Drabble, artwork

[mhalachai]

To Grandmother's House We Go
An Anita Blake drabble

Disclaimer: LKH owns all things Anita Blake
Characters: little Anita, her father
Setting: Pre-series. Waaay pre-series. In that summer after Anita started to raise the dead.
abvh100 Challenge: #72 -- Appearances Are Deceiving
fanfic100 Challenge: #63 -- Summer
Note: sabriel_0405 said a lovely thing the other hour, and it pushed me into drabbling.

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He stared at his thirteen-year-old daughter, sitting sullenly in the airport. She didn't want to be here, didn't want to go to Mexico while all her friends were at summer camp. He didn't want to be here either.

Anita looked so normal that his stomach churned. But she wasn't normal. Like stories Maria had told about her mother, stories of unnatural darkness.

"Can I get a Coke?" Anita asked suddenly.

He swallowed his panic. "Sure, sweetie."

"Thanks, Daddy."

He watched Anita, so young, so... innocent. Who would have imagined that she could do something as horrible as raising the dead?

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Plus, I stayed late at work today, and made a banner for "Hey Little Sister". It's kinda goofy, but what can you do with B&W images?

It looks like this:

And it's on the story now. Whee!

Comments

[mhalachaiswords.livejournal.com]

She didn't see it at the time, but it gradually came to her... which is arguably worse, finally understanding that your own father thinks that about you. Poor kid.