#cc34

Send me a ship/character(s) and a one word prompt and I will write a 5 sentence fic about it.

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Hockey always felt like a job, but it also felt like something more.

Cole remembers sitting in the lockerroom staring at the floor and hearing that it was his duty to be there for his team. That he was there to support them and be there for them when others try to mess with them.

He's a defenseman, those were players meant to serve others after all.

fantabby au,,

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"Need help?"

Joe is strapping a few bags onto his horse as the crunching of footsteps sound behind him. He's gotten used to Cole's voice by now, his presence staying longer than maybe Joe was comfortable with,

"I'm good." Another set of hands would help, especially from someone Joe wouldn't have to teach the steps to. Packing up was always something that was better steamlined than not.

Chase would probably smack him upside the head for refusing the offer. Calling him bullheaded and stupid. It wouldn't be a lie, Joe knows he's letting petty feelings get in the way, but he's never one to not let anger cloud his judgement.

Out of the corner of his eye he can see Cole shift a bit awkwardly. Part of him hopes he gets angry, hopes that it'll start something that Joe's familiar with. Even if the fight would only do more harm than good,

"Okay," Cole's voice is flat instead, "Just holler if you need anything."

you can read ‘auld kirk green, part one’ on AO3 and ffnet!

in that case it would be part i out today and part ii next friday

like im nearly at 10k but its just. theres so much stuff