Becker's Reassurance (Becker; Becker; PG)
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katleeptTitle: "Becker's Reassurance"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Drabble
Challenge: This started as a prospective answer for a Gen-drabble LJ comm's weekly challenge but ended up way too long.
Date Written: 11 May, 2012
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: John Becker, Linda, Margaret, and all other characters mentioned within are © & TM their respective owners, not the author, and are used without permission. No one can own the Source of All Evil, but this particular representation of him is © & TM his respective owners, also not the author, and is used without permission. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Margaret told him once that everybody needs something in which to believe. John remembers arguing with her about that for hours, swearing he needed nothing, but after getting hit by a bus a week ago, he's started to realize there is something in which he believes. There are some things he looks for to tell him everything will be okay.
It's his morning routine. As long as everything remains the same, from the burned coffee at the diner to filching cigarettes off of Jake to Margaret's cheery disposition that makes him want to put a fist through the wall and Linda being late, Becker knows it'll be okay. If things stay normal, he won't lose his heart again, and so when Margaret bubbles about it being a beautiful day, he growls around his cigarette but comes the closest to smiling that he ever does.
It's another, average, smog-ridden day in his own spot in this freaking Hell called Earth. He won't lose his heart. He won't get hit by a bus. That's as good as it gets for him, and Becker's perfectly fine with his average, every day life. He's fine as long as he never lets in anybody else.
The End
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: PG
Summary:
Warnings: Drabble
Challenge: This started as a prospective answer for a Gen-drabble LJ comm's weekly challenge but ended up way too long.
Date Written: 11 May, 2012
Word Count: 200
Disclaimer: John Becker, Linda, Margaret, and all other characters mentioned within are © & TM their respective owners, not the author, and are used without permission. No one can own the Source of All Evil, but this particular representation of him is © & TM his respective owners, also not the author, and is used without permission. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Margaret told him once that everybody needs something in which to believe. John remembers arguing with her about that for hours, swearing he needed nothing, but after getting hit by a bus a week ago, he's started to realize there is something in which he believes. There are some things he looks for to tell him everything will be okay.
It's his morning routine. As long as everything remains the same, from the burned coffee at the diner to filching cigarettes off of Jake to Margaret's cheery disposition that makes him want to put a fist through the wall and Linda being late, Becker knows it'll be okay. If things stay normal, he won't lose his heart again, and so when Margaret bubbles about it being a beautiful day, he growls around his cigarette but comes the closest to smiling that he ever does.
It's another, average, smog-ridden day in his own spot in this freaking Hell called Earth. He won't lose his heart. He won't get hit by a bus. That's as good as it gets for him, and Becker's perfectly fine with his average, every day life. He's fine as long as he never lets in anybody else.
The End
