who wants a drabble?

[xparrot]

The past few weeks I was back visiting my parents and old friends; had a fantastic time, but now vacation's over and I've returned to Seattle to find a job. Oh joy! Meanwhile gnine has abandoned me and is setting off to London for grad school today. But I get the brother - hah! (right now we're alternating watching Futurama with Red Dwarf, which is somewhat brain-breaking (if not up to the Twin Peaks/Kodocha standard gnine and I set a few years back.) It's quite satisfying to finally see all of Futurama, and being one of the deprived who was never exposed to Red Dwarf at an early age, I am proud to report that I can now warble the theme song in the shower. I also flatly deny any allegations that I have been secretly googling for Lister/Rimmer because that would be WRONG and I would never do such a thing. Never. Nope.)

But that's neither here nor there. What is here is that I haven't written hardly a word in going on a month, and desperately need to get back in the writing saddle. So, for a limited time, it's open-drabble season - give me a fandom/characters/pairing (whichever, and it can be any series I know, whether or not I've fic'ed for it) and a prompt (single word, quote, sentence, whatever) and I will attempt to produce a drabble, ficlet, or other arrangement of words with a vague semblance of fic.

ETA: Until I say otherwise, requests are still open! No guarantees, but give it a go and I'll see what I can do...

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[xparrot.livejournal.com]

Thanks for the prompt! ...this, uh, may not be what you're expecting ^^;)


This was the hardest part about being a leader, Sam thought. Sheppard's eyes were hard to read, but she could see the accusation in them, though his tone was mild. "You said you could handle it."

"I thought I could." She had. She'd been so confident, so sure she was up to the challenge. Sheppard had been wary, but in the end he had trusted her--he hadn't even asked Rodney, just her. And she'd honestly thought she had it under control.

But today's tests were conclusive, and all that was left was to admit her failure. Honestly admit that she had let him down. She owed him that much.

Looking Sheppard straight in the eyes, she said, "I'm sorry, John, but it appears that even the copolymer hair gel can't keep it flat."

[stitcher2ficcer.livejournal.com]

***Hehehehehe....""" I'm having a good hard laugh here on my way to bed via this post. Hysterical!

[xparrot.livejournal.com]

XD glad you're enjoying it!

[kristen999.livejournal.com]

That was hysterical! Thank you!

[xparrot.livejournal.com]

^_^ Glad you enjoyed it!