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Janelle Monáe lyrics: Seeking Genius (Ghostbusters 2016)
Title: Seeking Genius
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Jillian Holtzmann/Abby Yates, kinda pre-slash
Rating: G
Words: 200
Prompt: Heaven is betting on us
”Do you believe in ghosts, apparitions, or so-called supernatural phenomena?” Abby leaned over the university cafeteria table she’d loaned for her lab assistant interviews.
Jillian Holtzmann was rocking her chair back, one combat boot on the edge of the table, arms crossed. Like a trash lesbian who’d never been to a job interview before. Who the hell paid for her education? Still, Abby couldn’t be too picky, and the lesbian part was a bonus. Abby was partial to the odd dude, but she’d had it with heteros as lab partners. Too much sexist tension.
”Does it get me the job if I do?”
”No,” said Abby, her mouth making a moue. ”Are you willing to try to prove the impossible?”
”Sure.”
”Roam around decrepit old buildings looking for traces of psionic energy?”
”Why not?”
”Experiment with potentially unstable particles illegally and with a limited budget?” She winced apologetically even as the words left her mouth.
The boot came down. The woman leaned over the cafeteria table with a mad grin on her face. ”Absolutely.”
Abby sighed, nodded, and smiled, handing Holtzmann her clipboard like a ceremonial weapon. ”That will get you the job. Welcome on board. Let’s go make history.”
Fandom: Ghostbusters (2016)
Characters/Pairings: Jillian Holtzmann/Abby Yates, kinda pre-slash
Rating: G
Words: 200
Prompt: Heaven is betting on us
”Do you believe in ghosts, apparitions, or so-called supernatural phenomena?” Abby leaned over the university cafeteria table she’d loaned for her lab assistant interviews.
Jillian Holtzmann was rocking her chair back, one combat boot on the edge of the table, arms crossed. Like a trash lesbian who’d never been to a job interview before. Who the hell paid for her education? Still, Abby couldn’t be too picky, and the lesbian part was a bonus. Abby was partial to the odd dude, but she’d had it with heteros as lab partners. Too much sexist tension.
”Does it get me the job if I do?”
”No,” said Abby, her mouth making a moue. ”Are you willing to try to prove the impossible?”
”Sure.”
”Roam around decrepit old buildings looking for traces of psionic energy?”
”Why not?”
”Experiment with potentially unstable particles illegally and with a limited budget?” She winced apologetically even as the words left her mouth.
The boot came down. The woman leaned over the cafeteria table with a mad grin on her face. ”Absolutely.”
Abby sighed, nodded, and smiled, handing Holtzmann her clipboard like a ceremonial weapon. ”That will get you the job. Welcome on board. Let’s go make history.”