AU: Annabelle and Tanya

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What do you do when you realize you're in love with your best friend? Your female best friend, to make things worse.

Annabelle sighs, staring up at the dark ceiling above her bed. She's never felt this way about a woman before, the warm and tingly feeling of desire tagging along with what she knows is love. Tanya Adams is an exception to all the rules, and she doesn't know why.

Sexual attraction doesn't work like that, does it? Annabelle thought people were built to prefer one side or the other, no exceptions. Hell, she's not even sure how sex works when both partners are female. Perpetually waking up aching and frustrated, longing for things she's never known would be bad enough...

....but it's not just sex she wants. She wants to be with Tanya through good and bad, to be her PARTNER in every possible sense of the word. She doesn't know how to say it and make Tanya believe it. (She's afraid that Tanya doesn't really want her that way, that this will wreck everything between them.)

Annabelle ruthlessly attempts to squash those feelings down, to try and hide her nerves and desire as much as possible. Tonight is their night. (Can you have a date night when you're not dating?) Time to curl up together on Annabelle's couch, get a slight alcohol buzz, and "watch" an action movie. (Mostly they take them apart, rolling eyes and making smart-ass comments at Hollywood stupidity. Or topping whatever is happening on screen with stuff they've actually done.)

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Their night.

And it would not do for Tanya to be late, right? There's a knock on the door, a familiar sound of many times.

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"Be right there!" Annabelle calls. Tanya may hear a muttered "God damn it, I know I put the bottle somewhere...." through the door.

The door opens a minute or so later to reveal Annabelle. "Glad you could make it," she says with a smile.

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Tanya herself brought a bottle of schnapps, and flashes a smile to her friend. "Hey. Ready for silly movies and drinking?" Annabelle is targeted with a hug, and a kiss to the cheek.

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"Always," Annabelle replies with a chuckle. The hug is returned with enthusiasm, and the kiss on her cheek prompts a small shiver that she doesn't manage to completely conceal.

"I don't suppose you remember where the hell I stashed the whiskey last time, do you? I'm starting to wonder if I've finally lost my mind."

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"Did you look in all your drawers? I keep my booze with my socks." Slipping an arm around Annabelle's waist, Tanya heads in.

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Annabelle likes the feeling of Tanya's arm around her waist, unconsciously moving just a little closer to her friend.

"I think so?" Annabelle replies with a frown. They make their way to the couch and when Annabelle sits down on it....she finds the bottle. "I didn't think I got that plastered last time," she says with a sheepish chuckle.

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"...so you don't remember the amazon courting dance?" Tanya smirks.

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Annabelle smirks back. "Nah. You need at least four people for that," she begins, taking a swig of whiskey out of the bottle. "and I had clothes on the next morning, which would rule that one out anyway."

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"Yes, you just started it, with some wriggling here, and some shaking there, then you tried to demonstrate the steps of the other amazons, and you were a bit too drunk..." Tanya laughs. "And overdressed, likely."

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Annabelle blushes at that. She can't help but wonder what would have happened if she had managed the dance, naked.

"Well, at least I managed to amuse you, if not the way I probably intended." And Annabelle takes another swig.

Hm. The couch is nice, and they are seated quite close together. "Your turn to pick the movie from the pile, I think."

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"Well, I don't think you have the proper gauzy pseudo-dress you told me about, for the dance." She winks, looking over the movie options, discarding the ones they already watched, looking for something with a good silly and catchy title.

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Annabelle grins. "Well, the gauzy pseudo-dress was a break with tradition that I made," she begins. "Traditionally, it's always performed nude."

Hm. Babes and Bullets IV, Revenge of the Scorpion God III, Steel Your Heart....

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Baron Fear - The Beginning, Blood Insanity VI, Siege Breaker 2000, Evil Bride, Fear Canyon, Invasion Beyond Mercury, Rage Reapers, The Busters, The Wrath of Carol Wilson, Bloody Wednesday, Creatures of Fear, Eyes of Justice, The Metallic Man... "What about this one?"

Plague 1997, the cover has all the clichés, the ripped, stone-faced soldier-types, scantly clad women, zombie-like monsters, guns and explosions.

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"Looks good to me," Annabelle says with a grin. Ah, cheesy movies.

The credits start to roll across some cheap and grainy stock footage of several cities, inexpertly spliced together. The letters of the credits are supposed to look like blood splashes, but the effect is more 'someone went crazy with a squeeze bottle of ketchup'.

"I see they spared no expense," Annabelle quips.

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"Wanna bet they saved every penny for the faked explosions?" Tanya fills the glasses with chilled schnapps. "I bet everything they give a sour look at, explodes."

They will not be disappointed about that, likely.

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Hmm, schnapps. "No bet," Annabelle replies with a snort.

They are not wrong, no. Considering that right after the credits end a car EXPLODES in a giant fireball for....no discernible reason.

Cue eye rolling in 3, 2, 1. "They do not explode like that, even when you hit the engine," Annabelle comments. "The effect in real life is rather disappointing."

Why yes, she HAS done that.

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"They do if you hit th engine with an RPG-7." Tanya winks, taking a drink.

Interesting how the movie starts 'mid-scene', without explaining the scenario: a group of survivors fighting off hordes of 'infected', who look all the same in the several shots. "Looks like they couldn't get many extras for the movie either."

At least the 'survivors' are good looking, right? five men and two women, a strong, wisecracking type and a dumb bimbo who seems to exist only to make the men die rescuing her tushie.

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"Ah, but they don't have one of those," Annabelle replies, taking a drink. "Is it bad that I'm hoping the bimbo bites it early?"

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"No, but she'll live to the end. The strong woman will die, right after she confesses her love for the male lead." Tanya rolls eyes, refilling glasses as needed.

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"That's a damn tragedy," Annabelle grumbles. "He's an asshole. Hell, she'd be better off with the bimbo."

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"With the death-bait? All she does is get in trouble and lure people to die." Tanya shakes head. "I'd have shot her already."

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"Still better than being stuck with that asshole as a romantic partner," Annabelle snorts. She's getting slightly tipsy by now.

"At least she's useful bait....sometimes."

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"She'd be better paired with the blonde from Blood Insanity II, remember her?" Oh yes, another strong woman killed in 'dramatic' fashion.

Coincidentally, strongwoman from this movie is a brunette. But it's not like Tanya is insinuating anything.

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"I didn't know we were allowing other universes," Annabelle replies with a chuckle. "Hm. Yeah, that would be a good match."

"Little like you and me, eh?" Oh yeah, definitely tipsy.

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"We surely would not make the same mistakes they do." Tanya giggles, slipping an arm around her friend and leaning to her a bit.