This is a series of drabbles I signed up to write around the characters of Mark and Roger. I'm about finished with all 100 of them, so I figured that I would start posting them a few at a time.

These are not in any particular order, and most of them can be read on their own. If they do build off of each other I will post them together and make a note of it. These range from them being anything from friends to lovers, just to warn you, go from Pre-Rent to Post – Rent, and are anywhere in rating from G to M. I'll put up a warning if there's anything to make the rating go up above the drabble. I'm kind of experimenting with how to format this, so bear with me.


Title:Rock Star
Characters/pairing:Mark/Roger Friendship
Prompt: Star
Rating:PG
Summary:Roger is a rock star!

It was incredible to watch Roger transform from grumpy, silent roommate to bright, vivacious rock star. He played his guitar, he alternately crooned and screamed, he worked the crowd—and the girls all screamed his name and scrambled to get to him.

As Roger's friend, Mark was included in the rush. With Roger's arm slung over his shoulders, Collins and Maureen laughing on the other side of him, and the press of the crowd around them, Mark felt like life was bright and fast and glorious, that he had found his place, and that this could have no bad end.

Title:Endings
Characters/pairing:Mark/Roger Friendship
Prompt Ends
Rating:PG-13
Summary:Mark wonders what his life is made up of

It was one thing, Mark knew, to measure your life in love when there are things to love. But what was there to love in having his best friend in the hospital, slowly fading away from him? Dying.

He rubbed his burning eyes and slumped in the plastic chair. His life was measured in endings, failures, and nothingness. Nothing good he'd had ever lasted. Roger's death wouldn't be The End, rather it would just be one more end to add to the ever-growing list. Mark wondered dully what would happen when he just couldn't stand all of these endings anymore.

Title:Surprise Attack
Characters/pairing:Mark/Roger Friendship
Prompt: months
Rating:PG
Summary:Roger is very mean when he's sugar-high
Author's Notes: And on a completely different note…silly fluff! Based on the premise that if you pack flour into tissues and then chuck them at people they explode.

Mark walked into the loft, turning to shut the door. When he turned back around something small and white was flying at him. He ducked but wasn't fast enough, and the object hit him and exploded on impact. The air felled with dust, and Mark got a large faceful of...flour?

"Where did you get flour?" he asked Roger after he stopped coughing.

"Maureen came over and made cookies," Roger mumbled from his perch on the table, his mouth full of cookie.

"Remind me to thank her," Mark said dryly, vowing that he'd get Roger back if it took him months.

Title: Foiled
Characters/pairing: Mark/Roger Friendship
Prompt: Snow
Rating: PG
Summary: Mark tries to get Roger back, and fails
Author's Notes: There is pudding involved.

Mark stood beside the loft door, the bowl of pudding Joanne had brought by earlier in his hands. Roger was going to get it when he came in…

Suddenly he felt someone at his back. A hand yanked his shirt collar, and a large clump of snow slid down it. Mark yelped and danced around, trying to dislodge it and somehow avoid throwing the pudding.

Roger stood behind him, grinning. "Mimi let me in, and I came up the fire escape," he said in explanation, "You really shouldn't have asked when I was coming home so many times."

Mark scowled.

Title: Triumph
Characters/pairing: Mark/Roger friendship
Prompt: Triumph
Rating: PG
Summary: Mark finally gets Roger back
Author's Notes: Hahaha, I laugh at Roger.

Roger cautiously poked his head into the loft. Mark had been grinning like a loon all morning, so Roger was sure he was going to try to get Roger back tonight. But there was no Mark in sight when he looked in. He wasn't on the fire escape either. Maybe he had given up.

Feeling safe, he walked into his room and was immediately drenched with water and hit by a falling bucket. He swore. On his bed was a note in Mark's handwriting:

OUT FILMING. STOP DRIPPING ON THE FLOOR—MARK

Roger scowled and began to strip, plotting revenge.