WARNING: These drabbles/ficlets/whatevers are completely OOC, random, idiotic, and, one might say, crack!fic. These will either make you laugh or shake your head in disgust at my god-awful attempt to keep myself amused during a particular boring geometry lesson. Reviews are always welcome, but please, no flames. [I know, I'm supposed to be updating "Not Leaving" but I've had a depressing few days, so I decided to type up something that made me smile. I will try to update the story I'm supposed to soon. I promise.]
Wait a second. Does she seriously think I can't take a 6-foot bunny?
"Mare, I am insulted. Do you really think so lowly of me?"
Mary rolled her eyes. "Marshall. You force me to repeat myself. It. Was. A. Dream."
"Yes, but the fact that in your subconscious you doubt my abilities just raises questions about your feelings in conscious thought. Come on, just tell me. Do you think I can take on a 6-foot bunny or not?"
Flustered, Mary flailed her arms a bit and said "I don't know Marshall! Having never seen a 6-foot bunny, I don't think I can accurately answer that question."
"But you saw one in your dream."
"Christ, Marshall! Just let it go!"
"Not until you tell me whether I can take a pink 6-foot bunny or not!"
"Fine! I think that the bunny would start off the fight making you his bitch, but in the end you'd step it up and knock him on his fluffy ass. Satisfied?"
Marshall grinned triumphantly. "Yes." he said cheerily, a bounce in his step as he went to get some coffee.
Mary rolled her eyes and muttered lowly "If I ever dream of a bunny again, I'll shoot myself."
I know. Half terrible, half somewhat amusing. I was just...bored. lol.