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museofspeedOkay, here's the deal, people. I'm bored, uninspired, and a little grumpy. Five things meme is done except for three, but blah, they're giving me trouble. Though I will do them!
But while I struggle with them, here's another meme idea I just had. Drabble exchange!
Instead of giving me a pairing/prompt, give me a drabble. Then, I'll write you a return drabble with the same pairing. It'll either be inspired by it or possibly in follow up to it, depending on what I feel like.
You can do as many inspiration drabbles as you want. I'll return 'em all.
Sounds fun?
But while I struggle with them, here's another meme idea I just had. Drabble exchange!
Instead of giving me a pairing/prompt, give me a drabble. Then, I'll write you a return drabble with the same pairing. It'll either be inspired by it or possibly in follow up to it, depending on what I feel like.
You can do as many inspiration drabbles as you want. I'll return 'em all.
Sounds fun?
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Date: 2008-09-02 03:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-02 03:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-02 11:22 pm (UTC)*cries*
I'll just post it as a regular fic, and you don't have to do a reply. This is getting ridiculous. *shakes head*
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Date: 2008-09-02 11:26 pm (UTC)I'll do a reply anyway!
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Date: 2008-09-02 11:34 pm (UTC)There. *pouts* Hey, is the minor characters thing still going? Because this is totally Bernard-centric. ^^
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Date: 2008-09-02 11:44 pm (UTC)Though there was one that I've been meaning to do.
*goes to read yours*
Also, I'm totally thinking of making a supporting cast community. With challenges. Except I suck at being a maintainer. So it's kind of a maybe thing.
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Date: 2008-09-02 11:45 pm (UTC)That sound awesome! But I totally know what you mean, I'm the same way. Bummer.
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Date: 2008-09-02 11:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-02 11:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-05 05:40 am (UTC)---
Bernard was waiting for Tim when he left school in the afternoon.
"I didn't know you went to my school," Tim said.
"I don't," Bernard said smugly. "What's up?"
"I have to go?"
"Does this have to do with your night job?"
Tim shook his head. "I have no idea what you're talking about. I have homework."
"It's Friday, Drake. Don't be that kid."
"Seriously, Bernard. I just - I've got to go."
"With all due respect, that's bullshit. You just don't want to talk about last night."
"Seriously, I don't know what you're talking about."
"Do you really want me to yell it out? Because I'm not an idiot, Tim. Even if I hadn't seen you, well, it makes sense."
"Look, I'm not sure what you saw, but I'm just a normal kid." He gave a half grin. "No idea what you're talking about."
"Oh, you are infuriating!" Bernard said. "Tim, you're not going to convince me that it wasn't you. But I need to, I don't know, this is big! Drake, help me, here! I don't know what to do!" His voice cracked a little in the last sentence.
Tim stopped walking and turned to Bernard. "You want to know what to do? I already told you. Forget it ever happened."
Bernard smiled. "So it was you?"
"Fine, it was. Stop thinking about it. Never mention it again."
"Are you kidding?" Bernard grinned. "That's awesome! Can you introduce me to - "
"Bernard, I'm not secretive about this for me. I didn't want you to know to protect you." He poked Bernard in the chest, hard. "If one of my enemies knew you knew who I am? You could be hurt. Either to figure out who I am or just to hurt me. I couldn't live with myself if that happened."
"I wouldn't tell!" Bernard said. "Not even if they tortured me!"
"I don't want them to torture you! I don't want to put you in that situation!"
"I - fine." Bernard looked down. "I'll never let on that I know."
Tim nodded and squeezed Bernard's shoulder. "Good," he said.
"But Tim?" Bernard said. "I've read the papers. I mean, I don't know what's going on in your life, not at all, but just - if you want someone. To talk to, I mean, or whatever. I'd be happy to."
Tim smiled slightly. "Thanks," he said. "That means a lot to me."
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Date: 2008-09-07 02:32 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-07 03:36 am (UTC)YES IT _IS_ A FOURSOME BANDOM AU NOT-FIC
Date: 2008-09-02 03:56 am (UTC)So here's how it started.
Pete met Victoria their Freshman year of college. They were in the same Western Civ class, at eight-thirty am, a time no normal human being would be awake, and they were the only non-morning people in the whole class, and as such sat next to each other and were grouped together for almost every project.
So they started hanging out. Then they started sort-of dating. Which is like hanging out, but with added sex. Which was good, really good. Except that Vicky found Pete to be really fucking annoying when he wasn't making her come three times before he fucked her.
