Feb 10, 2008 17:11
For I am the Queen of the Drabbles.
Well. Drabbles-and-a-half, anyway. Try this on for size:
My company sends me all over, hunting things that go bump in the night. This job at Lake Tele in the Congo had been simple, for once. I knelt by the lakeshore, washing purple goo off before it stained, when a gigantic ripple surged over my forearms.
I jerked my head up...and up. And up. Holy--
That...was a dinosaur. An Apatosaurus, to be exact. The snakelike head dipped, and it sniffed me. Once. Twice. I'd stupidly left my weapons in the tent; if it decided I was food, I couldn't do a blessed thing. But I swear it winked, and it seemed amused as it backed away and sank.
In our business, we believe in twelve impossible things before breakfast. Vampires, alternate dimensions, and ghosts are part of our routine. However, as the Apatosaurus disappeared beneath the water, I knew that none of my coworkers would ever believe this.
Because, really. The Xander-meets-a-dinosaur story was way too good to leave languishing as fanfic.
drabbles,
business cards