When you finally get a group of friends together after possibly the worst day of your collective lives, obviously the next step is to light a fire, toast marshmallows, and sing. Or at least it's obvious to Roxy. 2,100 words, written for
cottoncandy_bingo prompt: sing.
[AO3 version]
( Food and Cheer and Song )
And that -- while still technically songfic, I guess? -- is also not the story I was talking about, but the more I worked on that one, the more it moved into tearjerker territory. So I wrote something happier instead. (Which is still kind of sad-tinged, but at least the sadness is in the past instead of lurking in horribly heartbreaking foreshadowing.)
[AO3 version]
( Food and Cheer and Song )
And that -- while still technically songfic, I guess? -- is also not the story I was talking about, but the more I worked on that one, the more it moved into tearjerker territory. So I wrote something happier instead. (Which is still kind of sad-tinged, but at least the sadness is in the past instead of lurking in horribly heartbreaking foreshadowing.)