The Box of Drabbles

by The Rev. Cardboard Box

Like everyone else, I have herds of plot bunnies roaming about. And in order to make a little pin money, I now operate tours for rubes to behold the beasts. Oblivion, My Little Pony, Harry Potter, Fallout and other victims.

1. Please be seated

The Box of Drabbles: Unpursued Tales

Ahh, there you are. So nice of you to come. Keep your appendages inside the carriage at all times, please, these things can be vicious, or overly passionate – I say! Madam! Resume your seat at once!

What are they? Drabbles and plot bunnies, good sir, story ideas that seemed like a good idea at the time and threatened to swell hideously, or take me into fictional worlds long vacated, or never played.

Now, this menagerie of wretched implausibilities is not just here for show. After all, you might be taken with a particular concept... or maybe it becomes taken with you... and you feel driven to take it home and stroke its hair and name it George and all that. By all means if you do, for these things eat like legions of pacmen.

As for me? I have a job of work already, what with the antics of Ra'jirra's adoptive son, the earlier business with him and Dr Haines, and for that matter getting the Mane Six out of the Mojave.

So shall we begin? Yes? Back there?

Ah. Straight out of the car, third door on the left. I'm sorry about the delay everyone, but once he's back, we'll begin.