Fandom: The Chronicles of Narnia and Buffy The Vampire Slayer.
Disclaimer: I only own the computer this is written on. Everything else belongs to C. S. Lewis and Joss Whedon.
Author's note: Hi. I'm a long-time lurker who has just written and posted my first story ever! I suddenly had this strong urge to write this. Not really sure how this posting thing works, but I'm crossing my fingers and hoping for the best. Please be kind... *hides*
Lipstick, red and bright. Susan pouts her lips as she puts it on, looking at her reflection in the mirror. Her brothers and sister thinks she cares too much about these things. Make up, pretty dresses, parties.... They don't understand.
She picks up a brush and starts brushing her hair. Maybe she'll put it up later. The new hairclip painted with green and golden flowers will look good in it. It also keeps her hair under control. Peter thinks she tries to be older than she is to impress boys. Edmund feels she has betrayed them and Narnia. And Lucy... Lucy mourns Susan's loss on her behalf. Sometimes she wishes she could just go to them, join them in their talks of Narnia. She knows she'll be welcome. But no, it has to be this way.
Susan puts on a small gold cross. A gift form her mother. The make up, the jewelry, the garden parties, the dances, the men in their smart uniforms. It's real, it's something she can grasp. It's something she can have. If only for a while. Narnia is lost to her forever.
A dash of perfume and she's ready to go. With a last look in the mirror she grabs a stake and goes out into the night.