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Fic - dressing the part
Title: Dressing the part
Fandom: Band!AU
Pairing: the band
Rating: PG-13 for kissing
Disclaimer: All fun, no cash.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Summary: While on tour in Australia, Steph is invited to be on the music quiz show Spicks and Specks.
For J with my love always.
Steph stepped into the room with a flourish, the folds of her skirt settling about her knees like a cloud. The dress was simple but it fitted her perfectly, accentuating the subtle curve of her hips and chest. Lilac cotton trimmed with imperial purple lace, her long legs clad in dark stockings that ended in her favourite purple docs. “How do I look?” she asked, almost shyly, pushing at the dark violet ribbon that held back her curls.
Jay looked her up and down. “You are not going on TV looking like that!” He said with mock sternness. “You are not leaving the house looking like that!”
“Why? Does it make me look fat?” She asked, genuinely worried.
“Hell no!” Dick called, darting across the room to take her hand before Jay could answer. “You look stunning! Too stunning. If we let you out, you may never come back. The whole country will fall in love with you and never let you leave!”
“You don’t think it’s too...purple?” She asked with a cringe, ignoring Dick’s protestations. “Spick and Specks is a really popular show here and I want to look good for it.”
Tim stood up, leaning in to plant a kiss on her cheek. “Not at all. It’s perfect.” He glanced over to Damian who was staring at her, boggle-eyed. “But it’s missing something don’t you think D?”
The youngest Robin scowled thoughtfully for a moment before vaulting off the couch and disappearing into the other room.
“Shall we dance?” Dick requested, bowing with the grace that would put a Disney prince to shame and waltzed her around the room.
Jay and Tim hummed the music as Dick and Steph whorled around, her skirt billowing out to envelop his legs as they turned.
Tim tapped Dick on the shoulder, bowing with equal grace. “May I cut in?”
Steph squeaked indignantly as Dick took Tim’s hand and waltzed him away. She glanced over to Jay who put his hands up defensively.
“Oh no! I don’t dance!”
“Rubbish Jay!” Dick called, turning Tim in for a dip. “Bruce had Alfred teach you, same as the rest of us.”
“And?” Jay scowled. “Just ‘cause I can doesn’t mean I will!”
Damian tucked something carefully into his pocket and bowed curtly, taking her hand. Despite the height difference, Damian was a good dancer, lacking in Dick’s grace perhaps but as good as any society gentleman. He held her hand and waist almost reverently, leading with practiced ease. He bowed as the music stopped, unfolding something small from his pocket and reaching up to pin it to her dress.
It was a tiny origami robin affixed with a pin. “It’s a beautiful dress but it needed something.” He said quietly, a little unsure. “I hope you like it.”
“It’s beautiful!” She exclaimed, “Thank you so much D!” She dropped a kiss just on the corner of his lips. “Gotta bounce, my ride’s here.”
“Stay out of trouble Blondie!” Jay called, grinning fiercely as she flounced out the door. “Better her than me!”
Tim wrapped around Damian’s shoulders in a comforting half hug. The young man face was flushed as he touched the spot her kiss had landed. “Very thoughtful D.” Tim said gently, steering the youth away before the other two could tease him.
Dick flopped down on the couch with a sigh, turning to grin at Jason. “Hope you’re not as much trouble to dress when you go on TV.”
“You what!” Jay demanded. “What the hell are you on about?”
“Oh didn’t we tell you?” Tim teased, “We put your name in for a show called Rockwiz when we get to Melbourne.”
Dick patted Jay on the thigh. “Better start planning your ensemble.”
Damian rolled his eyes as Dick hit the floor with a thump, Tim dancing away out of Jay grasp. Mad, the lot of them.
Fandom: Band!AU
Pairing: the band
Rating: PG-13 for kissing
Disclaimer: All fun, no cash.
Author’s notes: 100% organic. May contain minor flaws and imperfections that beta-treated slash wouldn’t.
Summary: While on tour in Australia, Steph is invited to be on the music quiz show Spicks and Specks.
For J with my love always.
Steph stepped into the room with a flourish, the folds of her skirt settling about her knees like a cloud. The dress was simple but it fitted her perfectly, accentuating the subtle curve of her hips and chest. Lilac cotton trimmed with imperial purple lace, her long legs clad in dark stockings that ended in her favourite purple docs. “How do I look?” she asked, almost shyly, pushing at the dark violet ribbon that held back her curls.
Jay looked her up and down. “You are not going on TV looking like that!” He said with mock sternness. “You are not leaving the house looking like that!”
“Why? Does it make me look fat?” She asked, genuinely worried.
“Hell no!” Dick called, darting across the room to take her hand before Jay could answer. “You look stunning! Too stunning. If we let you out, you may never come back. The whole country will fall in love with you and never let you leave!”
“You don’t think it’s too...purple?” She asked with a cringe, ignoring Dick’s protestations. “Spick and Specks is a really popular show here and I want to look good for it.”
Tim stood up, leaning in to plant a kiss on her cheek. “Not at all. It’s perfect.” He glanced over to Damian who was staring at her, boggle-eyed. “But it’s missing something don’t you think D?”
The youngest Robin scowled thoughtfully for a moment before vaulting off the couch and disappearing into the other room.
“Shall we dance?” Dick requested, bowing with the grace that would put a Disney prince to shame and waltzed her around the room.
Jay and Tim hummed the music as Dick and Steph whorled around, her skirt billowing out to envelop his legs as they turned.
