Title: The Active and Her Programmer: A fifty sentence challenge
Pairings/characters: Claire/Whiskey/whoever Claire really is/Topher, with mentions of Adelle, Boyd, and the other dolls
Disclaimer: Owning Claire and Topher would be like owning slaves. Illegal.
Summary: Fifty sentences on the best pairing I've seen in a long time.
He can think of dozens of reasons why he shouldn't program her to hate him but the one reason why he should is the one that makes him do it anyway.
she doesn't notice how he flatters and dotes upon her more than anyone else in the dollhouse. All Whiskey knows is that out of all the kind strangers, Topher is her only friend.
He loves watching her walk on the outside because the sunlight's always at the right angle to set her skin aglow.
She knows something important was taken from him. She just doesn't know what.
More than anything, he needs her to remember and that's why his world breaks when she doesn't open the file.
His words annoy her and faltter her in a way that no man has ever done before, scars or no scars, and she can't fight the red that creeps down her neck.
One word. All she needs to say is one word (ChrisChrisChrisChrisChris), one word that says she remembers him, that she still loves him. One word and he's hers again. One word.
No one thinks that he feels nothing when they see him look at her.
He hates whist. But he plays anyway because Claire loves the challenge.
He remembers days of running his back down her back, of watching Lost and of playing laser tag and he wonders why he's longing for something he'll probably never have again.
Whiskey learns what a rival is when she sees Topher with Ivy for the very first time.
Topher's fashion style may lean closer to 'super-geek' than anything else but she still thinks that he's handsome beyond belief.
He tries not to focus on how perfectly they fit together. He just tucks Whiskey's head under his and folds her into his embrace.
She flips on the lights and grins down on him, twirling her nerf gun expertly. "Now we're even."
He wonders why they called her Whiskey and not Serenity. After all, he only finds peace when he's with her.
She doesn't let him take the lead as often as he'd like but when she does, it's the safest thing she has ever known.
It takes years of stress lines and insomnia to make him realize that he's stressed. It takes seconds to realize that he's never stressed when she's with him.
She loves the chair because his face is the first thing she sees after the blue light, the pain, and that flash of pure white.
He watches her walk away, rejecting her past and embracing her present, and it's not the first time he feels like their story is ending.
She's covered in snow and laughing her head off and Topher realizes that he's never seen anything more beautiful in his life.
Nothing and no one is more wonderful and bizarre than his girl, he decides, laughing heartily as she tries and fails to master the hokie-pokie.
Somewhere in her mind, she remembers hearing someone tell her that a person's eyes are the windows into their soul. If that's so true, Whiskey wonders, then why are Topher's eyes so empty?
He had hoped that Claire finding out on her own would lessen the pain of Whiskey's existence. One look at her tells him that he had never been more wrong in his life.
Some days, Topher puts his arms around her and draws her against him, wiping his face and complaining weakly that his eyes are too full. On days like those, Whiskey just wraps her arms around him in return and waits until his eyes are dry and empty again.
He thinks he's average. She's the one who reminds him that he's anything but.
She likes it best when he's working because his eyes fill with passion and fire and it makes her feel as though they both had lives before this place took them away.
When she's tired out, he secretly contracts her for himself and just lets her sleep on his bed. Even dolls need their rest sometimes.
He's filled with sarcasm and pop culture references while she's filled with depression and medical facts. But Claire knows it's okay because maybe Topher can teach her how to live again.
He wonders whether or not there's anything mystical left in this world. If there is, could it give him Claire back?
There are days when she feels stranded and lost in this world filled with lies. On days like those, he's the handsome man who saves her from the monsters.
He looks at her and thanks god everyday that her scars are there instead of her grave.
If she was a color, Claire would be the blue in his sky, flecked with sadness and filled with light.
She closes the door and he realizes that this is the way he has to repent for his sins: he has to watch her walk away.
She looks at him and she can't help but wonder why this angel has no wings.
She hears him accuse her of being an overbearing drip of a woman and she remembers that she wasn't always this way.
He's filled with hope and light and all that's wonderful about this world and sometimes, she wishes he'd share some of that with her.
She readies her potato-filled spoon and grins at him before firing. "FOOD FIGHT!"
She asks him about his past one day. He smiles sadly and tells her that she knows the answer to that question better than anyone in this world.
He doesn't mean to deceive Claire about Whiskey. He just doesn't know whether he can face the truth.
Topher is the least of her problems. Or so she thinks.
She knows he wants the power to impress her. What she doesn't say is that he doesn't have to.
She hears him teasing Boyd mercilessly and she knows that this isn't the real Topher.
She watches him watch her and she realizes that this is a language only the two of them know.
He knows he loves her when she shows up to the laserdome, already equipped with the latest in gear and ready to kick some pre-teen ass.
That sparkle in his eyes is what keeps her here. Not Boyd, not Adelle, not even the actives. Just Topher and his sparkle.
She knows he programmed her to hate him. The only answer she wants, though, is why she can't seem to do just that.
She admires his spirit because he's the only one who still seems to have one.
He'll wait forever if it means she'll come back to him.
That flash of recognition (ChrisChrisChrisChrisChris) in her eyes is the reason why he finally kisses her.
He stays because the dollhouse is the only thing holding them together. He stays because the dollhouse is the only thing that's still letting him love her.