Challenge Response Fluff -- The "Eyes" Have It

[darandkerry.livejournal.com]

Title:  The ‘Eyes’ Have It

Author:  Ann

Challenger:  RalSt

Challenge:  Xena/Gabrielle, Cyrene’s tavern, cyclops’ eyeball

Fandom:  Xena

Disclaimer:  No ownership, simply fluff 

 

The door to the tavern opens revealing a beautiful, dark haired woman with a keg resting comfortably on her shoulder.  She walks up to the bar area and addresses the short, well-toned female sitting nearby. 

 

“Gabrielle, have you seen mother?  I’ve got to unload about fifteen more of these kegs, and I need to know where she wants me to stack them.”

 

Gabrielle moves toward the tall woman and gently kisses her lips before answering.  “Cyrene is gone to the healer.  She said something about being low on supplies, and since you always seem to pick up an injury or two when we’re here, she wanted to be prepared.”

 

Xena places the keg on the floor and raises both eyebrows.  “Me?  I’m not the one who is accident prone.  You are the one who is always getting a sprain or splinter somewhere.”

 

The two continue to banter back and forth as to who sustains the most injuries when Cyrene steps into the tavern with her purchases. 

 

Walking directly between the two bickering women, she says “All right, that’s enough.  I will cast the deciding vote on this squabble.”

 

Each woman stands with hands on hips awaiting Cyrene’s choice.  The older woman smiles broadly and says “Actually, it’s a tie.  You are both prone to injury.  I made sure to buy plenty of herbs and ointments for your two week stay.  Now, let’s get back to work.”

 

She walks to the kitchen while the Warrior Princess and Amazon Queen stand with mouths agape.  As each opens her mouth to reply, a voice is heard from the back area “Close your mouths; you know I’m right.  Xena, I want those kegs back here in the storeroom please.”

 

Xena shakes her head and bends to pick up one of the kegs in question.  As she moves toward the kitchen, she turns back to address her partner.

 

“Gabrielle, could you take Argo over to the blacksmith?  She needs two new shoes on her back hoofs.  Be sure to hold her head; otherwise, she’ll bite ol’ Jason’s head off.  You know how she hates strangers touching her.”

 

Gabrielle grudgingly agrees and heads for the stables while Xena continues with her stacking chore. 

 

Several candlemarks later, a frantic Cyrene rushes into the storeroom as Xena is placing the last of the kegs against the wall.

 

“Xena, come quick.  Argo bit Gabrielle, and she won’t let me treat her wound.  We need to hurry before infection sets it.”

 

Xena follows her mother up the stairs to the end bedroom where she finds Gabrielle lying on her stomach moaning.  She motions for her mother to leave them alone, and Cyrene complies.

 

Making her way to her partner’s side, Xena checks Gabrielle’s body for injury.  She scans the gorgeous body up and down before she finally focuses on the series of holes on the backside of Gabrielle’s skirt.

 

Stifling a laugh, Xena asks “Where does it hurt, dearest?”  Gabrielle whips her head around and answers “Go to Hades, Xena.  I hate that damn horse.  She bit me on the ass!”

 

Xena looks up just as Cyrene enters with her healers’ purchases.  She hands the bag to Xena and quickly exits the room.

 

Xena turns her attention back to Gabrielle and with a bit of coaxing, manages to get her lover to remove her skirt.  Gently, Xena cleans the bite marks on Gabrielle’s lovely ass.

 

Looking into the bag, Xena spots an unusual acquisition.  She removes the object and begins to lightly roll it over the injury.  Soon, Gabrielle begins to sigh in relief.

 

After a candlemark of treatment, Gabrielle says “By the gods, Xena.  That feels so good.  Usually the cure is worse than the injury.  What herb are you using?”

 

Xena places the ‘cure’ back into the bag and hesitates before answering.

 

“Um, . . . well . . . it’s actually a very rare treatment, mostly because it’s so difficult to find.  I’m actually surprised mother was able to get her hands on one.  It’s the absolute best thing to treat infection.”

 

Gabrielle slowly turns on her side and faces her lover.  “Xena, what is it?”

 

Xena hem haws around before answering “A cyclops’ eyeball.”

 

Gabrielle looks at Xena with disbelief as Xena slowly nods her head up and down.

 

The next sight to greet Xena’s eyes is the bare ass of her lover running across the hall to the bathing room.

Comments

[ralst.livejournal.com]

Ew, and eyeball to the bottom, I think I'd be running for the bathroom too. Thanks, very fluffy *g*

[darandkerry.livejournal.com]

Yep, I'd run too. I have to admit the 'eyeball thing' gave me quite a bit of trouble. I was going to use it as part of one of Cyrene's soup concoctions, but I didn't want to make poor Gabrielle sick to her stomach. Dipping her um ... gluteus maximus in the bath didn't seem as bad at the time.

[eclecticfan.livejournal.com]

wow - now admit it - this was just an excuse to write about Gab's ass... you can tell us ;P

[darandkerry.livejournal.com]

You're right. I'd use any excuse to write about any of Gab's wonderful assets. In fact, I am having a hard time taking my eyes off your above icon. Did you get a view from the rear by any chance?

[eclecticfan.livejournal.com]

alas - I do not - the next time I do a search for icon material, I will add that to my criteria!

[mrswoman.livejournal.com]

Hey Ann! Sorry I've not been fb'ing of late but I've been so damn busy trying to think of Aspect Meme words (and not really succeeding) Anyway, all your stories continue to please me and this one was no exception... lovely humerous fluff :) Thank you.

[darandkerry.livejournal.com]

No problem. I'm glad you enjoyed the fluff. It did contain a bit of an 'ew' factor, but so did that damn cyclops' eyeball.