|Deserved and Other Little Shop Stories
Author: S. Snowflake PM
A brand new series of short stories and drabbles! Even more SeymourXAudrey and Audrey II evil is on the loose in this installment. Various shorts, with some based on both the darker stage version and some on the theatrical version of the musical. Rated T for certain stories' themes and minor language. Read and review!Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance - Seymour K. & Audrey - Chapters: 10 - Words: 12,436 - Reviews: 7 - Favs: 4 - Follows: 1 - Updated: 08-08-12 - Published: 07-31-11 - Status: Complete - id: 7239617
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Author's Note:I honestly am a little disappointed with how this oneshot series has panned out in reviews and other factors. I know that I just don't have as many active watchers in the Little Shop fandom anymore and a few of these shorts were darker and more sexual in nature than previous works, but it's a bit disheartening for a comeback series. Still, one can hope for future reviews, can't she?
This poem came to me as a sort of surprise on a few levels. Firstly, I haven't written a lot of poetry lately. The original draft was actually buried deep in my art portfolio. With a little revising, I realized that this was an improved version of "Gently," a poem from my first oneshot series. So yes, it's playverse, from Audrey's point of view.
Once again, I bid you all adieu with these shorts. Ya' haven't seen the last of me in this fandom certainly but this will probably be the last time I write a oneshot series for it. Thanks for your support, fellow fans!
*S. Snowflake, 8/7/12.
There For Me
You smiled at me when I first walked in the shop
and everyday after that.
Though you have always been shy,
I somehow knew, deep down,
that you were always there for me.
When times got bad outside of work,
and I alone carried that hurt,
when I was forgetting myself under glitter and tears,
I knew there was hope through the haze,
because you would be there for me.
When he'd hurt me real bad,
bruise me and slap my face,
I could hold in the sadness and find some peace.
All I'd do was think of your sweet smile,
and I'd know that you were there for me.
All alone in my room,
I thought about how nice it would be
if you and I could run away–be free.
In my tract house fantasy, it was you I'd see,
and I knew you were there for me.
Finally I gave in.
Never was a kiss so sweet.
I told you not to bother with me,
but you told me what I knew:
That you would always be there for me.
Don't cry as you hold me this last time.
I know you think our love was short,
but that cannot be true,
for once I become a part of that marvelous plant,
I can finally be there for you.