| Challenge 151: Author's Choice |
[Mar. 17th, 2010|12:55 am] |
Title: Take-out for Two
A/N: This author's note will probably be longer than the actual drabble. lol
First of all thanks to ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) happier_bunny for the prompt words (Daphne, shop (any variation), kiss, smile and laugh (any variation)).
Many thanks as well to my lovely sannea for butt-kicking and cheer-leading.
And to the awesome secretsolitaire, who is a miracle worker beta. *bows in thanks* The title is hers too.
And the condom goes to: Babylon
"How's the shop?" Daphne closed Brian's door, muffling the office bustle outside.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" Smirking, he leaned in to kiss her cheek, nowadays drawing only a slight blush.
"I was in the neighborhood."
Brian huffed. "In other words, Justin asked you to babysit."
"I brought Thai food?" Smiling innocently, she swung the bag in her hand.
Sometimes Brian was just too easy. Brandishing his chopsticks, he said, "Imagine my BMI if you came by every time Justin was fashionably late."
Daphne just wiggled her eyebrows. "No doubt you'll find a way to work off the calories." |
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| *Challenge #151: author's choice* |
[Mar. 17th, 2010|10:39 am] |
Title: Tea and Sympathy
Notes: I am ashamed to admit that I didn't even know what the prompt was this week. I asked for some prompts last night just to get me going and writing *something,* then I find out that it's author's choice! Perfect. Thanks to thymewriter for her quick beta and thanks to all of you that gave me words...I just went with the first one: tea.
And the condom goes to: Brian Kinney. No? Ok then, Babylon.
Debbie was pulling a huge dish of lasagna out of the oven when Emmett walked in. She was chattering a mile a minute to Justin while Vic danced with a cheese grater to the blaring music. No one seemed to hear the phone ringing.
“If you ask me, that son of a bitch needs a good ass-kicking,” Debbie said as she set the dish on the counter, “and I don’t care if he *is* Brian-fucking-Kinney, I’ll be glad to do it.”
Em grabbed the phone. “Mother Deb’s House of Tea and Sympathy,” he deadpanned. “Take a number!" |
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| Challenge 151: Author's Choice |
[Mar. 17th, 2010|06:26 pm] |
Title: Untitled
A/N: This is my first time writing a fic ever, so um...keep that in mind.
Beta: noteverything Thank you so much for your help!
And the condom goes to: don't really know how this works, but Babylon definitely could use a condom.
Now that I’ve asked, I can’t give up on the idea. I don’t understand why she won’t do it. It’s not as if she’s shy about her body, I know, I’ve seen the pictures!
She says she doesn't have the time, that she'll get bored sitting for hours on end. I know that's not the whole truth, but I let it stand.
I sketched her from memory when we first started dating, but she doesn't know that.
Finally, I have an idea, from a fellow blond artist with a surly partner. She always did look so radiant when she sleeps. |
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| Mad with power.. |
[Mar. 17th, 2010|11:15 pm] |
Here's the thing: I'm extending this challenge for one day for a couple of reasons.
1. I've been so focused on my secret project that I haven't finished my drabble yet...and I know of one other person who is in that boat.
2. I've seen a lot of drabbles and from new people (I will read them all...I promise) but I'm pretty sure that not everyone in fandom has written one...so now you have an extra day.
:D |
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