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Three drabbles for the drabble meme
I offered to write drabbles, and got three takers, so clearly the rest of you are determined to make my life easy. Heee.
Thanks to the versatile
aka_arduinna for beta on all three!
ltlj asked for a Hercules: the Legendary Journeys drabble, with a missing scene for one of her stories. I chose Home Is Where The Heart Is, because I love it so.
Nesmut sidled into the bedchamber, her boots silent on the marble floor.
The Greeks were fast asleep, and returning the dagger to Hercules' pack was child's play.
Iolaus looked smaller, curled up next to Hercules, and not nearly dangerous enough. But then, the demigod who had treated an unresponsive Iolaus with such desperate, tender patience looked like a camel-stealing barbarian. In all her times with Kheper, she had never met anyone more surprising.
She wondered who would wake first, and what they would say to each other. Hmm. There was that narrow ledge outside, below the shutters...Nesmut smiled.
***
elynross asked for Labyrinth, with grown-up Sarah meeting Jareth.
The second time, Jareth came as a man, not an owl.
The second time, she did not call him.
"Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered," he quoted softly, with the dangerous, mocking smile she remembered. He was dressed in dove-grey silk and feathers, and on anyone else it would have looked absurd.
"You've fought your way here to the suburbs, beyond New York City?" Sarah said, looking him in the eye. She could, now.
"To take back what you have stolen."
"Your heart?"
Jareth's mouth twisted. "My peace of mind."
"Say your right words, then," Sarah said, and smiled.
***
halimede asked for Labyrinth too.
"The Labyrinth is growing wild, my lady," Sir Didymus said, carefully placing a Scrabble tile. "Fairies breed everywhere. Hoggle can barely keep them in check."
"Hoggle likes to complain," Sarah said, and took a new letter.
Sir Didymus cocked his head. "No one's seen Jareth for months, now."
"No?"
His ears flattened. "My lady, you do not deal fairly with me."
Sarah smiled to herself. "Sometimes, that's just the way it is."
Sir Didymus looked at her unhappily. She added, "Jareth is on furlough, sir knight. But he will return."
She laid down her tiles. They spelled "IF I WISH."
***
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Nesmut sidled into the bedchamber, her boots silent on the marble floor.
The Greeks were fast asleep, and returning the dagger to Hercules' pack was child's play.
Iolaus looked smaller, curled up next to Hercules, and not nearly dangerous enough. But then, the demigod who had treated an unresponsive Iolaus with such desperate, tender patience looked like a camel-stealing barbarian. In all her times with Kheper, she had never met anyone more surprising.
She wondered who would wake first, and what they would say to each other. Hmm. There was that narrow ledge outside, below the shutters...Nesmut smiled.
***
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The second time, Jareth came as a man, not an owl.
The second time, she did not call him.
"Through dangers untold, and hardships unnumbered," he quoted softly, with the dangerous, mocking smile she remembered. He was dressed in dove-grey silk and feathers, and on anyone else it would have looked absurd.
"You've fought your way here to the suburbs, beyond New York City?" Sarah said, looking him in the eye. She could, now.
"To take back what you have stolen."
"Your heart?"
Jareth's mouth twisted. "My peace of mind."
"Say your right words, then," Sarah said, and smiled.
***
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"The Labyrinth is growing wild, my lady," Sir Didymus said, carefully placing a Scrabble tile. "Fairies breed everywhere. Hoggle can barely keep them in check."
"Hoggle likes to complain," Sarah said, and took a new letter.
Sir Didymus cocked his head. "No one's seen Jareth for months, now."
"No?"
His ears flattened. "My lady, you do not deal fairly with me."
Sarah smiled to herself. "Sometimes, that's just the way it is."
Sir Didymus looked at her unhappily. She added, "Jareth is on furlough, sir knight. But he will return."
She laid down her tiles. They spelled "IF I WISH."
***