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Janelle Monáe: Is It Fall Yet In New York (Ghostbusters 2016)
Title: Is It Fall Yet In New York
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Abby/Patty
Rating: G
Word count: 300
Notes: For the prompt “Dance in the trees paint mysteries”.
Walking through Central Park with Patty was a revelation. Really, walking just about anywhere in New York with Patty was. Abby had a notebook in her hand and was scribbling down references to look up. “This is where most lethal muggings have happened,” said Patty, pointing underneath a bridge. “They say it’s because here is a good place to get a jump on a runner, but it’s in sight of the road, you gotta keep it quick and quiet. And there--” she pointed at a range of tall bushes by the water, “--is where they dump the bodies.”
“So this whole stretch between is potential haunting ground.” Abby drew a quick sketch and marked down the GPS from her phone, perched precariously on her open notebook.
“Absolutely. Hey, Abs.”
“Hmm?”
“You ever think about anything but ghosts?”
Abby pushed her glasses up her nose and looked up at the other woman. “Sure. Just not for long. You know me, Patty.”
“How about for an hour and a half? There’s a documentary matinee just down the street from here.”
Abby felt her cheeks dimple; the smile had been quite involuntary. “Are you asking me for a date? Sure.”
“...I didn’t say it was a date.”
“You didn’t say it wasn’t.”
“...And you said yes.”
“I did, didn’t I?”
The women smiled at each other. Abby recognized that little flutter in the bottom of her belly. Nothing to do but go with it. She always had.
“All right, all right. Just hold on.” Patty plucked a late-blooming rose from a bush you definitely weren’t allowed to pick flowers from and put it behind Abby’s ear. “Now it’s official.”
“Ow—that’s sweet, but—ow.”
They detangled the thorns from Abby’s hair and Patty got her an ice cream as an apology.
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Abby/Patty
Rating: G
Word count: 300
Notes: For the prompt “Dance in the trees paint mysteries”.
Walking through Central Park with Patty was a revelation. Really, walking just about anywhere in New York with Patty was. Abby had a notebook in her hand and was scribbling down references to look up. “This is where most lethal muggings have happened,” said Patty, pointing underneath a bridge. “They say it’s because here is a good place to get a jump on a runner, but it’s in sight of the road, you gotta keep it quick and quiet. And there--” she pointed at a range of tall bushes by the water, “--is where they dump the bodies.”
“So this whole stretch between is potential haunting ground.” Abby drew a quick sketch and marked down the GPS from her phone, perched precariously on her open notebook.
“Absolutely. Hey, Abs.”
“Hmm?”
“You ever think about anything but ghosts?”
Abby pushed her glasses up her nose and looked up at the other woman. “Sure. Just not for long. You know me, Patty.”
“How about for an hour and a half? There’s a documentary matinee just down the street from here.”
Abby felt her cheeks dimple; the smile had been quite involuntary. “Are you asking me for a date? Sure.”
“...I didn’t say it was a date.”
“You didn’t say it wasn’t.”
“...And you said yes.”
“I did, didn’t I?”
The women smiled at each other. Abby recognized that little flutter in the bottom of her belly. Nothing to do but go with it. She always had.
“All right, all right. Just hold on.” Patty plucked a late-blooming rose from a bush you definitely weren’t allowed to pick flowers from and put it behind Abby’s ear. “Now it’s official.”
“Ow—that’s sweet, but—ow.”
They detangled the thorns from Abby’s hair and Patty got her an ice cream as an apology.