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Title: Greeting from the Past
Prompt: The sound of breaking glass
Bonus? Y
Word Count: 100
Rating: K+
Original/Fandom: original
Pairings (if any) none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): none
Summary: Russian may have failed him, somethings are universal.

Despite the perfect score in his Russian class, as soon as Emmett sets foot in Russia, he can’t understand a word of it, the Cyrillic letters look alien, and when he speaks the words come out as an incomprehensible rush of jumbled sounds.

But somehow, he gets to his destination.

And he doesn’t need to know any spoken language to understand the shock that fills the woman he is after.

The sound of glass shattering across her kitchen floor tells him everything, far more than any words ever could.

She wasn’t excepting him, but she knows exactly who he is.

Title: Secrets Hidden Too Deeply
Prompt: How about no
Bonus? N
Word Count: 303
Rating: T
Original/Fandom: original
Pairings (if any) none
Warnings (Non-Con/Dub-Con etc): none
Summary: Mara may be the only person who knows who his father is, but she is also the least helpful person

Mara Kazarnovskaya, or Naroditskaya now as Emmett learns, is not what he expected. Despite being almost forty and a mother to three, she has a youthful air about her and has changed little from his mother’s pictures of her in college.

And she is by far the most stubborn person he is ever met.

“I just want to know who my father is,” Emmett says. “Uncle Bill said that if anyone knew, it would be you.”

Mara rolls her eyes in a way that is far too reminiscent of his classmates, all of whom are at least twenty years younger. “Billy always had a big mouth.” She speaks English flawlessly even though the last time she was in America was ten years ago for his mother’s funeral. “Look, your mother didn’t want anyone to know who your father was. The only reason I know is because it was really obvious to me, but no one else even knew the guy, so there was no way they could have found out. Your mother made me promise that I wouldn’t tell anyone who he was, and I’m not going to because I doubt that that changed even though she’s dead.”

“You have to tell me!” he says in desperation as he jumps up from his seat.

“No, I don’t,” she tells him, “and sit down. I don’t want anything else broken. Listen,” she leans in a bit closer to him, “I know you want to know who your dad is, and I get that, but it really is for the best that you don’t know. There was a reason why your mom never told anyone.”

“But—“

“No,” she says cutting him off, “I’m not going to tell you, no matter how much you whine at me. Now, would you like to stay for dinner?”

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