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The rules are:

1. Each post is either a hundred words or more/ or you can make a graphic/art
2. However the number influences you, go with the flow! I don’t care how you use or abuse the number! (I’ll give some suggestions/ideas/other languages to help you along if you get stuck!)
3. Post anywhere – tumblr, amazon.com, your journal, AO3, the dreaded ff.net, your bedroom wall, etc.
4. There is NO time limit.

And the number shall be ...4.8!

Go forth and create!

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From:

fairyniamh

Four stared up at her longtime partner and smiled like a million watt light bulb. Which set Eight on edge… a lot.

Four rarely smiled. In fact, she only smiled when she was plotting something. Eight hadn’t forgotten their anniversary, he birthday was next month. Christmas was a fair distance. So what was she smiling for. (No pun intended.)

"Hey babe, what's up?" he questioned, which only made Four's smile become brighter.

She handed him a paper and giggled.

He looked it over and felt faint. "You're with digits," he whispered.

"Ready to welcome Four point Eight into our family?" she asked shyly.

All he could do was hug her. He was ready; they were ready. Four point Eight would be the perfect addition to the pair.

~Fin~

(You expected me to do something like this. XD)

From:

kaige68.livejournal.com

You expected me to do something like this. XD

I fully did! For you are AWESOME!!

From:

fairyniamh

Four really is awesome. She's expecting digits! XD (Runs away before more puns escape.)

From:

thtwzjustadream.livejournal.com

I couldn't resist. This is set about three months ago, in a small Maine town somewhere along the coast....

~*~

Change of Plans
Rating: G
Fandom: LOST

"Desmond?!" Penny ran toward the den, her heart in her throat. "What's wrong?"

The sound of him shouting - an abrupt barking sound, almost - panicked; she hadn't ever heard anything quite like it out of him. Certainly not in the last half a decade.

"I'm okay..." he said, pacing a few yards from the desk, pointing back toward it and still catching his breath. "But we have to change our vacation plans."

They'd only settled down a year and a half ago - in a small, New England town where they could dock the Elizabeth and get Charlie into kindergarten. So far, there were no signs of any threats from her father. They'd agreed this spring that they felt brave enough to contemplate a vacation somewhere sunny and warm while school was on break.

"But what's wrong with April?" She got arms around him, felt Desmond's forehead on the top of her head and then him kissing her hair. "That's kind of when we have to go, love, or Charlie will miss...."

"Just the first day..." Desmond pointed back toward the computer. "We have to change that. We'll go a day later, yeah?"

Penny walked over and looked at the Expedia reservation form that was half filled out and that's when she saw it: a rate request for one room, party of three on 04/08/15.

"OhGoodLord," she stepped back just as fast. "What are the odds of that?"

"Pretty good, actually," Desmond started to laugh a touch hysterically and that set her off, too, and now they were both out of breath with laughter, wiping their eyes.

"We'll go that Thursday," Penny offered.

"Good," Desmond walked it off. "We'll stay home the Wednesday. Do dinner in."

And lock all the doors and windows, Penny thought but did not say.

Those damn numbers were never going to be okay. Not with either of them.

From:

kaige68.livejournal.com

HA! SO VERY AWESOME!

From:

thtwzjustadream.livejournal.com

Thank you. But I decided I had to expand it out, and cover what all the survivors are up to this 4/15. ;). That was fun!

4/8/15 (http://archiveofourown.org/works/3707765)