In Few Words: Drabbles
by Bil!
Disclaimer: Still not mine.
A/N: And now for something slightly longer. But not by much. The following are drabbles, each precisely 100 words long. (I know some people seem to define 'drabble' as being just a very short story, but when I was introduced to the concept a drabble was always a story that was 100 words.)
Thievery
John dug through his drawer, annoyed. Then pulled it out and up-turned it, distributing its contents across the floor. Still nothing.
He dropped the empty drawer on his bed, waded through the mess to the door, and stormed out.
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"Elizabeth!"
She looked up innocently as he stormed into her quarters. "Yes, John?"
"Give them back. Now."
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"You're a thief and you know it!"
"Me?" Elizabeth could ooze innocence when she wanted to.
He glared at her. And then at her feet, warmly covered in thick merino-and-possum socks. "Would you stop stealing my socks!"
House of Horror
She only has to turn her back for half an hour. Half an hour. That's how long she was locked away in her office in video-link conference with the higher-ups back on Earth. And now she's come out to find that someone has turned her gateroom into the set of Return of the Living Deadand taught the Athosian kids all the most gruesome ways to look like zombies, vampires, and ghouls. Kids are 'dying' artistically all over the place. She sighs, steps around a realistically blood-soaked Jinto, and heads off to find the most childish kid of all.
"John!"
Outrageous (Rising)
"Let's cancel the wedding preparations and just elope."
She looked up, startled, from within her fortress of boxes and John grinned at having finally rattled the unflappable Doctor Weir. "I beg your pardon?"
He took pity on her. "I'm just saying it'd be easier to forget all this and head straight through the wormhole." He leaned on a stack of the boxes she was checking for pre-departure.
She laughed. "That may be, Major, but I prefer some careful planning for this Expedition. If that's quite all right with you."
John shrugged. "Hey, you're the boss."
She smiled. "That I am."
Devil in the Dark (Common Ground)
Have you dreamed, in the darkness? I have dreamed, dreamed for lifetimes longer than yours, waiting, waiting, waiting. Do you know what it is to hunger, to hunger so that the hunger is no longer a part of you but a separate being, a parasite consuming you from inside out?
What do you see, tiny creature looking at me with fear? Do you know that your fear strengthens me, intoxicates me? I long for the taste of it, I long to reach out and take it from you.
Do you know what it is to wait, empty, alone?
To hunger.