Challenge: FOTD - Smithereens
Word Count: 100
Summary: Arkadiy discovers some unwelcome news, and has his own way of dealing with it.
Notes: This is what I would have been writing for NaNo, if plotbunny!Zero hadn't come along and hijacked my mind. Still, it means I can write it without having to worry about stepping on my NaNo-toes now. :)
The pile of paper was truly dispiriting. Arkadiy supposed he should deal with it, but it exuded a threat to devour his hours. Still, if he never started...
A name caught his eye through the half-sorted stacks, one he knew too well. Sudden shock constricted his throat.
'Sergeant Jonathan Jones: AWOL.'
His expression drew Vanya to him; she tried to tug the form from his fingers.
His grip tightened, knuckles whitening. "No."
"There's nothing you can do," she murmured.
His response was the sound of shredding paper. A snowfall of green drifted serenely from his hands. "No, there isn't."