Fanfic/Art - Full House and Sesame Street
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leskuhTitle: Dancing Dancing Dancing
Fandom/Universe: Full House
Character(s): Becky, Jesse, Kimmy
Rating: Teen
Summary: Sometimes you have to let go.
“I don’t understand...” He shakes his head (each hair perfectly in place) and turns away. “Did I do something wrong?” He’s searching for answers, because he wasn’t expecting this. Not in a million years.
“Oh Jess...of course not.” Her voice is soft and - what? Oh yeah - full of pity. Her eyes are round and her hair is cradling her face so that she looks just like an angel - the perfect little mommy for the perfect little boys and the perfect little wife for the (not quite) perfect father.
He sees her out of the corner of his eye and she’s dancing dancing dancing. Her hips move out of beat and she’s singing out of key and her hair is wild and untamed and she’s so young and he hates her.
“Then why are you doing this?” He demands of his wife and her perfect little body quakes just a bit. The music is pounding in his ears and he almost has to yell and the whole family is so close and yet so far and he wishes that it was all just a dream and the girls are dancing on the dance floor and Danny’s by the punch bowl and Joey’s with some girl making silly little jokes and its all so familiar and yet all so far away.
“Don’t yell at me!” She says in a hushed whisper and her eyes dart back and forth because she doesn’t want anyone to see. “I’m sorry...I can’t explain.”
“Why the hell not, Becky?!” He screeches and throws his hands up in exhaustion. Her eyes start to sparkle and she turns from him, but he grabs her arm.
He glances towards her again and glares. When had her lips gotten so full? When had her scrawny body developed hips? Why did he care? Leave him alone and go away! Go away because he hates her hates her.
He loves his perfect little wife.
Please stop dancing...
“Ow! Jess, let go!” She yells through tears and he’s sure that they’re beginning to notice, but he has to know.
“Tell me! Please...What did I do wrong?” He’s begging. He just wants an answer. He tried to be perfect, tried to be the best. The music stops, but she’s still there dancing dancing dancing. He grits his teeth and tears his eyes away from her.
“Why do you keep looking at her Jess?” Becky asks softly, sadly.
“Because she’s distracting! She looks like a freak!”
“Jess...”
“I’m sorry, Beck, but I can’t stand that girl and I -”
“You love her...”
His mouth is hanging open and someone gasps from behind him. For a moment he can’t move, can’t breath, can’t think. And then it breaks.
“Don’t be stupid, Becky! She’s a kid and she’s Gibbler! What on earth are you-” But her perfect little finger touches his not so perfect lips and she isn’t dancing dancing dancing anymore. She’s looking right at him and he can feel something inside of him begin dancing dancing dancing and then it hits him.
“No...”
“I’m sorry, Jesse...” Becky whispers softly in his ear, “But I can’t stay if you don’t really love me.” She moves quickly, but quietly. She tugs on the hands of her boys and leads them to the door.
“Daddy?” One of them asks and looks around wildly.
“He’s not coming, darling.” She says comfortingly through her tears.
“Why?” The other demands.
She looks back to see her looking at him and chokes back a sob.
“Just because, baby.”
And something inside of her is breaking breaking breaking.
a/n: I’m so sorry. I really really am. Well...not really. This will probably be the only one I ever do and I only wrote it because there weren’t ANY on FFN and I was highly dissapointed, because there are so many crazy people over there that I was SURE there’d be at least one. Oh and I think its kind of OOC...sorry.
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ART
Fandom/Universe: Sesame Street
Couple(s): Bert/Ernie
a/n: Kate wanted a finished copy. Here it is.
Fandom/Universe: Full House
Character(s): Becky, Jesse, Kimmy
Rating: Teen
Summary: Sometimes you have to let go.
“I don’t understand...” He shakes his head (each hair perfectly in place) and turns away. “Did I do something wrong?” He’s searching for answers, because he wasn’t expecting this. Not in a million years.
“Oh Jess...of course not.” Her voice is soft and - what? Oh yeah - full of pity. Her eyes are round and her hair is cradling her face so that she looks just like an angel - the perfect little mommy for the perfect little boys and the perfect little wife for the (not quite) perfect father.
He sees her out of the corner of his eye and she’s dancing dancing dancing. Her hips move out of beat and she’s singing out of key and her hair is wild and untamed and she’s so young and he hates her.
“Then why are you doing this?” He demands of his wife and her perfect little body quakes just a bit. The music is pounding in his ears and he almost has to yell and the whole family is so close and yet so far and he wishes that it was all just a dream and the girls are dancing on the dance floor and Danny’s by the punch bowl and Joey’s with some girl making silly little jokes and its all so familiar and yet all so far away.
“Don’t yell at me!” She says in a hushed whisper and her eyes dart back and forth because she doesn’t want anyone to see. “I’m sorry...I can’t explain.”
“Why the hell not, Becky?!” He screeches and throws his hands up in exhaustion. Her eyes start to sparkle and she turns from him, but he grabs her arm.
He glances towards her again and glares. When had her lips gotten so full? When had her scrawny body developed hips? Why did he care? Leave him alone and go away! Go away because he hates her hates her.
He loves his perfect little wife.
Please stop dancing...
“Ow! Jess, let go!” She yells through tears and he’s sure that they’re beginning to notice, but he has to know.
“Tell me! Please...What did I do wrong?” He’s begging. He just wants an answer. He tried to be perfect, tried to be the best. The music stops, but she’s still there dancing dancing dancing. He grits his teeth and tears his eyes away from her.
“Why do you keep looking at her Jess?” Becky asks softly, sadly.
“Because she’s distracting! She looks like a freak!”
“Jess...”
“I’m sorry, Beck, but I can’t stand that girl and I -”
“You love her...”
His mouth is hanging open and someone gasps from behind him. For a moment he can’t move, can’t breath, can’t think. And then it breaks.
“Don’t be stupid, Becky! She’s a kid and she’s Gibbler! What on earth are you-” But her perfect little finger touches his not so perfect lips and she isn’t dancing dancing dancing anymore. She’s looking right at him and he can feel something inside of him begin dancing dancing dancing and then it hits him.
“No...”
“I’m sorry, Jesse...” Becky whispers softly in his ear, “But I can’t stay if you don’t really love me.” She moves quickly, but quietly. She tugs on the hands of her boys and leads them to the door.
“Daddy?” One of them asks and looks around wildly.
“He’s not coming, darling.” She says comfortingly through her tears.
“Why?” The other demands.
She looks back to see her looking at him and chokes back a sob.
“Just because, baby.”
And something inside of her is breaking breaking breaking.
a/n: I’m so sorry. I really really am. Well...not really. This will probably be the only one I ever do and I only wrote it because there weren’t ANY on FFN and I was highly dissapointed, because there are so many crazy people over there that I was SURE there’d be at least one. Oh and I think its kind of OOC...sorry.
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ART
Fandom/Universe: Sesame Street
Couple(s): Bert/Ernie
a/n: Kate wanted a finished copy. Here it is.
