A/N: Not the best first look at Kilter, but think of it as the two of them putting on a good face for their daughter, because that's exactly what they're doing.
“What do you think of Lisbeth?” Elisabeth asked as she dropped onto the living room rug, crossed her arms on her dad, and leaned on her hands.
To Shift, Kilter commented, “I think she doesn’t like her name.” To his daughter, he pointed out, “I’m not a pillow.”
Elisabeth grinned. “But you’re really comfortable.”
“Really?” Shift asked from the couch where she was reading. “I never thought so.”
“Ouch. That stings.” Kilter sat up and Elisabeth squealed as she hit the carpet. “How about Elisabeth?”
“Sounds like an old lady,” she groused as she brushed herself off. “Lise?”
“Odd,” Shift replied.
Kilter sighed. “Why’d you name her Elisabeth anyway?”
Shift shrugged, not looking up from her book. “I made vows for her. It seemed fitting.”
“Lisabet?”
“Might as well be Elisabeth.” Shift turned the page.
“For once,” Kilter added, “we agree.”
Elisabeth sighed and leaned on him again. “Mama, can you read out loud?”
Kilter gave up on not being a pillow and turned to look at Shift. “What are you reading anyway?”
“A fairy tale romance.” Shift grinned at him, knowing that Kilter knew she generally liked anything but. She flipped back to the beginning. “Once upon a time...”
Kingdoms and Thorn Ficlet: What’s in a Name?
Date: 2013-09-08 07:39 pm (UTC)“What do you think of Lisbeth?” Elisabeth asked as she dropped onto the living room rug, crossed her arms on her dad, and leaned on her hands.
To Shift, Kilter commented, “I think she doesn’t like her name.” To his daughter, he pointed out, “I’m not a pillow.”
Elisabeth grinned. “But you’re really comfortable.”
“Really?” Shift asked from the couch where she was reading. “I never thought so.”
“Ouch. That stings.” Kilter sat up and Elisabeth squealed as she hit the carpet. “How about Elisabeth?”
“Sounds like an old lady,” she groused as she brushed herself off. “Lise?”
“Odd,” Shift replied.
Kilter sighed. “Why’d you name her Elisabeth anyway?”
Shift shrugged, not looking up from her book. “I made vows for her. It seemed fitting.”
“Lisabet?”
“Might as well be Elisabeth.” Shift turned the page.
“For once,” Kilter added, “we agree.”
Elisabeth sighed and leaned on him again. “Mama, can you read out loud?”
Kilter gave up on not being a pillow and turned to look at Shift. “What are you reading anyway?”
“A fairy tale romance.” Shift grinned at him, knowing that Kilter knew she generally liked anything but. She flipped back to the beginning. “Once upon a time...”