Before the year was over they became famous all across campus for their screaming matches in the middle of the quad. They were both as likely to be sporting bruises as hickeys, and nobody seriously worried, because Vicky gave, if not as good, than even better than she got. Most memorably after Pete and Vicky came back from Spring Break that year. Pete hardly able to sit down, with amazing technicolor bruising around his neck and a black eye, Victoria wearing only silk shift dresses and wide terrycloth wristbands.
But, as things often do, the semester ended and summer break began. Pete stayed on campus for summer classes and Victoria (presumedly) went home. The scarriest and most interesting couple on campus had broken up.
Next year was uneventful, with Vicky and Pete having no classes together, different majors, and Pete living off campus while Vicky was a CA for a freshman girls' dorm.
Their Junior year was just as mellow, but much more interesting. Vitoria was a CA in the Freshman dorms again. Improbably, she had another early morning class with Pete, who had taken to sleeping over the night before their, thank god, one day a week class.
Everyone who remembered their first year held their breath. But nothing happened.
Well, not precisely nothing. Pete got a huge crush on Ashlee, Victoria's next door resident.
After weeks of hearing him bitch and moan and pine after her, Vicky told him to get off his ass and ask her out.
She turned him down, but let Pete stay and they talked all night. The next day Ashlee and Pete ganged up on Vicky and asked her out. How could she say no?
And life went on.
Next year Pete's cousin had a baby and he decided to double major, Poly Sci and ElemEd. His advisor thought he was insane (which he was, a little) but sincere, and willing to do a fifth year, and so he was accepted into the teaching program.
That was also the year they met Patrick.
Hundreds of rumors floated around the campus and town about the big bad seniors seducing little Patrick Stump, never mind that Ashlee was a sophmore, and Patrick had as big a part as anyone else in the ordeal.
Here's what happened.
Patrick was a townie, which meant he had grown up and gone to High School in the same town as the college. He was also something of a genius. He had skipped a grade in elementary school, and played just about every instrument under the sun. He had gotten early acceptance and a full ride to the college of music, as long as he was some kind of performance major.
So it's music weekend, when all the prospective students come to visit the school. Pete was taking a short cut through the music building when he saw Patrick talking animatedly with the Dean of Music. his jaw dropped and he ducked behind a pillar to start furiously texting the girls to meet him.
Ashlee was the first to get there, coming up behind Pete and tucking herself up under his arm, peering around the column. Vicky came in from the opposite direction and was stopped by Maria, who introduced her properly to Patrick.
Pete and Ash stood there wide eyed as he flirted with Victoria, and as she flirted back. Soon though Vicky caught sight of them and excused herself to join the other two. Pete talked excitedly while Vicky tried to explain who Patrick was.
AND YOU GET RANDOM BABIES! YAY!
Date: 2008-09-02 05:31 am (UTC)Rose didn't look at her. She just sat there with the baby. "Look, I know you weren't expecting - "
"That you'd show up with a baby? And want me to take you back? You left me, remember?"
"I know," Rose said. "It was the biggest mistake I ever made."
"As big a mistake as that?" Charlie asked pointing at the baby.
Rose's eyes blazed. "Her name is Lily Mercury Wilson and she may have been a mistake, but I don't regret it for a minute."
"I'm sorry," Charlie said. "I'm just - who's the father?"
"Bart Allen. It was - I missed you, Charlie. I'm not proud of what I did. Bart helped me get back on my feet. And yes, I slept with him. That was almost a year ago."
"And it's been two years since I last saw you."
"Bart and I couldn't last. But I was scared. I thought I'd screwed up for good with you."
"Why'd you change your mind?"
"Bart told me I should."
"He did?"
"He said he thought you seemed like the forgiving type."
"Rose - "
"Look, I'm so, so sorry I left. Please take me back."
"Maybe," Charlie said. "I'm not totally ready to forgive you, but...we can at least be friends again? And maybe more later?"
Rose smiled. "I'll take what I can get."
"She's a beautiful baby," Charlie said.
"Thanks," Rose said.
Time to Come Home
Date: 2008-09-02 03:17 pm (UTC)"I see it Skeets and we gota face this head on if we want to get them back."
"Who Sir?"
Booster turned to his companion with a wavering gaze and glassed eyes.
"Oh, of course. Should I head back and get some Chocos?"
With a smile Booster pulled his robot buddy close like a football, it was different now that he was all flat and sleek lines but he could deal with it.
Take things as they come- and it was coming fast!
"Are you ready sir?"
"I have been for a long time."
The light smashed into him and through him as it came out the other end it fragmented into a rainbow of colours, red, blue, green, yellow etc...
He walked up to the blue light and embraced it... slowly the light took form becoming a man Skeets recorded as lost.
Blue Beetle was back.
The red light became a man garbed in something like a rocket red uniform, the sleek helmet slid back to reveal Dmitri.
