ve been trying.” he snapped from his position lying on the snowy hill. For now he was content to just continue lying there… it wasn’t like he able to go anywhere else anyway.
Brown eyes glared down at him, her ski’s sideways to keep from going down the hill. “You aren’t very good at shifting your weight are you?”
“Apparently not.”
Jules met Sam’s glare from beneath her goggles. The ski poles in her hand stuck in the snow on either side of him. “So you’re just going to stay there- on the ground?”
The blonde sniper adjusted the skis on his feet that were stuck in the snow. “Yup.”
“You’re going to freeze to death.” She muttered with a smile.
“I’ll take freezing to death over breaking my neck trying to get down from this hill.”
The brown haired woman shook her head plopping down next to him. “So you can’t swim, can’t ski… remind me again why I keep you around.”
“Because you love me?”
“Must be that.”
Author: darkseeradept
Characters: Sam x Jules
Word Count: 200
Prompt: #52 Shift
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None
Spoilers: None
Summary: Who thought getting to your feet would have been so difficult.
Disclaimer: So , close… so close to owning it…
A/N: Also this story makes a lot more sense if you go skiing...and if you fall over skiing.. it's very difficult to get back up on your first try.
“Shift your weight; you’ll be able to get back up.”
“This seriously is not working.”
“Look it’s easy, just press against the front of your boots and heave yourself up.”
“I’ve been trying.” he snapped from his position lying on the snowy hill. For now he was content to just continue lying there… it wasn’t like he able to go anywhere else anyway.
Brown eyes glared down at him, her ski’s sideways to keep from going down the hill. “You aren’t very good at shifting your weight are you?”
“Apparently not.”
Jules met Sam’s glare from beneath her goggles. The ski poles in her hand stuck in the snow on either side of him. “So you’re just going to stay there- on the ground?”
The blonde sniper adjusted the skis on his feet that were stuck in the snow. “Yup.”
“You’re going to freeze to death.” She muttered with a smile.
“I’ll take freezing to death over breaking my neck trying to get down from this hill.”
The brown haired woman shook her head plopping down next to him. “So you can’t swim, can’t ski… remind me again why I keep you around.”
“Because you love me?”
“Must be that.”