TUMBLR-Inspired One-Shots

Names

AU where your soulmate's name is on the inside of your arm. In this one-shot, the name is on your inner wrist- right beneath the heel of your hand, over the veins.

Also dedicated to notjustarandomgirl because I love her MDTP series so much that I named a character in this after two of hers.

"Rose! I found another Jeffery!"

Rose Smith rolled her eyes. Of course Chloe had found another Jeffery. It wasn't like she hadn't found three in the last month, only to see that the name on the poor man's wrist wasn't hers. Rose glanced down at her own wrist. She'd only seen her name once. Carson. Hmmm. She'd always liked the name Carson...

Her thought were interrupted by Chloe's insistent squealing. "ROSE! Were you even listening to me?!"

"Yes, Clow," she replied, sighing, "Now. About Jeffery?"

"Yes! He's positively gorgeous, he's got great hair, he has that beard thing that I like, he's taller than me but not to tall, he's perfectly muscular, he's-" Rose allowed herself to tune out of Chloe's chatter. Sometimes she wondered why she roomed with the boy- crazy girl in the first place.

Over time, her thoughts began to drift back to her mystery Carson. Everyone knew that the name always stayed the same, no matter what, but no one knew how big your radius where your soulmate could be was. The only thing that the scientists knew for a fact on that subject was that no one's was larger than twenty-five kilometres. Which, in the U.K., really wasn't that far.

Rose often wondered why the names had to disappear. Why couldn't they just appear once and stay, leaving you to revel in the fact that your soulmate was, at least, somewhere in the world? She made a face. Chloe's name had been on her wrist for the past month and a half. Rose's had only stayed a few days. Life wasn't fair sometimes.

Her thoughts were shortly interrupted. "Hello? Earth to Rose?"

"Yes, Chloe," She grimaced almost unnoticeably. "He sounds like a great fit for you."

"I know! And just think, maybe one day you'll find Carson, and I'll be with Jeffery, and we'll all have kids together, and-"

Rose jumped at the word kids. "Charlotte Peige! Who said anything about kids? You know I'm not good with them, and they're so expensive, and-"

Now it was Rose's turn to be cut off. "Yeah, yeah, Rosie, BULLSHIT. You're fantastic with babies and kids in general, and the love they give pays for themselves."

"Whatever. I'm done with the subject." She looked at the clock, then quickly got up and gathered her keys and purse."I'll be back- I've got to go grab my laundry. You have any of yours you want me to bring?"

After giving a very enthusiastic yes, Chloe raced off only to return with a heaping mountain of it for her to take. Fantastic. "Alright, sweetheart, pay up." Rose held out her hand expectantly. Chloe fake-reluctantly placed a few quarters into Rose's palm, then called a hurried goodbye while shoving her out the door, claiming, "I want my clothes back as soon as possible!" Rose smiled to herself and shook her head. There were probably going to be bedsheets that needed washing when she got back. Ah, she could use the washer/dryer for those, and some line drying would do them good.

***

The drive to the laundromat had been relatively uneventful, aside from the strange tingling in her wrist. Rose brushed that off as her aversion to things touching her wrists- right now, namely the steering wheel. She hated it. It just felt...sinister... to her.

Somehow, she managed to make it through the door. Chloe had an absurdly large amount of clothing this time. Had she been to the laundromat at all lately? It was going to take two loads to wash it all- 'damn, Clow! And I can only use one machine set at a time! I'm going to be out forever! Augh!' Rose frowned. 'I guess I'll take this opportunity to visit the grocery, then.' After heaving half of Chloe's dirty clothes into the washer, leaving her basket with the clerk on duty, then retrieving her own from the dryer, Rose headed out the door slightly frustrated.