[closed] All these places have their moments

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Characters: Zatanna Zatara & Jack Frost
Date: The weekend before Valentine's Day Landfall
Location: WO-3A
Situation: Zee has a special surprise for Jack....
Warnings/Rating: None that I can think of.


It was about 8 in the morning when she finished.

She wasn't tired. In fact, if anything, Zatanna had more energy coursing through her veins than usual. Or maybe that was the several cups pitchers of tea she'd drank during the night. Poor Baby Tooth had indulged herself in a few thimbles as well, the tiny fairae buzzing about the room like a hummingbird on a sugar high.

"Well..." She spun around in her chair, showing off the finished product. "What do you think?"

A moment's pause, as Baby Tooth flew up to her. Wing under one chin, one eye squinting. Inspecting closely. All too soon, however, she gave a huge smile and nod of approval.

"Then there's only one thing left to do."

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To: Jack Frost
From: Zatanna Zatara

Message:

Hey. I have something for you. Come over soon as you can, alright? Window's open.

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[wintershepherd]

He grinned, nodding. "Yeah, that sounds really good," he answered. "Let's do that."

[backwordscompatible]

Perfect. She was in the mood for pancakes, but she wasn't in the mood for cooking. Not after the near all-nighter she'd pulled--

--which would explain the faint yawn she tried to hide as she got up--

--and all the work she'd done on Jack's necklace. Which was technically her necklace to be worn around Jack. Because only Zatanna could ultimately come up with a gift for herself and state it was for someone else. There's your magic trick.

"I know this place not too far from here. Blueberry syrup. That's all I have to say about that." Her jacket was hanging on a hook along the wall. Her pajama pants were dark and neutral enough that they would be...decent enough for public. Which was a good thing, since she didn't seem to have any notions of changing her clothing.

She did, however, take a moment to reach for his hand once more, hers still very noticeably bare.

"Read to go?"

[wintershepherd]

"Definitely ready," Jack said, taking the offered hand. "We'll bring some back for Baby Tooth."

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"Assuming we can find her again," she laughed in agreement, before leading him out the door and into the morning sun.