Sally practically skipped into the coffee shop three hours before her usual coffee run. She went straight for Felicity. “What are you doing this Saturday?” Sally asked her.
“I was going to fix my TV.” Felicity answered, eyeing the younger woman. “Now I’m guessing I am doing something with you instead.”
“Bingo!” Sally produced a ticket and scrap of paper with a flourish. “You’re coming to Senator Winston’s fundraiser with me.”
“I really don’t think-” Felicity began.
“It’s black tie, pick me up at four.” Sally pointed at the address on the paper. “Come early if you don’t have anything nice to wear.” Sally beamed at Felicity so brightly that the former assassin was temporarily blinded. “Don’t be late!” Sally turned and hurried from the café. Felicity was temporarily stunned. She looked at Teddy and Sasha who had watched the whole thing with amusement.
“What just happened?” Felicity had undergone interrogations that she felt more in control of than that conversation.
Teddy chuckled. “You, my friend, have just been shanghaied into the dreaded ‘plus one’ work function.”
“How?” Felicity asked, bewildered. When exactly had she lost her edge so completely that she could be ambushed by a college intern?
“She cut you off before you could say no.” Sasha grinned.
“But I didn’t say yes!” Felicity protested.
“True,” Sasha agreed. “But how will she feel if you don’t show up?” Felicity stared at her. Then, to Teddy’s surprise, Felicity swore. She had been well and truly cornered. Felicity grabbed the ticket and the address and stalked into the backroom. She had no idea where she was going to find an appropriate dress before Saturday.
Sasha watched her go. “I ship it.” She stated.
“What?!” Teddy yelped, dropping the mug he’d been drying off. “Sasha, you can’t ship real people!” He hissed with a panicked look where Felicity had disappeared.
“Too bad.” Sasha had the sort of grin on her face that he associated with her fanfiction consumption. “I ship it. Salicity forever.” Teddy suppressed a groan. He knew that she’d been disappointed with their utter failure setting Felicity up on speed dates, but this was ridiculous.
He opened his mouth to dissuade the fangirl, only to close it when Felicity walked back in the café. She was still muddled enough that she didn’t notice the new way that Sasha was looking at her. Teddy’s mind scrambled for ways to keep Sasha away from Felicity (and Sally), while he swept up the mess. How could he protect someone from a shipper? Teddy groaned. They were all doomed.
Well... I wrote this ages ago. And Sasha is echoing the sentiment of a very good friend of mine. It just seemed too soon to bring it up before. But now that Sasha has tried (and failed) with the speed dating, it seemed like a great time for her to change her focus.
I'm glad to see that this series is so popular! (And yes, you got this because of comments. And I'm totally writing more Howle that wasn't going to come up until later just for you, Kyle.)
I have been insanely busy, but I'm back on posting more often! I missed writing so much!