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Janelle Monáe lyrics: Slide Back (Ghostbusters 2016)
Title: Slide Back
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Jillian Holtzmann/Patty Tolan
Rating: PG
Words: 365
Prompt: But I need to know if the world says it's time to go
Turns out so long as there aren’t any villains around trying to bring forth the apocalypse, there are limited job opportunities for ghost hunters. There’s reality TV, of course, or children’s birthday parties, or radio appearances on some of the more out-there channels. Didn’t matter how many ghosts flooded the streets of New York last year, the mainstream scientific community was still a decade from accepting the reality of life after death. Abby’s words.
They keep on going on, all the same. They still have the firehouse and all the equipment they got under the table from the city. Abby and Erin are happy so long as they can chase a rumour of a ghost somewhere in New Jersey or spend hours going through mathematics Patty won’t even try to understand. Nobody notices what it’s doing to Holtzmann. Nobody but Patty, who’s kinda used to noticing her girlfriend.
“You don’t have to pull that magical unstable genius pixie girl routine with me, honey,” she tells her one day she catches her pretending again, after another long day of finetuning equipment they can’t add to. “I know you’ve been blowing up trash cans again.”
Holtzmann groans and slumps back against the breakroom table. “I’m bored.”
“I know, honey. It sucks.”
Holtzmann’s also the only one of them that knows Patty’s picking up evening shifts in the underground again. Rent needs paying on her flat, even if it doesn’t on the firehouse. They’re all sliding back into normality. It’s not easy, not when you’ve spent some time being awesome. Especially for someone like Holtzmann. She’s got fire under her heels and could go off at any moment. It’s what Patty loves about her, what makes her so fucking amazing in bed. But it means… Patty’s not sure what it means. Not a dog and a white picket fence, anyway.
Patty won’t say, ‘something will turn up’, like Erin does. “You’ll think of something. It’s in your nature.”
Holtzmann lifts her head from the table and grins, bright like an atomic dawn. It was the right thing to say, it seems. Or the wrong, like aiming a loaded cannon at a problem. But, hey. At least she’s smiling.
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Jillian Holtzmann/Patty Tolan
Rating: PG
Words: 365
Prompt: But I need to know if the world says it's time to go
Turns out so long as there aren’t any villains around trying to bring forth the apocalypse, there are limited job opportunities for ghost hunters. There’s reality TV, of course, or children’s birthday parties, or radio appearances on some of the more out-there channels. Didn’t matter how many ghosts flooded the streets of New York last year, the mainstream scientific community was still a decade from accepting the reality of life after death. Abby’s words.
They keep on going on, all the same. They still have the firehouse and all the equipment they got under the table from the city. Abby and Erin are happy so long as they can chase a rumour of a ghost somewhere in New Jersey or spend hours going through mathematics Patty won’t even try to understand. Nobody notices what it’s doing to Holtzmann. Nobody but Patty, who’s kinda used to noticing her girlfriend.
“You don’t have to pull that magical unstable genius pixie girl routine with me, honey,” she tells her one day she catches her pretending again, after another long day of finetuning equipment they can’t add to. “I know you’ve been blowing up trash cans again.”
Holtzmann groans and slumps back against the breakroom table. “I’m bored.”
“I know, honey. It sucks.”
Holtzmann’s also the only one of them that knows Patty’s picking up evening shifts in the underground again. Rent needs paying on her flat, even if it doesn’t on the firehouse. They’re all sliding back into normality. It’s not easy, not when you’ve spent some time being awesome. Especially for someone like Holtzmann. She’s got fire under her heels and could go off at any moment. It’s what Patty loves about her, what makes her so fucking amazing in bed. But it means… Patty’s not sure what it means. Not a dog and a white picket fence, anyway.
Patty won’t say, ‘something will turn up’, like Erin does. “You’ll think of something. It’s in your nature.”
Holtzmann lifts her head from the table and grins, bright like an atomic dawn. It was the right thing to say, it seems. Or the wrong, like aiming a loaded cannon at a problem. But, hey. At least she’s smiling.