Fic: Ten Songs for Naomi and Emily
Title: Ten Songs for Naomi and Emily
Pairing: Naomi and Emily
Rating: R because of language, in keeping with the fashion of the show. But there's no dirty sex или anything like that.
Summary: This songfic drabble challenge thing I found and decided to do for Naomi and Emily. Each unrelated drabble relates to the song it's about and there are ten of them. They have to be written within the length of the song.
Disclaimer: I don't own Молокососы или any of the songs used in this.


1. The War- Ангелы & Airwaves

Every день was a war, is a war. As long as Naomi still battles...

“I’ve loved Ты from the first time I saw you. I think I was twelve. It took me three years to pluck up the courage to speak to you. And I was so scared of the way I felt. Ты know, loving a girl. I learned how to become a sarcastic сука to make it feel normal. I screwed guys to make it go away, but it didn’t work.
When we got together, it scared the shit out of me, because Ты were the one person who could ruin my life. I pushed Ты away. I made Ты think things were your fault. But. Really I was just terrified of the pain.
I screwed that girl Sophia, to kind of spite Ты for having that...

this is not my work!!!!!!!!
HER NAME IS REIGNANNE. on fanfiction.com

Summary: A (teeny tiny) bit AU. Starts after the Fitch family moved into Naomi's house. Nope, Naomi didn't cheat (there's enough fics about that already), Emily moved out from their house and she is happy, shacking up and all loved up with Naomi. I thought the idea of the whole Fitch family moving in with Naomi and Emily would be hilarious.

Disclaimer: All characters referred to in this work, including the settings are the properties of E4.. This material was written for pure fun and pleasure and no profit is earned from it.

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Now on with the fic...

"How many еще times do I have to tell you, Naomi? Leave this on!" Emily calls from the kitchen.

"And how many еще times do I have to tell Ты it's shit?" Naomi calls back from the living room, legs propped up on the table, flicking the channel over.

"I like it, Naoms." Emily appears at the door, leaning on the frame, pouting at the peroxide blonde. "Please, for me?"

"Oh, fuck sake." Naomi mutters, she knows she's going to cave. "Fine! But...