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    Bitter Endings, Sweet Beginnings: Part Two

     

    “I could never run that,” said Alice, shaking her head. “I’d be scared of getting lost during the race.” She frowned and said absently, “But I’m not sure why, I mean, I have a pretty good sense of direction. I don’t get lost in my car so why the heck am I scared of getting lost in a run?”

     

    “I’m not sure, darling, perhaps your mind is creating excuses as to why you should not pursue the impulse of taking up the sport,” offered Helena wryly.

     

    Grinning at this, Alice tapped the side of her head and declared happily, “Good mind! I’ll give you beer tonight as a reward.”

     

    “You do realize that kills your mind’s few and far between precious brain cells, do you not?” asked Helena, gravely staring Alice down. “That surely is not a sought upon reward.”

     

    Gazing at Helena for a long moment wearing a thoughtful expression, Alice jogged to a stop and caused the British woman to follow suit, looking at the blonde in concern. “Is something the matter?” she asked, taking a step forward to hold Alice’s hands in her own.

     

    “You got lost didn’t you?” asked Alice impishly, gripping Helena’s hands to keep her in place and hopping closer. When the brunette scowled, she released a mock evil laugh and ducked her head to met their eyes. “You SO got lost on those cross country races! I knew it!”

     

    “Only on a few rare instances where the proper signs were mysteriously lacking on the pathway,” Helena replied huffily, trying to twist away from Alice and failing as the blonde kept hopping around to remain close to her. “It wasn’t often.”

     

    “How often isn’t often?” asked Alice who continued hopping around Helena, occasionally poking her in the side and leading the British woman to squeal with laughter. “Come on, tell me! Don’t make me tickle the information out of you,” she threatened. “You know I’ll do it.”

     

    “You’re impossible,” accused Helena through wheezing laughter, crouched over and attempting to protect her sides. “You’re like some type of evil bunny rabbit who refuses to surrender and sticks her cotton tail in peoples faces then wags it as a rude taunt.”

     

    Comments

    1. so ok – you were totally right – i loved dana’s pov and it totally makes sense and you just rock for the way you make me still love her even though she broke Alice’s heart.
      And again, you were right, Jenny is the perfect friend for Alice and Helena and her ‘weirdness’ fits perfectly and is something endearing in this, not off putting as it is on the show.
      And finally – the comfort that alice and helena find in their shared experiences, insecurities and needs was just perfect! Loved it – but then again, knew I would! Great job!!!

    2. Hey now… lol. I’ve got nothing against Bagpuss! The show was cool but I’m mildly freaked out by it. Then again, I’m mildly freaked out by lawn gnomes too. Brrr. Lawn gnomes. Anyway, Helena and Jenny like Bagpuss. They just find it somewhat disturbing, much like me. =P

    3. Positively loving this, anyone who takes the time to properly write Helena *and* who writes her so damn well gets heaps of gold stars in my book. =) And I’m even picking up on the joys of Helacious =D Squeee

    4. Thank You! For reasons in no particular order:
      1. For writing Jenny in a way that isn’t about her “bad” weirdss. For actually writing her as someone who underneath all the complexities i still someone who can be kind, and defintely someone can see Alice having a friendsip with.

      2. For Dana’s pov–I danish shipper at heart and will be, damn all season 3 spoilers and what not, and even though this is helacious story at heart, there are still those undercurrents of Danish, which will always be true for me, no matter what happens with them.

      3. For writing helacious in such a way that even I, as a self proclaimed Danisher, can enjoy and even root for. I can only hope (perhaps foolishly)that the writers of TLW will do as much justice.

      You are by far my favorite Fan Fic writer on this board–effortlessly weaving stories together that explore connection, love and all the good stuff in between.

    5. I loved this and I’m a little upset that you got four stars considering some of the crap on this board that gets five stars. Dumb fuckers.

      Anyway. I already told you what I liked, but I think my favourite parts were getting into Helena’s background and in her head, particularly with her father and the issues she has with her mother and the thing about her running. Ha! I always got lost running cross-country and as I told you, getting lost 13 times is nothing to me because I got lost a lot more times than that. People totally do get lost! And how cute was it that Helena was all fixated and upset that she placed fourth after going a mile and half out of her way? Priceless and so her because she would totally demand so much of herself even at age 15.

      And ohh, that last part with the phone call and the dinner arrangements and everything? God.

      You’re killing me with Helacious cuteness!

    6. Not content with making us love Helacious, now you’re going to make me like Jenny! This is a great chapter. The insight into Dana: the scene where she watched Alice in the Planet was just painful. I loved the scene at the end when Alice called Helena. Great mix of tension and humour. And, finally, speaking as someone from the UK: don’t knock Bagpuss! (OK, it was weird, what can I say).

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