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The first shot has been fired - the Fic Battle will now begin! Full rules and guidelines here (please note the sign-up addition and the last prompt deadline edit), but the quick version is here:

1) Author A replies to this entry with their writing preferences (from here) to start their thread. Minor changes are allowed to preferences, if needed.
2) Prompter 1 replies to Author A's thread with a prompt
3) Author A fills said prompt with at least 300 words of fic and posts it in a reply to Prompter 1's comment.
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Jun. 15th, 2012 11:34 pm (UTC)
Jeff/Annie - Some little, seemingly insignificant moment makes Jeff realize he's in love with Annie.
Jun. 17th, 2012 01:38 am (UTC)
That's what Christmas is For |PG| word count: 1,301

To say that year 3 at Greendale had been a dark was something of an understatement. The got kicked out of school, Abed wanted to cut Jeff's arm, he had to watch a video of the dean strutting around naked.

Not to mention that they all somehow got conned/hypnotized into joining the Glee Club again, if Britta hadn't have sung who knows what could have happened? Mr. Rad may have killed them just like the last Glee Club, or even worse, they might have gone to regionals.

With that horrible Christmas in mind, and the weight of the entire last year, the group decided to actually get together and celebrate Christmas this year before someone had a mental breakdown or strange realization and they wound up celebrating it in the darkest possible way.

Said party was due to begin in less than an hour and Jeff found himself racing to the Casa chez Trobennie as fast as his lexus would go on a snow filled street in the middle of December... so, not nearly fast enough.

Jeff glanced at the passenger seat and nodded. Everything he put there sat still and in tact. Good. He paid more money than he probably should have on that stuff.

He had weeks to buy presents for everybody but he kept putting it off. How do you buy gifts for six lovable but crazy misfits? In the end he'd even gone to Annie for advice on the subject. Of course all he got was more of the "look into your heart" routine.

Without realizing it, Jeff's mouth had twitched up into a small smile and he even hummed a few lines of "daybreak" before he caught himself and paid attention to the road.

Over the last part of the year, Jeff had found himself going to Annie more and more for advice. He supposed that he always did, but usually it was when he wanted a reality check with someone that hadn't spent a lifetime short sheeting morality or filling him with Bible quotes.

But more often than not, this year he found himself going to Annie for the little things. Did she think his shirt was working? Was there enough bed on his head? Which wax did she prefer in place of shaving?

To his surprise, more often than not he found her taste to be fairly spot on in these regards. Not always, this was Annie of course. As classy and hot as she looked, not many women chose the skirt and cardigan look.

At any rate he had mostly ignored her advice until the last minute, when he really needed something. And that's when he found himself walking out of the Hallmark Gift Store, with a handful of random greeting cards and gift certificates. He could almost hear her telling him that these were the Jim Belushi of presents.

With a sigh he turned around and headed back in.

Jeff made a right hand turn, less than a block away from the apartment... and nearly ran into a jaywalking pedestrian. He leaned on his brakes and the horn, luckily skidding to a stop only inches from the jaywalker. The man gave him the bird and stormed off.

"Yeah? Merry Christmas to you too pal!" Jeff shouted and put his car back into gear.

He started scanning for a spot to park when he glanced at the seat and noticed one gift missing. Again, Jeff slammed on the brakes. Once he was sure no other cars were around he slipped it into park and leaned over to find the missing gift.

It sat on the floor where it had been thrown from it's perch. Jeff felt his stomach sink when he recognized which present it was. They gift wrapped all of them at the Hallmark store for him and he'd specifically asked for a purple ribbon for hers.

Jeff picked it up and bit the inside of his mouth. It had to be broken, it was probably the most fragile thing of all of the gifts. He gave it a shake but didn't hear any pieces rattling around.

He could see the apartment building up ahead and by now they were probably all gathering, waiting for him to arrive. But Jeff couldn't take the chance. He quickly pulled his car into an available spot and held the small gift in front of him.

Jun. 17th, 2012 01:39 am (UTC)
There would be no way of tying the ribbon back the way it was and no way of making it look like it hadn't been opened but Jeff didn't have that luxury.

As carefully as he could, Jeff undid the ribbon then worked his thumb under a slip of wrapping paper. Gently, he edged his thumb under the paper until the tape gave way and he could get to the box.

This was it. The moment of truth.

Jeff pulled the box open and removed the gift.

The small ballerina statue remained in perfect shape. When he bought it, he was sure it would break, it didn't look as sturdy as the toy soldier statue figurine, or the robot, or even the teddy bear.

Yet somehow, the statue had survived its crash.

Jeff held it up, searching it for any crack, any chip but found none. At this point all he could do was shake his head at his luck.

Annie's ballerina, much like herself, was much tougher than it appeared. That same smile he wore earlier reappeared. He bought them all gifts based on how Abed saw them during his claymation mental episode. He found that entire experience weird but it was widely regarded as their best Christmas.

Jeff started to put the ballerina back in the box but stopped midway through. It really did look like her, and he realized he couldn't wait to see the way she smiled when she saw it.

Daybreak had been stuck in his head but he suddenly found himself humming a different tune. One they only sang once and he was surprised he could remember it.

Annie as the ballerina. It fit. She was thin and graceful, and she did seem fragile and tightly wound, but just like the statuette he bought, she was so much tougher, and vivacious, and smart than she appeared.

Jeff's mind came to one of the last lyrics of the song. A part he and Annie had sung together. And suddenly it hit him. He almost dropped the statue in the process, but it hit him.

Everything he had been thinking about with the ballerina statue was what he actually thought of Annie. It wasn't that the statue embodied all that was good or bad about anyone, it was simply that it reminded him of her and he realized that he wanted to be reminded of her.

He actually liked thinking about her. It even made him want to celebrate Christmas of all things! It made him even want to study if it would make her happy!

Jeff stopped and reminded himself not to get carried away.

Without thinking about it, Jeff reached into his glove compartment and pulled out a pen. Quickly he jotted down a new note on the tag for Annie's gift then he closed it all up as best he could. He needed to find the perfect moment but he could at least drop her a subtle hint of what he had just realized.

His phone beeped with a new text. A message from Annie, asking where he was.

Jeff smiled and got out of the car, completely forgetting about the other gifts he bought. He held Annie's gift in the crook of one arm while he texted back.

Please Annie, he texted back. You think I would forget this? Christmas is a time to be with people you love.

She responded without any hesitation.
That's what Christmas is for!

a/n: Sorry for the lack of seasonal relevance but... that's what I came up with...
Jun. 19th, 2012 03:51 pm (UTC)
Aw, thank you, that was very sweet, the image of Jeff delicately holding a tiny figurine in his giant man-hands is really cute. And his chain of thought was quite spot-on. I'm curious what he wrote,though ;)

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