Title: Ink
Rating:
K
Genre: Romance, Humor
Pairings: Longerbee
Word
Count: 100 on the dot.
Disclaimer: Fan fiction.
Author's Notes: This is for Ebil who asked for a Longerbee drabble.
And now on to our feature presentation:
"Ink?" Jet had asked when they opened the crate. Jet didn't understand ink; you couldn't eat it, and you couldn't kill Firebenders with it, so what was the point?
But Longshot knew all about ink, and it'd been far too long since he'd felt a fine horsehair brush between his fingers. Ink was for words, so much better than sound, he thought as he dipped the stolen brush in the stolen ink.
Hours later, Smellerbee was ecstatic to see that she too had a Fire Nation wanted poster.
Longshot sighed. Ink had a point, provided Smellerbee could read his poetry.
Author's Notes: The site finally decided to email me my alerts and PMs; 19 messages in my inbox motivated me to update this story.
Moral of the story? Review!
Pretty please. With a cherry on top.
