bodyandsoul100 prompt: Magic

Title: Vocabulary Lesson
Rating/Warnings: G
Author's Notes: Will, age 4


Will stared wide-eyed at the man's hands. No matter how closely he watched him, Will couldn't figure out how the man made the quarter disappear. Then, when he reached behind Will's ear and pulled it out, the young boy stared at the silver coin and smiled brightly.

"Mommy, how'd he do that?" he asked, tugging on his mother's hand. When she crouched down next to him, he hugged her neck and kissed her cheek. "How'd he do that?" he repeated.

"It's magic, sweetie," Inez Porter replied, smiling at her son's wonder.

"What's magic?"

"What you just saw," she laughed. "What would you call it?"

Will thought carefully about his answer, then looked at her with a very serious expression on his little face.

"I would call it something that should not happen." He watched as the man did the same trick with another little boy. "A quarter should not come out of his ear!" He laughed and clapped his hands.

"That's exactly what magic is, sweetheart," Inez said, hugging her son. "Making the impossible possible."

"Impossle possle," Will nodded.

Inez gently turned Will to face her. "Im...poss...i...ble," she said slowly, correcting him. "Repeat it, baby."

"Im...poss...i...ble."

"That's right."

"Magic is impossible possible," Will said slowly, then looked at his mother, proud of himself for using his new words. "Impossible possible means it should not happen?"

"Impossible means it shouldn't happen, but possible means it can happen."

Will frowned at her, and Inez could tell her boy was carefully considering what she had said.

"Magic makes something that should not happen able to happen?"

"That's right," Inez said, gently tousling Will's hair. She was always struck by how quickly he was able to pick things up. It was a trait Will's father couldn't appreciate in his son.

"Impossible possible," Will sighed, a pleased smile on his face as he continued to watch the magician's tricks. "I want to do it, Mommy."

"You want to learn some magic tricks, baby?" Inez asked, rising to her feet and taking Will's hand.

"Yes," he said firmly as they started walking away. "I want to do magic on Daddy."

Inez bit back a laugh. "You do? You think Daddy needs magic?"

Will looked up at his mother and grinned. "I can make him not mad anymore. Impossible possible."

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bodyandsoul100 prompt: Good

Title: Dinner
Rating/Warnings: G
Author's Notes: Will and his wife Talia.


His day had been long and chaotic, so when Will sat down to dinner, he was relieved to finally have the chance to relax. He ate heartily, drank an extra glass of wine, and soon pushed away his empty plate.

Talia looked at him, a smirk on her face as she sipped her wine. "Full?"

"Yep," Will smiled contentedly as he rubbed his stomach.

"How was it?"

"Good," he said, pouring himself a glass of water.

"Good?" Shaking her head, Talia put down her glass and glared at him. "You're incredible, you know that?"

Glass paused on the way to his lips, Will stared at her. "What? What did I do?"

"What did you have for dinner, Will?"

He narrowed his eyes, wondering if this was a trick question. More than likely, Talia was PMSing. Will knew better than to try and figure her out when that was happening.

"I had roast beef and gravy," he said slowly, "with those little white potatoes I like."

"Uh huh. What else?"

"Green beans with slivered almonds," Will said, thinking for a moment. "Oh, and spinach salad." He hoped he hadn't missed anything.

"You've had that meal before, Will."

Will looked at her again, as if the answer to what he was doing wrong would suddenly appear on her forehead.

"I have," he agreed. The odds were she was right.

"When?"

Taking a sip of water, Will hoped to buy himself some time. "Last month..."

"It's what you ordered the night you officially proposed to me, Will," Talia said, getting up from the table and starting to clear the dishes.

"What? Why would you..." Then it dawned on him. "Oh, baby," he said softly, getting up and going over to her. "Happy Anniversary, sweetheart." He hugged her tightly around the waist, then let go with a yelp when she jabbed him in the arm with a serving fork.

"I expect that bracelet I want on my wrist by tomorrow, Will," she said as she headed to the kitchen, making Will wince a little. Buying the bracelet in question meant returning the new Italian loafers and silk ties he'd just bought himself.

"Um, Talia," he said, going into the kitchen. "Would I still be in trouble if I'd told you dinner was very good?"

He ducked when the butter dish hit the wall next to his head.

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100songs prompt: Learn to be Lonely

Title: Starting Over
Word Count: 347
Rating: PG
Summary: In a new city, Will evaluates his current situation.


The divorce was final. Will could wrap his head around that fact just fine. Talia was better off without him, and he was better off without the accusatory looks and constant reminders of his infidelity.

He and Peter had decided that being the best of friends would work better than being in a romantic relationship. That's what he was still having trouble accepting. The man he'd left his wife for wasn't going to be the man with whom he'd grow old. How the hell had that happened? Oh yeah, he thought. I opened my big mouth and told him I didn't want to risk losing him as a friend if we started to hate each other as lovers. Brilliant.

Surrounded by boxes, sitting on the floor in his new living room, Will wondered if he'd ever get used to the idea of being alone. For the rest of your life. He shuddered at the thought and quickly got to his feet. There was a bottle of wine in the kitchen, and he'd decided he was going to wallow in his misery with the help of a nice merlot.

By the time the bottle was half empty, Will had begun to form a life plan. He was now in Seattle, thousands of miles from the city where he was born and raised. He was thousands of miles from his friends, his family and everything familiar. Eventually, he would make new friends and get to know his surroundings, but anyone he could love and grow to think of as family would be lost to him. He'd essentially doomed himself to a life of heartbreaking, aching loneliness by giving up Peter. Ruining his marriage would mean a future of nothing but misery when it came to relationships. He deserved it.

He eyed the bottle of wine and poured himself another glass. In a few more minutes, he wouldn't care about anything but crawling into his cold, empty bed and falling asleep curled up next to absolutely no one.

Raising his glass to the empty condo, he smiled sadly. "Welcome home."


Child of the wilderness
Born into emptiness
Learn to be lonely
Learn to find your way in darkness
Who will be there for you,
comfort and care for you?
Learn to be lonely
Learn to be your one companion
Never dreamed out in the world
There are arms to hold you
You've always known
Your heart was on its own
So laugh in your loneliness
Child of the wilderness
Learn to be lonely
Learn how to love life that is lived alone
Learn to be lonely
life can be lived
life can be loved
Alone.

Fun meme

1. Your Spy Name (middle name and current street name) - Tobias Edgewood

2. Your Movie Star Name (grandfather/grandmother on your dad's side, your favorite candy) - William Cadbury

3. Your Rap Name (first initial of first name, first three or four letters of your last name) - W. Port

4. Your Gamer Tag (a favorite color, a favorite animal) - Blue Dog

5. Your Soap Opera Name (middle name, city where you were born) - Tobias Hartford

6. Your Star Wars Name (first 3 letters of your last name, last 3 letters of mother's maiden name, first 3 letters of your pet's name) - Porson Wen

7. Jedi Name (middle name spelled backwards, your mom's maiden name spelled backwards) - Saibot Nosliw

8. Porn Star Name (first pet's name, the street you grew up on) - Jake Woodsman

9. Superhero Name ("The", your favorite color, the automobile your dad drives) - The Blue Cutlass

10. Your Action Hero Name (first name of the main character in the last film you watched, last food you ate) - Jack Applesauce

Seattle - Logan talks to Kevin

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