|Metal Heart;; Metalman (shadowshinobi) wrote in prompt_100,|
@ 2010-11-16 02:04:00
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|Entry tags:||#: prompt 121, #: prompt 131, fandom: ace attorney, fandom: megaman|
Perchance to Dream/Ace Attorney/Prompt 121 || Parked/Megaman/Prompt 131
Title: Perchance to Dream
Fandom: Ace Attorney
Character/Pairing Phoenix Wright, Mia Fey
Word Count: 129
Prompt: 121 -- Dream
Spoilers: Spoilers for Case 2 of the first game
Warnings: Contains mention of character death
Phoenix didn’t know how long it had been since Mia had been murdered. All he remembered was how much he really looked up to her, and how much he wished that he could see her smiling face, or at least feel her gentle hand patting his back, telling him he’d done well in his case.
But that was all gone now.
He’d tried many times to sleep after the murder--or even after the trial--but sleep never came easily to him anymore. He’d get faint inklings of dreams, mostly nightmares. Just a brief thread of a dream before he awoke yet again, still screaming the same word.
He felt a cold sweat over him, as he’d woken up once more, Mia still dead, and he still very much alive.
Word Count: 152
Prompt: 131 -- Still
Sometimes a car is just a car; that is, unless it is a robot. Turboman always believed that statement at one point in time, when he was on the go every day, and he was needed, an essential part of the plans of his creator, his master. But that was over now.
He was just an old car, parked in the garage; at least, that was what he thought of himself. He didn’t run anymore. He didn’t blare his state-of-the-art stereo in the most spirited of ways. Whatever get-up-and-go he once had that made him run moreso than gasoline had gotten up and gone.
That was why he remained still, a parked car in a dim little garage at a race track that no longer ran races. The checkered flag didn’t wave for him anymore.
One day he would be more than still.
One day he would stir up again.