One of the main reasons I never partake in drabbles is because as soon as I come up with them, I want to incorporate them into one of my fics ;)

But this came to me earlier, and I couldn't fit it into anything else; only having one WIP an all, so I decided to just post it as is.

It's nothing serious, just a bit of fun.

Hope you enjoy…

Title: Compromise
Disclaimer: I own nothing but the name ;)
Summary: She wants one thing, he wants another; and neither is willing to back down. CB. Drabble-esque.


"Audrey," she said decisively.

"No," was the firm, quick response.

"Yes. Audrey."

"No, Blair."

"Fine, give me your suggestion?"


"See, you don't even have any!"

"Yes, I do," he replied, smirking. "Anonymous."

"Excuse me?"

"You heard me. Anonymous."


"Why not?"

"Because it's ridiculous, and she'll be ridiculed, and there is no way I'm naming my child Anonymous."

"It is not, and as if any child of ours would be ridiculed."

He rolled his eyes, scoffing at the mere suggestion of such a thing.

"And anyway, think of all the praise she'll get."

She merely raised an eyebrow at him in response to this.

"Whenever a quote from history is credited to 'Anonymous', she'll reap the benefits. It's perfect. She'll be famous before she even learns to talk. And everything she says will be taken as quote-worthy, and she'll have books dedicated to her; probably even films."

"Yes, because she it's not as if she'll get enough fame through her lineage."

It was her turn to roll the eyes.

"Besides, Audrey signifies class and elegance and beauty. Whereas, Anonymous just indicates a lack of effort on her parents part when naming her."

"No, it doesn't. It suggests mystery and worth and a whole lot of other things I can't think of right now."

"And if anything, Anonymous is a damn sight more unique than Audrey."

"What? Unique? It's one of the most common words in the English language!"

"It shows hidden meaning," he argued.

"It shows that her parents are fools," she countered.

"Fools in love, maybe," he commented with a smirk, eyes dancing.

"I'm not calling my daughter Anonymous, Bass, and that's it," she told him, turning her nose up at him.

"Well, I'm not calling my daughter Audrey, Bass," was the return, equally as resolute.


And so, Audrey Anonymous Bass was born.

Audrey to her mother; Anon to her father.

And contrary to popular belief the girl liked her name: in fact, she couldn't have loved her parents more for it.

It was unique, and elegant, and hers.

After all, there was no one quite like Audrey Anonymous Bass.

The End.

Hope you liked, and please let me know what you thought – means a lot!