Four Drabble All At Once
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Challenge 186 for
tww100 was "Rewind" which meant you could go back and write using any prompts. I got the idea for these drabbles when the prompts were first posted, but I just didn't have time to work on them. (Actually I still don't have the time, but oh well.)
Title: All Good Things
Author: Quaggy
Challenge # 185: Rest
Word Count: 150
Notes: Tried as I might, I just couldn't get this drabble down to 100 words. This is the first time I've ever gone over!
No one knows the outcome of the election. But he does. It’s in the bag.
He’d tell Josh that, but there’s no need. Donna’s been keeping Josh sane and it’s better that way. They have eight long years ahead of them that will put a strain on most relationships as he knows all too well. But they’ll make it look easy. He wonders what to get them as a wedding gift.
The President seems a bit disgruntled at being replaced, but he can tell that underneath it all Jed Bartlet is eager for what comes next.
Mallory called, brimming with excitement. He can’t wait to see her. Annabeth has been hovering around him like a demented pixie. Heaven help him when she and Mallory meet tomorrow.
He wishes Jordan was here. He misses her.
He suddenly feels a little tired. Might as well get some rest before all the excitement.
Title: Angels and Demons
Author: Quaggy
Challenge #176: Jail
Word Count: 100
There are consequences for your actions. You must atone for what you did and you have come to terms with that. Welcomed it, to be honest. But then comes the phone call that you were not expecting and do not deserve.
You betrayed him and he forgave you for listening to your demons, hypocrite that you are. His better angels always were stronger than you believed them to be. The irony is stunning. He saved you from incarceration, but not form this prison of your own making. You suppose you’ll have to learn to live with that.
Title: Attraction
Author: Quaggy
Challenge #178: Music
Word Count: 100
Notes: I already posted a drabble for this prompt, but I've been wanting to write more Bram/Annabeth and this seemed like the prompt to use!
You hear music when she walks by. Sometimes literally. She likes to sing and she doesn’t care who can hear her. If you had a voice like hers, you don’t think you would care either. Finally you work up the nerve to ask Josh who she is.
“Annabeth Schott. She’s going to be helping Leo during the campaign,” Josh replies indifferently as he goes over the latest numbers. Suddenly, he stops and looks directly at you, dimples forming as he smirks. “Give it up, Bram,” he laughs. “She’s way out of your league.”
Yeah, like you didn’t know that already.
Title: Musings of a White House Security Guard
Author: Quaggy
Challenge 183: New
Word Count: 100
Nothing really changes at the White House. Politics alter, but people never do. Even less so with this incoming administration. Half of the Santos staff used to work for President Bartlet. It’s the same old, same old.
As if on cue, Donna Moss and Josh Lyman walk by, bantering over God knows what, like they have for the past eight years. Finally, Josh has had enough. But instead of snarking at her as expected, he kisses her soundly and tells her to stop talking. They beam at each other and continue on their way, arm in arm.
Well… that’s new.
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Title: All Good Things
Author: Quaggy
Challenge # 185: Rest
Word Count: 150
Notes: Tried as I might, I just couldn't get this drabble down to 100 words. This is the first time I've ever gone over!
No one knows the outcome of the election. But he does. It’s in the bag.
He’d tell Josh that, but there’s no need. Donna’s been keeping Josh sane and it’s better that way. They have eight long years ahead of them that will put a strain on most relationships as he knows all too well. But they’ll make it look easy. He wonders what to get them as a wedding gift.
The President seems a bit disgruntled at being replaced, but he can tell that underneath it all Jed Bartlet is eager for what comes next.
Mallory called, brimming with excitement. He can’t wait to see her. Annabeth has been hovering around him like a demented pixie. Heaven help him when she and Mallory meet tomorrow.
He wishes Jordan was here. He misses her.
He suddenly feels a little tired. Might as well get some rest before all the excitement.
Title: Angels and Demons
Author: Quaggy
Challenge #176: Jail
Word Count: 100
There are consequences for your actions. You must atone for what you did and you have come to terms with that. Welcomed it, to be honest. But then comes the phone call that you were not expecting and do not deserve.
You betrayed him and he forgave you for listening to your demons, hypocrite that you are. His better angels always were stronger than you believed them to be. The irony is stunning. He saved you from incarceration, but not form this prison of your own making. You suppose you’ll have to learn to live with that.
Title: Attraction
Author: Quaggy
Challenge #178: Music
Word Count: 100
Notes: I already posted a drabble for this prompt, but I've been wanting to write more Bram/Annabeth and this seemed like the prompt to use!
You hear music when she walks by. Sometimes literally. She likes to sing and she doesn’t care who can hear her. If you had a voice like hers, you don’t think you would care either. Finally you work up the nerve to ask Josh who she is.
“Annabeth Schott. She’s going to be helping Leo during the campaign,” Josh replies indifferently as he goes over the latest numbers. Suddenly, he stops and looks directly at you, dimples forming as he smirks. “Give it up, Bram,” he laughs. “She’s way out of your league.”
Yeah, like you didn’t know that already.
Title: Musings of a White House Security Guard
Author: Quaggy
Challenge 183: New
Word Count: 100
Nothing really changes at the White House. Politics alter, but people never do. Even less so with this incoming administration. Half of the Santos staff used to work for President Bartlet. It’s the same old, same old.
As if on cue, Donna Moss and Josh Lyman walk by, bantering over God knows what, like they have for the past eight years. Finally, Josh has had enough. But instead of snarking at her as expected, he kisses her soundly and tells her to stop talking. They beam at each other and continue on their way, arm in arm.
Well… that’s new.