New Threads (Part Four) - an Arrow S4 Speculation Fic
Author’s Note: I know it has been a while since I posted one of these. My New Threads muse has been vacant for a while. But here’s some Mama Smoak goodness mixed with some sweet Olicity. Enjoy!
Felicity listens, hoping to catch the sound of the front door opening beneath the incessant chattering of her mother. This isn’t something she ever expected to happen, and it most definitely isn’t something she is enjoying. And while the idea of Oliver’s face reddening at the sorts of comments that Donna has been spewing is really tempting, she’s not enjoying this one bit.
“Felicity, honey, I don’t think you’re hearing me,” Donna says as she pulls out three plates from the cabinet.
“No… I heard you,” Felicity mumbles.
Donna doesn’t hear her. She doesn’t stop her run-through of her encounter with the Green Arrow. “His ass in those leather pants… I wish I could have pinched those ass cheeks. And those moves…” Donna sets the plates down on the table and over-dramatically begins fanning herself. “It was like he was in armor, Felicity… armor! He must have someone waiting for him at home if he’s wearing so much protection.”
Felicity hears the telltale clicks and turns of the locks on the door and bolts out of the kitchen. Oliver pushes the door open and Felicity shoos him back out. “Be back in a minute, mom!” she calls over her shoulder as she shuts the door.
“Felicity? What’s going on?”
“She’s insane! She won’t stop and it is freaking me out. How could this happen? She’s gonna find out about everything and-”
“Fe-li-ci-ty, what happened?”
She takes a deep breath as his hands begin to massage her shoulders, rolling out the tension and annoyance. She looks up into his eyes and can’t help but smile. “Did you happen to come across a very blonde woman with rolling luggage while on patrol tonight?”
Oliver’s hands fall from her shoulders and she watches his brow furrow at her question. “I don’t think so… why?”
Felicity rolls her eyes. “Because all my mother can talk about now is how sexy the Green Arrow is.”
She watches his mouth fall open and eyes widen. “Oh… uhh… Yeah, that could be a problem.”
“Yeah,” she says, then gives him a quick kiss on the cheek. “So no flexing your muscles at the table. She’ll know the truth instantly if you do.”
“I don’t flex unless it’s necessary,” he murmurs, confused.
“Right,” she pats his chest, directly over his heart and feels his muscles tense. “Keep telling yourself that. Seriously, though, keep the jacket on or something.”
“This is ridiculous. Can’t we just tell her?” Felicity shakes her head at lightning speed, her ponytail whipping at her cheeks. Then he chuckles. “How does she not know yet?”
“She hates the news,” Felicity mumbles as she moves for the front door. Then she turns and points at him. “Keep your ass out of view as well.”
“What does my ass have to do with this?”
Felicity glares and Oliver nods as they go through the doorway, mouthing the words: “Oh. Leather.”
They make their way into the kitchen to find the table completely set and the food served. “Oliver!” Donna exclaims, rocketing across the room to hug him. “So nice to see you.”
“It’s great to see you too, Donna.”
Donna glances at Felicity and grins knowingly. “You two were making out, weren’t you? You’re both all flushed. We’re all adults. You don’t have to be shy.”
Felicity closes her eyes and frowns. “Mother…”
Oliver chuckles, sending Felicity into a panic. He isn’t supposed to agree with Donna. He isn’t supposed to play into the absurdity. But he’s commenting on how it had been a long day and he just needed a moment alone with Felicity. “I’m sure you understand,” Oliver says, sending a wink to Donna. All charm. All classic Oliver Queen.
“Oh I most certainly do understand. I was just telling Felicity about my run-in with the Green Arrow earlier tonight. And I have to say, if I were in the same room with a man in leather armor with muscles and an ass like that… I’d need more than a moment, let me tell you.”
Felicity shoots a glare at Oliver and he chuckles, cheeks reddening even more. “Well, I’m sure he has someone,” Oliver says, taking a sip of wine. “He wouldn’t be wearing armor like that if he didn’t have someone to come home to.”
The words make Felicity’s heart flutter. She knows everyone pokes fun at the armor, that it is a bit much and he doesn’t need that much. But she’s lost him twice before, she won’t lose him again. She doesn’t hear her mother’s words of agreement or any more of the innuendos that float between them. She simply hears Oliver’s chuckles and sighs. She simply sees his eyes glancing back to her. And she’s grateful for the armor all over again.
One of the things I will never understand about parenthood
Is putting so much effort to get a baby to fall asleep, all the while thinking, “why won’t you go to sleep? mommy has so much stuff to do!”
But the moment the child falls asleep, all you wanna do is stare, cuddle up to them, smell their sweet baby’s breath, and watch their cuteness levels rise up past the point of you wanting to wake them back up…
Over 5 long months of waiting. Tomorrow Erick is finally coming to my house. Don’t get me wrong, I’m excited for sure… but its also so big. Could I be making too much of this? maybe. There is some sort of comfort level in keeping the 2 parts of my life separate. Now I’m completely exposing myself in a sense. If I let him in, it might not work the way I want it to. Maybe it will be too much for him? I don’t know… and I know that it is important to take this step. Either way, I need to know that I’m not wasting my time with Erick. I really don’t think I am, but you never know. Its really hard to even explain how I’m feeling. Its an overwhelming excitement combined with complete fear of the unknown. I just wish I could turn off my brain for awhile. Might make things easier.
The Rolling Stones played for a private party earlier this week at Belly Up in Solana Beach, CA. According to the article, they were paid $2M from former HP chairman Ralph Whitworth for “400 of his closest personal friends.” If you can afford to hire The Rolling Stones for a private concert, I guess it is no surprise that you would have at least 400 close personal friends. (Does he actually know all of their names?)
Coincidentally, I was listening to Black And Blue the other day and thinking that Crazy Mama is one of my favorite Stones songs that I have never seen them play in concert. Maybe I’ll get to hear it live in a few days!
The Rolling Stones, Solana Beach, May 27, 2015 set list:
Start Me Up (from Tattoo You, 1981)
It’s Only Rock and Roll (from It’s Only Rock N Roll, 1974)
You Got Me Rocking (from Voodoo Lounge, 1994)
Tumblin Dice (from Exile On Main Street, 1972)
When The Whip Comes Down (from Some Girls, 1978)
I Got The Blues (from Sticky Fingers, 1971)
Crazy Mama (from Black and Blue, 1976)
Paint It Black (from Aftermath, 1966)
Midnight Rambler (from Let It Bleed, 1969)
Miss You (from Some Girls, 1978)
Honky Tonk Women (single, 1968)
Sympathy For The Devil (from Beggars Banquet, 1968)