Number 9;; Metalman (thousandsticks) wrote in prompt_100, @ 2009-10-01 15:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | #: prompt 042, #: prompt 095, fandom: ace attorney, fandom: gunstar heroes |
Hindsight (Gunstar Heroes, PG, Prompt 42), Well, Snap! (Ace Attorney, PG, Prompt 95)
Title: Hindsight
Fandom: Gunstar Heroes
Characters/Pairing: Green Gunstar
Rating: PG
Word count: 193
Challenge/Prompt: #42 -- bad idea
Summary: They say hindsight is always 20/20. And looking back, that was a bad idea.
Well, looks like I'm in a real bind this time, Green thought to himself, leaning back in the seat in the cockpit of his mech. He had only a few more minutes of oxygen left and the mech's life-support features had been all-but-destroyed during the crash into Golden Silver.
Not that he was up to moving anyway. The impact truly was the worst part of a mech crash; Green's every bone and muscle ached now, and he wanted nothing more than the bittersweet end of it all. Emerald eyes stared off into the vast expanse of space through his viewing window.
"Heh. Looks like I'm not long for this world, huh?" He spoke out loud. "Good going, Green. You could have always used one of the weapons of Soldier Force on Golden Silver. But no. You were all dramatic and had to play the hero. This is hardly a hero's end."
He laughed mirthlessly, tears running down his cheeks. The kamikaze attack had seemed like a good idea at the time. Now, in retrospect, he really wished he'd gone with the weapons instead.
"You win this time, fate." He muttered, closing his eyes.
Title: Well Snap!
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Characters/Pairing: Klavier/Daryan
Rating: PG (mostly for language)
Word count: 202
Challenge/Prompt: #95 -- dare
Summary: Daryan should have expected as much when he played that game with Klavier.
"So it's just us guys in the hotel room, ja?" Klavier smirked. "Daryan, why don't we play Truth or Dare?"
Daryan Crescend gave a look that could only be described as "are you kidding me?"
"Oh, lighten up, Daryan. You're a real stick in the mud, ja?" Klavier laughed.
Daryan snorted. "No, Gavin. It's just that your idea of fun is something from a teenage girl's slumber party, while I'd rather go out drinking."
"Oh, come off it, Herr Dickhead." Klavier rolled his eyes. "So...truth or dare?"
"Truth." Daryan muttered."
"If you had to do anyone in the band, other than me, who would it be?" Klavier smirked.
"Eddie, I guess. I don't know!" Daryan huffed. "Augh...truth or dare, Gavin?"
"Dare." Klavier's eyes flickered with mischief.
Daryan scoffed. "I dare you to kiss me. With tongue."
Daryan should have seen it coming. Klavier slinked closer, that mischievous glint still in his eyes as he brought his lips to Daryan's. Suddenly, Daryan could feel the warm, slimy tongue of the German musician and prosecutor slipping in and rooting around. After about a minute, Klavier pulled away, smirking.
"You know I'd have done it anyways, ja?" He smirked nonchalantly. "After all, you're my boyfriend."