More Kong words. D'oh.

[girlofprey]

It's a sickness. And I blame writings_from


Title: Family.
Fandom: King Kong (2005)
Rating: G.
Notes: Drabble. Sort of a continuation/happy ending for writings_from's MARVELLOUS fic/situation in Outsider
Disclaimer: I don't own them. I don't own Skull Island. Please don't take my Christmas money.

Kong was alone for a long time before the little yellow-haired one came. It’s not a feeling he misses. Nothing is quite the same as when his family lived, of course, beasts of his size, of his kind, who behaved as he did – but it's infinitely preferable to nothing.

So when, after a few months of gradual adaptation to each other, he finds himself going to sleep at night with the little yellow-haired one securely in his fist, and the little dark-haired one slightly further away, but still curled up assuredly in his fur, it’s a situation he feels no immediate compulsion to change.

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[girlofprey.livejournal.com]

:) Sure. Always willing to make new friends ;) The Kong stuff may soon die down for a while in favour of essays and crying and such though