I know what you're thinking: "But Gypsii, this isn't Visions!" I know, I know, and I feel bad about that. I keep getting distracted by these little scenes that don't fit anywhere. Haha :)

Anyhow, a few people have shown interest in seeing some of these scenes, so I'll post a few of the better ones when Visions is delayed. They are short, and they may or may not have anything to do with each other. Some may be silly, others serious. Most will be Fang/Light, but some might focus on other characters. I have written a few M rated ones, but if I post them, they will be separate so I can keep this lot rated T.

I am always open to prompts/ideas, so feel free to drop them on me. Please note: single word prompts offer little to no challenge and I will usually ignore them unless they are a really unusual word! :)

Yes yes, I WILL be continuing Visions, I promise!

Lightning awoke to an odd sensation; a body pressed against hers. It startled her, but she made no outward sign of it. Instead, she slowly opened her eyes to take in the sight of the intruder in the budding daylight. Vanille.

Her eyes narrowed for a moment before her memory kicked in. They aircraft had been damaged and crashed, but they had been saved with the coming of Bahamut, which Fang had directed to land near the crashsite so they could salvage any supplies they could find. Night had fallen quickly with unexpected cold. It had been cold enough that even Light had decided it was best to share warmth and had curled up next to Fang when Snow had taken over on watch. She had been at Fang's back, while Vanille had been on the other side of the huntress, already asleep and snuggled against her front. …very similarly to the way she was currently snuggled into Light's front.

Ignoring her discomfort, she idly wondered where Fang had gone off to and let her eyes wander the makeshift camp in search of an answer. Snow was snoring on the other side of the fire, along with Sazh. Hope was between them, though unlike the women, the men opted to stay as far from each other as possible while still sharing the threadbare blankets they had salvaged from the crashed aircraft.

A smirk settled on her lips at the cacophony of snores. She wondered how any of them had managed to sleep through it. Then again, they were all exhausted. Though she opted to show it as little as possible, she knew she had been reaching her limit.

So where was Fang? Obviously, she had woken and taken over the guard post that Snow had previously relieved Light from several hours before. But where? She had told them to stay close.

A new anxiety crept into her mind. Had something happened? Though she might be hesitant to admit it, the elder Pulsian was a valuable member of the team. Her strength, training and knowledge of Pulse were invaluable since they had been dropped there.

Well, if Fang had run into a problem, it couldn't have been too long ago. The fire had been tended to rather recently. Still, she wouldn't be getting anymore sleep until she knew everything was ok.

Reluctantly, she tried to dislodge Vanille without waking her. The girl wasn't very cooperative as she mumbled in her sleep and clutched tighter to Light's vest. Were those tears glinting in the firelight? She halter her movement, unsure how to deal with that.

Movement caught her eye just as Fang appeared and knelt down near her head, almost out of her vision. She craned her neck a bit as Fang laid a hand on Vanille's hair, stroking it gently. "Easy now." She spoke softly. Light looked back to the younger girl as she calmed.

Feeling Fang's eyes on her, she eased herself from the girl's grip and sat up, carefully tucking the blanket around her sleeping companion. "Where were you?" She asked in a hushed tone.

"Breakfast." She held up a hunk of.. something. It looked like the hind leg of.. well, she couldn't tell, skinned as it was. For a moment she felt ill.

Fang chuckled at the look on her face. "Those protein bars ain't gonna last forever Sunshine. Time to rejoin the circle."

"The circle?" She queried, ignoring the nickname the huntress insisted on infuriating her with.

"Yup. No fal'cie down here is gonna feed ya. Down here, we're just part of nature. That means we eat like nature intended."

She twitched at the though. "You want us to eat.." she motioned toward the shank of bloody meat.

"Megistotherian." She supplied as she moved toward the fire with it. "It's a bit tough.. so I tried to slap it around some to tender it up."

Light knew people could eat animals of course, they were taught as much in the survival courses in the military. She just never had actually done so. The idea wasn't very appealing; it seemed so inhumane and, more importantly, unsanitary.

"Don't give me that look Sunshine." She pulled a small blade from a sheath hidden in her boot and began cutting up the meat and pushing the strips onto sharpened sticks. "Down here, everything is a fight to survive. Animals eat other animals because there ain't no one give'n them any handouts." She positioned each of the skewers around the fire, the meat free end dug into the ground to hold it upright near the heat.

She might not like it, but she knew Fang was correct. The rations they were able to gather before leaving the Lindblum were nearly gone. Really, they were lucky they lasted throughout their time on the Ark. "Is it safe to eat?"

Fang nodded as she positioned another skewer. "Once they're cooked they're fine." She looked thoughtful for a moment then glanced back to where Light sat. Vanille had curled up against her hip. She smiled softly before looking back to her work and slicing off another strip of meat. "Your body will have to adjust.. since you Vipers ain't used to real food, you might feel sick the first few times y'eat it."

Lightning 'Tch'd' at the playful jab. Fang seemed like she was in a good mood. "Happy to be home?" She asked softly; seriously.

Fang paused in her movements, the question unexpected, especially in the tone it was presented. She looked back to Light and smiled softly. "A bit." She smiled even more as she pushed another strip onto a skewer and stuck it into the ground. "I got to see where you're from, and see that you're not all what I was taught you would be.. " She paused and stood, the nearly clean bone in her hand, bloodied knife in the other. "I hope to be able to show you that we aren't what you were taught either."

Light's gaze followed her as she moved away from camp toward the small river, presumably to clean up. Once Fang was out of sight, she turned her eyes down to the calmly sleeping Vanille, then up to the swiftly lightening sky.

She already knew what they were taught had been wrong. Fang had intrigued her since their treck through Palumpolum, and she was certainly looking forward to learning more about the world she'd come from.