The green light morphed and flexed for what seemed like forever before taking the shape of the Martian Manhunter.
Yellow became that lost Kryptonian clone boy, the current Robin should be please by that. He has a religion or cult or something formed about him, should be interesting.
The still glowing Beetle and Booster headed over to the still flickering indigo and violet light.
"Come back Sue, Ralph. I know you don't have to but you can be spirit detectives later- Your lives are right ahead of you." Beetle coaxed the light as Booster continued to stand silent but welcoming the rainbow lights.
The orange light flickered and multiplied speeding around each of the resurrected heroes. It was pretty easy to guess who it was even if he'd lost some height and possibly age along the way. They'd know for certain when he slowed down enough to clearly see and hear.
It was time to go home.
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Date: 2008-09-05 08:16 pm (UTC)"Pretty much," Booster said, grinning. "Good to have you back, buddy!"
"I wouldn't exactly say I'm back. I still don't know if I believe you or if you're just insane. I still don't get how I got here."
"Rip says when you reentered the time stream you got broken in half or something. I don't quite get it." Booster hugged him. "But yay! You're alive! Come on, let's have a few beers to celebrate."
"...uh, what exactly was the nature of our relationship? Best friends you say?"
Booster thought about it. Then he grinned. "I prefer the term 'friends with benefits,'" he said.
"Oh, uh, I thought I was straight," Ted said.
"Yeah, well," Booster shrugged. "You just couldn't resist my sexy charms."
"Oh. Uh, I guess we can have drinks. But I'm not sleeping with you."
Booster sighed. "I guess that's fair."
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Date: 2008-09-02 10:07 pm (UTC)"I'm busy, Bart."
Bart glowered at the laptop. "You always say that."
Robin continued typing. "And it's always true."
"Why? You always have some boring report to enter or boring files to update or something."
"Because I have to update the boring files and enter the boring reports." Robin's voice was completely bland, and he still hadn't looked up.
Bart thought fast. "Maybe you could explain it to me? I could help! I bet you'd get it done faster!"
Tim thought about accuracy of his files, about the fact that they were second only to Oracle's in completeness. He thought about the way Batman had just started including his reports in the main files without rewriting them. He thought about how long it would take Bart to ruin them completely.
Robin closed his laptop. "The reports can probably wait, Imp. What would you like to do?"
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Date: 2008-09-09 02:11 am (UTC)I have discovered why drabbles are not meant to be used as prompts! I've only managed to really without cheating do two inspired drabble. The others are just sort of random.
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Date: 2008-09-09 04:53 am (UTC)Bart/Tim. Prompt: "Don't you know how to knock?"
"Maybe that's the universe telling you to improve your security system."
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Date: 2008-09-09 05:11 am (UTC)---
"Hello, Bart."
Bart jumped. "Ah! Don't you know how to knock?"
Robin smirked. "Says the kid who vibrates through my walls on a regular basis."
Bart stuck out his tongue. "Maybe that's the universe telling you to improve your security system. Again. You really obsess about that."
"Not like it's much use against you," Tim said.
"So why'd you come to my room in Manchester?" Bart asked.
Tim smirked. "What? Can't a guy visit his boyfriend without his motives being questioned?"
"Not when they're freaks." Bart grinned. "No, really, what was it?"
"I missed you!" Tim said.
"Aww." Bart was across the room and hugging him in an instance. "You're sweet."
Tim smiled and hugged Bart back. It was nice to see Bart.
It was also nice to know his security was at an acceptable level, but Bart didn't need to know that.
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Date: 2008-09-09 05:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-09-09 05:31 am (UTC)Welcome!
Set in the Jaime/Milagro raised by JLI AU, on the angsty side.
Date: 2008-09-03 12:20 am (UTC)"Guy, she just called you daddy!" Tora hugged Guy.
"And she well should, I do most of the diaper changins' and the midnight feedins'" Guy smiled despite his gruff tone.
"NO! DAMN IT! NO!" Jaime threw his backpack on the floor in tears and ran off to his room, slamming the door dramatically.
Moments later, Guy entered the room.
"You're supposed to knock!" Jaime whined.
"Jaime you know you're not supposed that damn type of language..."
"I don't give a damn. You're not my little sister's father. My father is and he's dead but Milagro doesn't know that!
And she totally thinks you're her dad even though you're white and she's Mexican and she's totally forgotten our dad because she was only a stupid baby when he died and still is a totally stupid baby now!" Jaime then started sobbing into his pillow.
Guy just patted his head while he thought of a comforting response.
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Date: 2008-09-09 02:09 am (UTC)"Nope! You still have that dumb thing?" Booster said.
