Oh, Gods! I'm sorry for the delay in updating, guys!
I know I didn't review the last updates of many of you, but I had problems with my computer… First, a lightning storm messed up my Internet connection, and then a spyware messed up my whole computer… I took more than a week to get my computer working fine again, so I missed the 11th challenge at ka100. This piece is a response for the 12th challenge, but I'll try to write something for the challenge I missed as well!
Also, I must say that this piece is not exactly the way I wanted, but it was the best I could do in hundred words!
Calliann: It's weird, but you make me happy every time you say I made you cry! I hope you enjoy this piece! Your Tristan seems to be avoiding me; I'm trying to write a piece with him, but is not working… Anyways, I can't wait to meet Shireen! (winks)
Pippa: Hi, dear! Thanks for reading my drabbles, I'm glad you're enjoying them! Guardian Angel is one of the sweetest pieces I wrote, and people here at seem to like it too! I hope you like this one as well!
Cardeia: Thanks, dear! I'm flattered with your review! I agree with you, there are many things in the movie that they could have explored better… I think that's the reason why I'm writing this fan fictions! King Arthur is a movie full of good ideas, but not all of them are well worked - and I feel impelled to work on them myself!
Title: Sleeping Monsters
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: I own nothing or no one. Lancelot insists in having me in his arms because he wants; I'm not forcing him to anything!
Arthur is playing with my dog, and Galahad is playing videogame; as you can see, they are staying here by they own will!
Author's Notes: English is not my native language and I'm still learning it; I'll be glad if you help me pointing at any error you find!
Any feedback will always be welcome, so please, let me know what you think!
KA100 Challenge #12:
Sleep
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Lancelot could feel the fury taking over his body, like monsters growing inside of him. Thieves always woke up his anger. His dark eyes even darker; his hands shaking from desiring to hit someone. The boy in front of him was terrified. A boy. He couldn't kill a boy with his bare hands, could he? Actually, he could; but he knew he shouldn't. Not for stealing some coins. Lancelot released the boy, trying to hold his monsters.
He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. Soon, his rage was gone. But Lancelot knew his monsters were light sleepers.