elderwitty | icon drabble meme (Reply)

1. Reply to this post, and I will pick six of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and write a drabble about (each of) the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon glee.

These are the six that unhobbityhobbit picked for me.

"Hmm? Uh, yeah, okay. Sure."

John's warm laugh made me look up; across the tiny potbelly that Sheppard tries to suck in whenever he thinks I'm looking at it, over the nipples made pert by the chilly water, up the gorgeous column of his eminently lickable neck, only stopping at his sparking eyes after a brief perusal of his fondly smirking bottom lip. Fond smirking...how does he do that?

"What's so funny?"

"I have to wear these shorts more often. You just agreed to learn to surf."

"What?!"

He nods and grins, the unrepentant bastard. "And to have lemon meringue pie with dinner tonight."

You'd think a military-trained guy like him would have seen that tackle coming.

2)

One day Dean will learn not to taunt witches. Today is not that day.

He accused her of 'looking old enough to be my grandmother'. She made his mental age that of her actual grandson. Me - she said she liked me, so the spell will only last for a week or so. A six-one six-year-old for six or seven days. Does 'like' mean 'loathe' in Wiccan?

(I know there's is no language called Wiccan - I'm just playing in Show's [inaccurate] sandbox. :-> )

3)

'"How many people could be going by train?' you said. 'There'll be plenty of seats left on the day' you said."

"A.J., what are you muttering over there?"

"Just wondering for the millionth time how we're related."

"Well, how was I to know this Komagon thing was so popular?"

"Comic-con, Rick. Comi...." <gasp> <hacking cough>

"What?! Are you okay?"

<more coughing> "...bug..." <cough>

"Ah, finally. Some peace and quiet."

4)

If you're a wise ass, they don't see you scheming.
If you're a wise ass, they can't see you hurting.
Which is more important? I'll give it some serious thought as soon as I get these shackles off.

5)

Oh, no, not again! I thought I was finally safe. It's dark, and more than a little dirty here, but at least it's dry.

We all wondered what it was like outside our bendy windows. I was so happy to be picked; so eager to see. I just wish that one had come back to warn us...how they'd grab and strip, try to suffocate me in piles of burning hot, clinging fire. Or worse, stick me in the freezing muck and leave me there. And, as if that weren't bad enough, surround me again and again in heat and wet and suction, sometimes scraping the crushers across before teasing me with a taste of freedom and clean air. If I'd known, I'd've burrowed to the bottom of the pile and never looked up.

I thought that once I'd made it under the long ledge I'd be safe, but I'm pulled out and slid into the dark wet again. AGH!!! the crushers!! and hitting and flying toward the weird slanting wall...ugh! OW!! But, hey, I'm back under the ledge again. I hope they leave me alone for good this time. I just want to go home to the bin.

6)

"Hé, Bill. Comment vous auriez pour obtenir cette tâche ? Singe du votre cousin ? Singe - qu'est ce qu'a été ? Je croyais il que kid brutal de dans la ruelle. J'espère que ce gars se termine bientôt. Je peut à peine attirer souffle dans cette corset. Les choses sont beaucoup moins formelles à la maison, si vous savez ce que je veux dire. Et vous avez vu de sa peinture ? Il n'est pas encore un bon peintre, seulement daubing points partout. Encore, tant que son argent de la bonne et que nous recevons notre déjeuner je peu importe, je suppose. : Snort : Droit ! Que feriez-vous avec un chapeau haut même si elles permettent de garder ? Seigneur, vous êtes un drôle d'un seul, Bill.

"HÉ!! Ramener qui ! Qui vous a fait voir ? Il a pris ma fleur ! Il est un singe Coquine! ".

(It should be obvious that I don't speak French. ↑That↑ is the online translation of ↓this↓.)

"Hey, Bill. How'd you get this gig? Your cousin's monkey? Monkey - that's what that was? I thought it was that rude kid from across the alley. I hope this guy finishes soon. I can barely draw breath in this corset. Things are a lot less formal at home, if you know what I mean. And have you seen his 'painting'? He's not even a proper painter, just daubing dots all over. Still, as long as his money's good and we get our lunch I don't care, I guess. :Snort: Right! What would you do with a top hat even if they let you keep it? Lord, you're a funny one, Bill.

"HEY!! Bring that back! Did you see that? He took my flower! He's a cheeky monkey!"