OPENING GAMES FREE-FOR-ALL CHALLENGE No. 18 from bluemoondreamer!
S--A--T-U-R--D-A-Y...NIGHT! Alas, this is not coming to you from the Bay City, but we are very happy to bring you another wonderful installment in our free-for-all series!
Tonight's lineup is care of bluemoondreamer a/k/a tsuki -- a limerick and a ficlet, for your reading pleasure:
Title: Oh What A Night! Author/Artist:bluemoondreamer Thing/Place/Action: An alcoholic beverage / muggle cinema / walking Drabble/Drawble/Ficlet/Limerick?: Limerick (although I didn't follow the rules at all...) Rating/Warnings/Kinks: Crack, OOC-ness (or maybe just drunkenness) Notes/Disclaimers/Betas: I wanted to try a limerick and this is what came to me. I looked up the rules of writing a limerick after I wrote it and found out I did it totally wrong. So maybe this is more of an anti-limerick :) Although, I did try to put it in the format I saw. Also, don't own; don't sue.
The Muggle cinema was just up the block.
We decided to walk to the show at eight o'clock.
Harry never said what we were going to see,
But I soon found out we had tickets for
High School Musical Three!!
I pulled out my flask and took a big swig, 'cause
either way, this night was gonna rock!
Title: Harry is Fed Up Author/Artist:bluemoondreamer Thing/Place/Action: Three-legged cat, paper / loo / shouting, cleaning Drabble/Drawble/Ficlet/Limerick?: Ficlet (500 on the dot) Rating/Warnings/Kinks: Nothing really... PG-13 at most. Notes/Disclaimers/Betas: I didn't think I would, but I struggled to fit this into 500 words. This idea jumped out at me when I saw the prompts and I had to write it. I've never written anything for a fest (opening games or otherwise) so I hope you'll like it! Also, don't own; don't sue.
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It wasn't Harry's idea to keep Albus around.
Severus had found Albus in the alley behind their London townhouse. Instead of breaking him down and using Albus in various potions, Severus decided to keep the atrocious ball of fluff.
Yes, Severus Snape has a weakness for cuddly kittens. Nothing Harry said could change his partner's mind; the cat was staying despite its incessant yowling and vicious "love" bites.
But worst of all, the kitten's habit to tear up anything and everything it could get its nasty claws into was driving Harry bonkers. Of course, most of the time, it was no problem to give a little flick of the wrist and have things cleaned up, but Severus absolutely refused to acknowledge that his pet was so destructive.
One should think that having only three legs would be a detriment to an animal's ability to wreak havoc, but not so with this creature.
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"Severus!!" Harry's yell woke him from his peaceful slumber.
"Harry! Come back to bed. Why are we yelling?" Severus lifted his head to shout out to his partner.
Harry's black mop-like hair popped out from around the corner of the loo. "Your cat has destroyed the loo. Again!"
By the time Severus pulled himself together and made his way across the room, Harry had accio-ed a broom and dustpan and had begun sweeping.
What Severus saw in the other room looked like nothing short of a freak indoor blizzard in the middle of June.
Somehow, Albus had not only managed to destroy all of their tissue paper (including the spare rolls hidden under the sink), he also found a way to spread the shredded fibers to every corner and every surface.
"Why are you not simply using magic to clean this up?" Harry looked at his husband with a pained expression that clearly said 'Go ahead, you try.'
"Accio wand. Reparo!" There was a small flutter of movement. "Evanesco!" The whirlwind that resulted had Harry and Severus covering their faces as the little pits of white paper were scattered once more.
"I already tried that yesterday. For some reason, toilet paper does not respond to any sort of magical cleanup." Harry handed the broom to Severus. "Your turn to sweep." He turned and went back to the bedroom.
"Oh Harry, he's not that bad. He's just a kitten. Let him have some fun!" Severus called after him.
"He can have all the fun he wants with our toilet paper and our dishrags and our socks and our newspapers, but if you don't start to take some responsibility for that tripod of yours, it's gotta go!"
Several minutes later Severus found Harry at the kitchen table nursing a cuppa.
"I'm sorry we argued." He sat down next to Harry where his own cup was waiting.
"Me too."
"I'll work on Albus' behavior this weekend."
"Thank you. I know he's being difficult right now. But perhaps, like you said, he'll mellow out as he ages."