I'm so sorry I don't post my drabbles here as soon as I write them, but I am the champion of pointless laziness and just...I'm very sorry. So I'm going to hunt for all the drabbles of mine that I have yet to post and will do so. They won't be in the order I wrote them, but that probably doesn't REALLY matter. Anyway, enjoy.
# 80: Pandora's Box
Now she'd done it. With the flick of a slim wrist and the toss of an appallingly bad test, that golden-haired gift of the gods had wreaked total havoc. No one asked her to pout deliciously, spring about like a little rabbit, to seemingly beg for the catastrophe that she inevitably brought about. So you have her to blame. She's the one who released all the troubles known to man, which were in turn channeled through me, Chiba Mamoru.
Plague.
"So, Odango, have you failed any tests in the last hour? Huh? Or no, perhaps you broke your scale today?"
"I swear, Chiba, you're like a…disease!"
Sorrow.
"Mamoru-baka, why can't you ever try to be decent? All you seem capable of is making me miserable."
Despair.
Look at her; she can barely stand the sight of me. I torment her like there's no tomorrow—how can I expect her to do anything but loathe me?
Yet this tale, like most others, has its silver lining. Because, despite the many misfortunes my Pandora may have let loose, there was that little spirit at the bottom of the box who managed to shine on.
Hope.
Did she just smile at me?
Okay, I adore this theme. I love Greek mythology and I've been waiting for my Grecian muse to bestow me with some inspiration. She actually visited me quite a while ago, I just sorta...forgot about the inspiration. Woops.