Other Drabbles for the Meme
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schizoauthoressEDIT: Duh, I forgot that this was supposed to be public!
Okay, drabbles are now complete! Here are the other three that I got. Sorry it took so long. And if you guys have got any more requests, I've got the time to write now!
"Foreman's dark secret" for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kmanderson (House, M.D.)
Foreman's Dark Secret
It was the end of a long day, and Foreman was tired as hell. Of course, being tired as hell was preferable to dying from a mysterious disease…and that was a comparison he had the unfortunate experience to make.
When he stepped into the elevator, he smiled, since “Rock With You” was playing. Nobody knew, but...as a kid, he’d wanted to be Michael Jackson.
The doors opened, revealing him in the middle of singing and dancing along. Cuddy stared. Foreman blushed, feeling silly.
“It was the end of a long day,” was all Foreman would ever say to explain it.
****
Aja & Craig forstormer1_1 (Jem)
Believe
Usually, when guys hit on her, Aja would feel awkward. Other musicians asking for a date made her especially uncomfortable. Aja didn’t date. She didn’t have crushes. She left that to Kimber.
She hadn’t been an attractive teenager. Lots of boys teased her then. The worst of it was when they pretended to like her...flirted and acted so nice, then mocked her for believing them. For a long time, she stopped believing anyone who called her beautiful, even her family.
When Craig had looked at her with those sexy blue eyes, though, and murmured her name, she wanted to believe.
****
Pizzazz/Eric, their first meeting forsweetvirago (Jem)
Insult
It was his drabness that caught her eye in the first place. The only colorful thing about him was his tie, red as a bloodstain, peeking out from his suit jacket.
Pizzazz stalked toward him, feeling insulted by his very presence. His kind, businessmen, didn’t belong here. Standing in this club, he reminded her of Daddy, and of how she really didn’t belong either. The fact that he had merely clapped calmly at the end of her set made her even madder.
She didn’t know that by coming over to scream at him, she was doing just what he wanted.
Okay, drabbles are now complete! Here are the other three that I got. Sorry it took so long. And if you guys have got any more requests, I've got the time to write now!
"Foreman's dark secret" for
kmanderson (House, M.D.)Foreman's Dark Secret
It was the end of a long day, and Foreman was tired as hell. Of course, being tired as hell was preferable to dying from a mysterious disease…and that was a comparison he had the unfortunate experience to make.
When he stepped into the elevator, he smiled, since “Rock With You” was playing. Nobody knew, but...as a kid, he’d wanted to be Michael Jackson.
The doors opened, revealing him in the middle of singing and dancing along. Cuddy stared. Foreman blushed, feeling silly.
“It was the end of a long day,” was all Foreman would ever say to explain it.
****
Aja & Craig for
stormer1_1 (Jem)Believe
Usually, when guys hit on her, Aja would feel awkward. Other musicians asking for a date made her especially uncomfortable. Aja didn’t date. She didn’t have crushes. She left that to Kimber.
She hadn’t been an attractive teenager. Lots of boys teased her then. The worst of it was when they pretended to like her...flirted and acted so nice, then mocked her for believing them. For a long time, she stopped believing anyone who called her beautiful, even her family.
When Craig had looked at her with those sexy blue eyes, though, and murmured her name, she wanted to believe.
****
Pizzazz/Eric, their first meeting for
sweetvirago (Jem)Insult
It was his drabness that caught her eye in the first place. The only colorful thing about him was his tie, red as a bloodstain, peeking out from his suit jacket.
Pizzazz stalked toward him, feeling insulted by his very presence. His kind, businessmen, didn’t belong here. Standing in this club, he reminded her of Daddy, and of how she really didn’t belong either. The fact that he had merely clapped calmly at the end of her set made her even madder.
She didn’t know that by coming over to scream at him, she was doing just what he wanted.
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on 2007-03-23 02:33 (UTC)