I thought I'd try my hand at drabbles. It's a bit harder than you'd think-especially if you recently did NaNo and are still thinking in terms of "contractions are evil" and "adjectives are the best"
But it's a good lesson in editing for myself, and also rather fun.
So here's to a hopefully long series of Merlin drabbles. This one will probably be all humor, hence the title.
And here's the first three: these ones taken from songs on Pandora. (cause everyone else was doing that too-not Pandora but the whole Ipod shuffle and write thing) Enjoy!
(1) Concerning Hobbits—Lord of the Rings: Fellowship of the Ring Soundtrack
"Flowers blooming, birds chirping—"
"Skies bluing—"
"That's not a word, Gwaine."
"Is so a word." The knight stuck his nose in the air and sniffed.
"Gwaine," Merlin repeated exasperatedly.
"What is the correct word, then?" Gwaine heard a woman laugh and instantly lost interest in how high in the air his nose could get.
Merlin sighed as one of Camelot's finest danced around the young woman. Then he smiled, shaking his head. "People dancing, Musicians singing, knights flirting, women tittering…" He surveyed the scene once more. "Merchants selling, children playing…" His smile grew.
"Spring festival is the best."
(2) Blood Ritual—Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl Soundtrack
"You're ugly, you can't hold a weapon and furthermore, you stink!" Gwaine grinned.
His opponent growled and swung his club at him. Gwaine ducked and swiped at his leg. "You stink worse than a rancid old—" He yelped and ducked the club-wielding menace.
"Gwaine, what are you doing?" Arthur yelled, ducking and weaving in his own battle.
"Getting him angry, obviously."
"I can see that. Finish him!"
"Easier said than done." Then, with a flourish befitting the most skilled of swordsmen, Gwaine knocked the club away and pointed his sword at the huge brute. "Unless, of course, you're me."
(3) Professor Umbridge—Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix Soundtrack
"I am Dragoon the Great! Lay down your weapons and surrender!"
"Who's Dragoon the Great?" the approaching bandits muttered to themselves.
Aforesaid Dragoon (the Great) rolled his eyes and slammed his staff against the ground once. The earth shook and a tree fell somewhere in the middle distance.
"Oh my gosh he's a sorcerer!" one bandit yelled helpfully.
"Why are you defending Camelot?" another wondered.
Dragoon (the Great) gave a short growl and pointed his staff at the group. "This is your last chance, or I will…turn you into toads!"
"I hate toads!" They turned and fled into the woods.
What do you think? Any thoughts?