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    Mary Bennet agrees to spend the London season with the newly married Darcys. She discovers that she would still infinitely prefer a book. But hiding in the library at balls and parties is not the solution, as an odd young man keeps turning up there.

    “'Miss Bennet', she says. I did not know my Conscience would have such an ordinary name.”

    “I am not your conscience, sir,” Mary said, feeling made fun of and annoyed to be shaken out of her reverie for nonsense. “And whimsicality such as this, whilst charming in a child, is not so appealing in a grown man.”

    “Wait,” he said. “Do wait. I am so used to speaking in that silly way with silly young women that I quite forgot myself. Please stay and talk a little more.”

    (from the prompt "Mary's season in London. Her moralising is a trial to her sisters but in the end she outshines them all.")

    ETA Thank you to Prinzenhasserin for helping me bounce around some ideas, and to Burglebezzlement for the offer of betaing!

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    Blue eyes met his, a small copper-haired cat splayed out across their nest, tongue still pressed against the head of a familiar-looking pup.

     

    He stepped in without thinking even as the small cat started to hiss at him, hackles up as their eyes narrowed.

     

    Jango frowned, a low growl ripping from his throat.

     

    “Those are my pups,” he snapped angrily.

     

    The cat yowled unhappily and Jango frowned even more, eyes wandering over the pups as he realized that they weren’t whining and whimpering anymore, only to realize what had them so quiet.

     

    The small copper-haired cat was nursing Jango’s pups, splayed out to let all of them find a nipple to nurse from, paws wrapped around the one closest to that he could clean him gently.

     

    Obi-Wan loses his kits and his partner all in one day.

    Alone and still producing milk he sits miserably in his nest until he hears soft cries.

    The pups he steals just so happen to be Jango's.

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    The older man laughed at his predicament. Then he did something terrible. He rolled up his sleeves for him. Dennis was damn near breathless when he got to the left hand. Jesus Christ, this will be a long day if Robby is already hovering and touching like this. He gets in moods where he likes to control what everyone does. Dennis is the one who bends to it the easiest, though, so he often bears the brunt. He didn’t even mind, which was probably the worst part.

    When they walked out for the morning huddle, Trinity took one look at him and cackled. “My coat not good enough for ya? Or did you just wanna smell like daddy?” At least she had the decency to whisper it.

    “Shut up. I should’ve never told you that.”'

    Or in which Dennis has a rare condition that prevents him from feeling the physical sensation of pain. Jack and Robby have to find novel ways to punish him into taking better care of himself.

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    No Pain, No Gain by Puppydogwhitaker

    Dennis Whitaker/Jack Abbot/Michael Robonavitch

    The older man laughed at his predicament. Then he did something terrible. He rolled up his sleeves for him. Dennis was damn near breathless when he got to the left hand. Jesus Christ, this will be a long day if Robby is already hovering and touching like this. He gets in moods where he likes to control what everyone does. Dennis is the one who bends to it the easiest, though, so he often bears the brunt. He didn’t even mind, which was probably the worst part.

    When they walked out for the morning huddle, Trinity took one look at him and cackled. “My coat not good enough for ya? Or did you just wanna smell like daddy?” At least she had the decency to whisper it.

    “Shut up. I should’ve never told you that.”'

    Or in which Dennis has a rare condition that prevents him from feeling the physical sensation of pain. Jack and Robby have to find novel ways to punish him into taking better care of himself