Tim tapped Dick on the shoulder, bowing with equal grace. “May I cut in?”
Steph squeaked indignantly as Dick took Tim’s hand and waltzed him away. She glanced over to Jay who put his hands up defensively.
“Oh no! I don’t dance!”
“Rubbish Jay!” Dick called, turning Tim in for a dip. “Bruce had Alfred teach you, same as the rest of us.”
“And?” Jay scowled. “Just ‘cause I can doesn’t mean I will!”
Damian tucked something carefully into his pocket and bowed curtly, taking her hand. Despite the height difference, Damian was a good dancer, lacking in Dick’s grace perhaps but as good as any society gentleman. He held her hand and waist almost reverently, leading with practiced ease. He bowed as the music stopped, unfolding something small from his pocket and reaching up to pin it to her dress.
It was a tiny origami robin affixed with a pin. “It’s a beautiful dress but it needed something.” He said quietly, a little unsure. “I hope you like it.”
“It’s beautiful!” She exclaimed, “Thank you so much D!” She dropped a kiss just on the corner of his lips. “Gotta bounce, my ride’s here.”
“Stay out of trouble Blondie!” Jay called, grinning fiercely as she flounced out the door. “Better her than me!”
Tim wrapped around Damian’s shoulders in a comforting half hug. The young man face was flushed as he touched the spot her kiss had landed. “Very thoughtful D.” Tim said gently, steering the youth away before the other two could tease him.
Dick flopped down on the couch with a sigh, turning to grin at Jason. “Hope you’re not as much trouble to dress when you go on TV.”
“You what!” Jay demanded. “What the hell are you on about?”
“Oh didn’t we tell you?” Tim teased, “We put your name in for a show called Rockwiz when we get to Melbourne.”
Dick patted Jay on the thigh. “Better start planning your ensemble.”
Damian rolled his eyes as Dick hit the floor with a thump, Tim dancing away out of Jay grasp. Mad, the lot of them.
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Rockwiz just works. I can just see the host Julia Zemiro flirting hopelessly with Jay and his ending up doing a duet with Tex Perkins at the end and them flirting hopelessly...
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My heart just exploded with love for you, and for this.
ALMOST KISSES. D'AWWWWWWWWWW.
(Pssst. Spicks & Specks is filmed in Melbourne) ^_^;
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So glad you liked it. I hope I did the outfit justice.
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You did! It sounds lovely!
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And I laughed when Tim and Dick started dancing.
Wonderfully cute.
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I wrote you a comment fic! <3
"The dressing room is through here, you'll be sharing with the rest of the guests," the handler told her.
Steph smiled, "That's fine! Thank you!"
The handler smiled back at her and disappeared down the hallway. Steph hesitated slightly at the door, but with a deep breath, pushed it open and walked into the room.
A man and a woman were already there, talking to each other in a way that Steph quickly identified as friendship. Steph had been told who was filming with her, and a quick google search the night before had given her faces to put with the names.
"Um, hi," Steph greeted, suddenly nervous.
"Hi sweetie," Meshel Laurie replied with a warm smile and a strong handshake.
"It's lovely to meet you," the man, Frank Woodley spoke up, his hair was currently being bothered at by a stylist.
He offered his hand to her, bending it at an awkward angle over his shoulder, and Steph shook it gingerly.
"Would you like something to drink?" Meshel asked, motioning to the drinks table set up with coffee and a small fridge.
"Oh, um no I'm fine. Thanks," Steph declined, and then shifted nervously on the spot.
The stylist had stepped away from Frank, who now literally bounced up to Steph. He smiled widely and took her hand again.
"Now we can have a proper introduction, I'm Frank," he shook her hand, "I'm the official Butt of Every Joke for tonight's show, feel free to join in."
"I'm Steph," Steph answered, "And I guess I'm the official New Girl?"
"Don't worry about it, Adam will look after you," Meshel reassured her.
"What will I do?" A voice asked, and Adam Hills poked his head into the room, "Ah! Stephanie, you're here."
"Yeah I am, I just arrived. Hi!" Steph responded.
Adam entered the room and shook her hand, "A pleasure to have you filming with us."
"No problem! I'm flattered that I was asked to appear," Steph replied with a smile.
"The Robins first Australian tour, of course we'd want you to come visit the studio," Adam told her, "Before we start anything I want to ask if there's anything you want to declare out of bounds for us to discuss?"
Steph's brow wrinkled in confusion, but then she grinned, "I- Wow. No one has asked me that before, thank you. It's not a huge issue but I'd rather we not discuss the.. intimate relationships of the band, we get asked quite a lot."
"Of course of course," Adam assured her, and then raised an eyebrow, "But while we're behind closed doors..."
He trailed off and waggled his eyebrows at Steph, she stiffened a little in apprehension but Adam just laughed.
"Sorry I'm just messing with you," Adam apologised and then looked at his watch, "Sorry I have to dash, I need to put my face on."
With yet another warm smile, he nodded his goodbyes to Steph, Meshel and Frank and then headed out of the room.
Steph took a deep breath. It was going to an interesting night.
Re: I wrote you a comment fic! <3
Hehehe so happy!
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Hooray for pretty purple dresses! These Damian+Steph bitty, sweety, moments just make me so happy XD And the little robin pin is so dear!
Seriously, it feels like Christmas with all these wonderful fics that have popped up on my friend's list <33333
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So glad you liked it.
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Response art!
God, I can't wait for my research paper to be finished so I can draw mooooooore :D I am desperate to draw the dancing scenes :3
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