I wrote a number of drabbles for people who bid on me during the Support Stacie Auction. Some are AU, some are canon. So rather than post them all over the board, I thought I'd just post them here. (They are not sequential.)
I don't own Roswell or any of the characters. They belong to Jason Katims, Melinda Metz etc.
They're all Child/Teen
It's Max and Liz.
Michael and Maria.
Alison Pairing: Dreamer Prompt:
Max and Liz were fooling around on Liz’s bed when Max discovered that his girlfriend was very ticklish, especially on the soles of her feet. He had a great time making her squeal and beg for mercy. He thought the sound of her laughter was music.
Until, in an attempt to get away from him, Liz’s knee slammed full force into his crotch.
Max rolled into the fetal position, groaning in pain.
“Are you ok? Liz asked, frightened that she had damaged the crown jewels for good.
“It hurts,” Max squeaked.
Liz smiled devilishly, “Want me to kiss it better?”
Two things Max had never seen before – an uneaten dinner on Michael’s table and a broad grin on his friend’s face. He saw the reason why when Maria walked out of Michael's bedroom, dressed in one of his Metallica t-shirts.
“I made her dinner, and she was all over me,” Michael explained smugly.
So Max took cookery lessons in hopes of being able to impress a girl when the time came. His specialty was meatballs in his own special sauce.
When he met Liz, he knew within three seconds that she was the one for him. For their third date, he invited her to his place for dinner and cooked the meatballs and special sauce.
“It smells wonderful,” Liz complimented. When she took a bite of the food and her eyes closed in pleasure, Max knew his special sauce had done the trick.
As Liz raised her fork again, the sauce dripped off it and onto her expensive silk dress.
Max jumped up, apologising and stammering. He grabbed a cloth to help clean her off but ended rubbing in the sauce and groping her boob.
Liz just laughed and slipped the dress off her body. “It was coming off anyway.”
Girl Afraid Pairing:
Michael Guerin was a stone wall. A lone wolf. An island.
He was alone, it had always been that way and that’s how it would stay.
Then he met Maria and slowly the wall came down. He was no longer alone. Maria invaded every part of his life.
Suddenly there were scented candles in the bedroom and seven different types of bubble bath in the bathroom. Now he was eating salads, using fabric conditioner, going to see romantic comedies at the movies, watching girly tv at home.
He fought it, of course, but it was no use. Maria wasn’t giving up on him. She could be as stubborn as he was.
One day she asked how she looked in a new dress she had bought. He replied, “You look fierce.”
That’s when he knew that it was a lost cause. If Maria had invaded his vocabulary then the fight was over.
And actually, he was happy with that.
Alien Friend Pairing:
Max and Isabel siblings Prompt:
Isabel was hiding something.
For the past few days she’d been secretive and cagey, preferring to stay in her room than hang with Max. More than once, he’d walked in on conversations between his sister and mother that ended abruptly. Isabel freaked when he went into her room. She refused to go swimming. She was wearing sweats. Sweats!
He was determined to find out what she was hiding from him. So while she was watching some dumb chick flick, Max searched her room.
When he found the box of tampons, he realised that some things, he didn’t want to know.
Sock Puppet Pairing:
The Gift of Cotton
For their second wedding anniversary, Max bought Liz a gorgeous silk scarf. “I hope you don’t mind me veering from tradition. I know it’s supposed to be cotton for the second anniversary but I saw this and had to buy it for you.”
Liz wrapped the scarf around her neck. Max thought it looked perfect against her luminous skin. “I love it,” she assured him. “Yours is made from cotton.”
Max opened the box she presented him and was surprised to find a sock puppet inside, like the ones Liz made for her Kindergarten students. Except this one was made from a baby’s sock.
He looked at it in confusion. “Uh… thanks?”
His wife smiled and slipped the sock over her fingers.
In her best puppet voice, Liz explained. “This is my way of telling you that we’re going to have a baby.”
Max swept her into his arms and kissed her soundly. “That is the best gift ever.”
Michael and the Dragon
“Daddy, tell us one more story. Pleeeease.”
“Alright, just one and then it’s really bedtime…. Once upon a time there was a handsome prince called Michael. He was the bravest and strongest prince who had ever lived in the land of Roswellia. He also had the best hair.
Michael was in love with a beautiful princess called Maria. She was the prettiest girl in the land with big green eyes and golden hair and the sweetest singing voice Michael had ever heard.
They were going to be married in a big wedding at the castle, when disaster struck. Maria was kidnapped by the biggest, scariest dragon you have ever seen.
The prince mounted his horse and rode out to save his princess.
He had to leave Roswellia behind and ride into the barren wilderness where the dragon had her lair. Unfortunately the entrance to the dragon’s land was guarded by the hugest, meanest Cyclopes called Ragin Ray. He could crush a rock to fine dust with his bare hand. He could fell trees with a single blow. He could run a hundred miles in one hour.
But Ragin Ray was no match for Prince Michael. After a long battle that went on for three days and three nights, Ragin Ray was defeated and Prince Michael was able to pass into the dragon’s land.
Then he had to travel a long distance until at last he could see the rocky outcrop of the Dragon’s lair on the distant horizon. The Dragon saw him approaching and she began to roar and screech. The sound was so horrifying and frightening that Prince Michael’s horse refused to go any closer and so the Prince had to travel the remaining distance on foot. As he walked, the Dragon screeched and berated him, but Prince Michael kept walking.
At last he came to the Dragon’s lair. The Dragon spit fire at him, which Prince Michael successfully dodged. He hid behind some rocks and surveyed the scene. Maria was tied to a rock at the very top of the outcrop.
Because the dragon liked to shoot fire all the time, it was very hot. All the stones and rocks were hot to touch and soon Prince Michael was feeling the heat. His lips were parched and he was gasping for a drink.
He could hear, the very faint sound of water trickling somewhere near by. Slowly and carefully, he crept among the boulders, staying out of the Dragon’s sight until her came upon a spot where a small trickle of water dripped from a crack amongst the rocks. He knelt down beside it and scooped the water up thirstily. Then he realised that the water came from a stream that was being blocked by the boulders.
He searched around and found a long, heavy piece of wood which he used as a lever. With one powerful, mighty push, Prince Michael pressed all his weight down and with a loud crash, the wall of boulders went crashing down and suddenly a great wave of water came rushing out. It flooded the dragon’s lair and washed the Dragon away, down the great river and out into the ocean.
Prince Michael swam through the water until he reached Princess Maria, who was safe up high on the tall rocks.
Together they returned to Roswellia and lived happily ever after. The End.”
“That was a good story daddy,” his daughter said in a sleepy voice. Within seconds she and her twin brother were fast asleep.
Michael tucked them in and kissed their foreheads.
He turned around to find Maria in the doorway, watching him with a fond smile. She raised an eyebrow, “Nice story. You do remember that the Dragon in the story is their grandmother?”
“It’s just a story.”
“Sure it is.”