Ohhhh we are popping the biggest bottles, it only took writing 25 fics (plus a small number of fics from other talented writers) but Sara and Hunter are FINALLY a recognized relationship tag on AO3
To celebrate, please enjoy:
Sara and Hunter are Two Rats
Hunter was exhausted after a long day of overseeing funerals. It was a stressful job, because mourners don't always behave tactfully and also because most funerals were for crows and crows tend to eat rats.
Her parents had had a much more friendly relationship with the local birds, but they'd been lost in a tragic rat poison incident and now Hunter was left running funerals for creatures that could eat her if they decided they didn't like the flower arrangements.
So she was a little on edge at the end of the day. All she wanted to do was collapse in her little hole until she had get up and go to work for the next murder victim or piece of roadkill that deserved a touching tribute.
The second she got comfortable and closed her eyes the hole filled with noise. She didn't have to open her eyes to find the source, she knew it was Sara.
Sara had acquired a zune from the humans and so everywhere she went she had background music. It was weirdly endearing- when you didn't have a skull splitting headache from a day of hard work.
“Hey! You want to go to the rat rave?”
“The what?” Hunter asked, which was a mistake. Responding meant confirming that she was awake.
“It's a rave for rats.”
“I should have known.”
“It doesn't get as crazy as the bat raves but those are pretty exclusive. I mean I can get in and I'd vouch for you, you do fit their aesthetic… Do you want to go to a bat rave?”
“Mmph.”
“How do you feel about being upside down?”
Hunter cracked an eyelid and looked at Sara. She loved Sara's enthusiasm and obscure party knowledge, but she couldn't match her energy on a good day and this one had been especially bad.
“Look, I almost got eaten today, so I don’t really feel like going out.”
Sara's eyes seemed to glow with anger at this revelation, “Who?”
“No one you know,” Hunter said quickly.
“Tell me their name and I'll hunt them down to the ends of the earth and make sure they never party in this city again.”
“Or,” Hunter suggested gently, “you can come over here and snuggle.”
Sara thought about it for a second, turning off her zune right as it was in the middle of “I Am” by Bon Jovi.
She came over and lay protectively in front of Hunter, so that any predators that found them in the night would have to go through her first.
“I'll keep you safe.”
Hunter nuzzled into Sara, “It's enough for you to keep me company.”
“I can do that, too.”
“Thanks for skipping the rat rave for me.”
“There will be other rat raves. But there's only one you.”
As she was falling a sleep Hunter kind of smiled and mumbled, “Yeah, I love you too.”
