Fic: Some Secrets
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meridian_roseTitle: Some Secrets
Fandom: Original
Pairing/Characters: unspecified man and his mother-in-law
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 404
Prompt: For the![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
writerverse prompt 'Luck of the Irish' – my words from the generator were Mother in laws house, suspicion, ring
Summary: He tries to find evidence that his mother in law is a criminal but what he finds might be worse.
Warnings: None
The whole thing was ridiculous but here he was, breaking into his mother in law's house to allay his suspicions.
He knew the house well and was able to narrow down places to search. What he was looking for was another matter; papers, cash, or drugs. Something to prove that this woman was a criminal.
"You've married the daughter of a criminal," the proverbial bloke down the pub had said. "Into everything, the matriarch is. Drugs. Guns. Fake passports."
It seemed unlikely that anyone making vast amounts of money would live in this aging semi-detached suburban house, but maybe crime didn't pay as much as he imagined. If he hadn't always felt uneasy around her he'd have discounted the man's story as drunken ramblings. But 'matriarch' was what he called her in the privacy of his own head and to hear someone else address her as such had unnerved him.
After an hour of fruitless searching, he sighed and began to put all the books back onto the shelf he'd cleared. To his horror, the front door opened and in walked his mother in law.
She didn't seem surprised to see him, though she raised an eyebrow at him being surrounded by her books.
"If you wanted to borrow something to read, you only had to ask," she said in that voice, so aristocratic and out of place for the area in which she lived.
He tried to speak but no words came out.
"What are you looking for?"
"Proof that you're a criminal." The words left his mouth without stopping at his brain. She'd always had that effect on him.
She gave a deep, throaty laugh. "I have a secret, my son. But that's not it." She fiddled with the ring she always wore, large and ostentatious upon her slim finger. "You had to find out sometime, and this is as good a time as any."
He found himself unable to move as she strode purposefully toward him. She bent down, lithe despite her age.
"You didn't marry the daughter of a criminal," she said. She whispered the truth into his ear, and his blood ran cold. His eyes flicked again to the ring. He should have known.
"So, you put those books back," the matriarch said briskly, "and I'll make some tea."
He did as he was told. The alternative, to make her angry, was unthinkable.
Some secrets were better left untold.
Fandom: Original
Pairing/Characters: unspecified man and his mother-in-law
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 404
Prompt: For the
writerverse prompt 'Luck of the Irish' – my words from the generator were Mother in laws house, suspicion, ringSummary: He tries to find evidence that his mother in law is a criminal but what he finds might be worse.
Warnings: None
The whole thing was ridiculous but here he was, breaking into his mother in law's house to allay his suspicions.
He knew the house well and was able to narrow down places to search. What he was looking for was another matter; papers, cash, or drugs. Something to prove that this woman was a criminal.
"You've married the daughter of a criminal," the proverbial bloke down the pub had said. "Into everything, the matriarch is. Drugs. Guns. Fake passports."
It seemed unlikely that anyone making vast amounts of money would live in this aging semi-detached suburban house, but maybe crime didn't pay as much as he imagined. If he hadn't always felt uneasy around her he'd have discounted the man's story as drunken ramblings. But 'matriarch' was what he called her in the privacy of his own head and to hear someone else address her as such had unnerved him.
After an hour of fruitless searching, he sighed and began to put all the books back onto the shelf he'd cleared. To his horror, the front door opened and in walked his mother in law.
She didn't seem surprised to see him, though she raised an eyebrow at him being surrounded by her books.
"If you wanted to borrow something to read, you only had to ask," she said in that voice, so aristocratic and out of place for the area in which she lived.
He tried to speak but no words came out.
"What are you looking for?"
"Proof that you're a criminal." The words left his mouth without stopping at his brain. She'd always had that effect on him.
She gave a deep, throaty laugh. "I have a secret, my son. But that's not it." She fiddled with the ring she always wore, large and ostentatious upon her slim finger. "You had to find out sometime, and this is as good a time as any."
He found himself unable to move as she strode purposefully toward him. She bent down, lithe despite her age.
"You didn't marry the daughter of a criminal," she said. She whispered the truth into his ear, and his blood ran cold. His eyes flicked again to the ring. He should have known.
"So, you put those books back," the matriarch said briskly, "and I'll make some tea."
He did as he was told. The alternative, to make her angry, was unthinkable.
Some secrets were better left untold.
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Date: 2012-05-24 01:02 pm (UTC)Well done honey!
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Date: 2012-05-24 01:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-24 07:36 pm (UTC)And now I'm incredibly curious about what the secret is :D
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Date: 2012-05-25 09:59 am (UTC)No matter what I think the secret is (a vampire with a daylight ring, a werewolf with a moonstone, a Nazi scientist, a dispossessed monarch from a foreign land, her daughter is actually her clone), whatever the first horrifying thing the reader comes up with will be more effective for the chilling effect :D
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Date: 2012-05-27 09:25 pm (UTC)His horror at disobeying her said a lot about how dangerous she actually was. Then the idea of staying there and drinking tea with her made it even worse.
I like that you didn't actually reveal her secret.
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Date: 2012-05-28 06:51 am (UTC)