"It's not dumb! It's an ancient relic! And it reminds me of the first Blue Beetle, so don't you talk."
"Ask Guy. Maybe he can do some kind of tracer-thingy on it."
"I can't imagine why I ever fell for you," Ted muttered, throwing a pillow at Booster. "Fine, going to find Guy. Maybe he'll sleep with me. He's hotter than you anyway."
"Lucky me, he'd never cheat on Tora," Booster said, sticking out a tongue.
Guy had locked onto the Scarab with his ring and was following it. Ted was following him in the Bug.
"We're getting close," Guy said. "Should be there any minute."
Suddenly a strange, blue, armored creature flew up in front of them.
Guy swore. "That's Reach technology!"
"Reach?" Ted said.
"Dunno! Ring's freaking out, though! Maybe this guy took your rock?"
"It's a scarab! A scarab!"
The creature shot a blast at Guy.
"Wait! Stop!" it said. "I didn't mean to!"
"That's it, you little - " Guy flew at him.
"Aaaah!" the creature put up a shield that repelled Guy's ring.
"Wow, they can't usually block me," Guy said. "Just have to try harder!"
"Guy! Please!" the creature said. "I don't want - Agh!" Guy landed a blast at it's side.
"Guy, it totally just said your name," Ted said.
"Nah, it was just talking about guys in general," Guy said. "It's a Reach agent. It don't know me."
"I don't even know what Reach is!" It said. "Guy! It's me! Jaime! I don't know what's happening!"
"It's Jaime, Guy!"
"No it isn't! Jaime's in school and he wouldn't attack me!" Guy said. "It's trying to trick us!"
"I...I...agh! Work you stupid thing!" suddenly the armor vanished and Jaime was in the air. There was a moment he just floated there before gravity took hold and he plummeted down.
"Jaime!" Guy shouted, flying down and catching him in a giant green baseball mitt. "Damn, kid, what happened?"
"Bring him to the Bug," Ted said.
Guy nodded and flew him up, generating a green blanket for Jaime.
"I - I borrowed your Scarab for show and tell," he gasped to Ted when they were in the Bug. "Sorry, I know I should have asked, but I didn't think you'd let me and you always taught me better to apologize than ask permission, right?"
"I didn't mean when you're dealing with my stuff!" Ted said.
"I'm really, really sorry!" Jaime said. "But this morning it was gone, and I kept seeing...I don't know, words in a language I could only almost read. Then I randomly...uh, you know how Dan Garrett had magic armor? I think this is like that."
"So what, you're replacing me?" Ted asked.
"No! No way! I didn't - I didn't want this! I just - I don't know, can it come out?"
"Sorry kid, welded to your spine," Guy said. "We could take it out and have you be Oracle's assistant!"
"Guy!" Ted said. "Don't make fun of her!"
"I'm really sorry," Jaime repeated. "I don't know how to control this, the Scarab, I mean, nothing particularly special happens when I say 'Khaji Da.' It just...I mean, I only sort of control it. I'm...kinda scared of it."
"Don't worry, Jaime," Ted said. "We'll figure it out, okay?"
Guy nodded. "We'll take care of you, kid. We always do."
Re: Not totally sure what to do here, so have a drabble in the same universe! But a lot later...
Date: 2008-09-09 02:50 am (UTC)Re: Not totally sure what to do here, so have a drabble in the same universe! But a lot later...
Date: 2008-09-09 02:53 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-09-03 03:37 am (UTC)"Isn't he the cutest?" M'gann bright smile blinded the group "I just saw him on the corner and decided to bring him here!"
Jamie and Conner recoiled, even Bart was too werided out. Cassie held back some vomit, while Rose looked at the strange blue/greenish abmoniation with interest.
"On the corner?" Tim asked. "Why would?..."
"I'll take really great care of him!" M'gann said
"Uh...thank god Eddie isn't here for this..what does it eat?" Cassie asked, noticing it staring at her jeans.
"I'm not sure." M'gann looked upward, thinking.
-URRRGGGH!-
It threw up on Conner's shirt (which wasn't that big of a deal), a bright reddish glow, baring his well-toned abs.
"Excuse me!" Conner ran toward the upstairs bathroom.
"It seems useful. Let's keep it." Rose said with a sneaky smirk.
M'gann lit up like a nightlight. "Oh Joy!" She flew upstairs giggling all the way.
"What just happened?" Bart asked.
"I think we just got a new pet..We really can't say 'No' to her, can we?" Tim said, dumbfounded.
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Date: 2008-09-09 02:11 am (UTC)This is a less fun meme than I'd hoped.
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Date: 2008-09-03 06:02 pm (UTC)We have no days off. We didn't even have Labor Day off!