Prompt Fills Galore
Kind of went overboard here, but writing drabbles is apparently the literary equivalent of eating chips - you can't write/eat just one. So here are my fills for Watch, Misunderstanding, Weapon, Organs, Child, Candy, Magic, and Greed.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG
Prompt: Watch
Word Count: 100
Summary: Smithers looks after his agents.
Characters/Pairings: Smithers, Alex, Cameo by Fox
The watch is a work of art. It’s the culmination of years of learning. It has been packed with so many gadgets, devices, and add-ons that Smithers is a little surprised that it isn’t bursting at the seams. But of course it isn’t- he is the best after all. He builds things. There’s Jane, who he just sent off with a new hair tie (diamond core), Ben who received a jacket (bullet-knife-fire-water proof) and countless others. His favorite is Alex, who gives him the challenge of being a teen. But all of them are his. And, therefore, he protects them.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG
Prompt: Misunderstanding
Word Count: 107
Summary: Nothing good ever comes of the cops showing up at 3am.
Characters/Pairings: Jack, Alex
The doorbell rings. Jack freezes. Alex. He was supposed to be back last week. Not Alex. He would have let himself in. She moves to the window. The police car is parked like it has all the right in the world to be there. Alex is dead. The doorbell rings again, and this time, Jack gathers her courage and moves to the door, already fighting back tears.
“Ma’am? There was a burglary last night at your neighbor’s house. We were wondering if you saw anything suspicious.”
Jack almost laughs, only barely managing to keep it in. She does sag a little against the doorframe. Just a misunderstanding.
Author: gear42
Rating: G
Prompt: Weapon
Word Count: 100
Summary: Anything can be used as a weapon. Including pillows wielded by desperate SAS soldiers and MI6 spies.
Characters/Pairings: Ben Daniels/Fox, Wolf, Alex Rider
Anything can be a weapon. Alex knows this well: jellyfish, tea cups, and teenage boys, can serve just as well as sniper guns, knives, and poison depending on the circumstances. This, however, might just take the cake. Coming down on a Sunday morning to see Wolf and Ben dueling (possibly to the death, Alex hasn’t had enough time to judge) over the last cup of coffee, Wolf armed with a sofa cushion, Fox holding a pillow in front of him like a shield. Alex observes the rest of the fight, torn between amusement and disdain, sipping his newly acquired coffee.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Organs
Word Count: 104
Summary: Alex is pretty sure that it's a bad thing that being asked to hand over internal organs isn't even on his top ten list of weird experiences.
Characters/Pairings: Wolf/Wolverine, Snake, Alex
Author's Note: This is a cross-over with X-Men, with Wolf being Wolverine. Because he totally is.
“Damn it! Pass me his liver will you Cub?” Said Snake.
Alex was fully willing to admit that, while he knew about mutants, there was a huge difference between knowing, in the hypothetical, that some people had the healing factor, and the entirely surreal experience of being asked to hand over an internal organ. Still, he did as he was asked, and Snake, after a brief thanks, shoved it into Wolf’s (Wolverine’s? Logan’s? James’? Alex had no idea what to call his former teammate) abdomen.
What, Alex thought, does it say about me that this isn’t even one of my top ten weirdest days?
Author: gear42
Rating: PG
Prompt: Child
Word Count: 100
Summary: Wolf can deal with people shooting at him just fine, but Alex ... Alex scares him.
Characters/Pairings: Wolf, Alex
Terrorists, psychopaths, and landmines, Wolf could take; this kid however, might just break him. It wasn’t even that he was a bad kid. Entirely the opposite, he was what you might think of as the model child: quiet, reserved, and entirely self-sufficient. He fed himself, came with clothes, he even cleaned for god’s sake. But he wasn’t … normal. He wasn’t just quiet; he was silent. He wasn’t just reserved; he lived in self-made isolation. He was self-sufficient - in that he was used to only being able to rely on himself. He was … off. And it scared Wolf.
Author: gear42
Rating: G
Prompt: Candy
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Alex
Alex’s first instinct when he sees the heart-shaped box is to throw it away. He immediately rebels against it; he hadn’t been involved with MI6 or the CIA or anything for decades, and if someone still wanted to kill him, it would more likely be by sniper than chocolate. Still, the intuition that kept him alive for half a dozen years is hard to suppress, and he wavered back and forth for several moments before finally deciding that he could risk it. He savored the candies the rich dark chocolate as it melted on his tongue. They taste like freedom.
Author: gear42
Rating: G
Prompt: Magic
Word Count: 100
Summary: Smithers gives him magic to protect him, but only if he's smart enough to use it.
Characters/Pairings: Smithers, Alex
Clarke’s Third Law: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
When Alex thinks of magic, he thinks not of Harry Potter like his peers. Instead, his mind is drawn to the jovial, genius of a man who has saved his life too many times to count. And he manages to do so without ever once being on the scene. He casts an understated, unobtrusive, sneaky kind of spell, a safety net around Alex, but only if he’s smart enough to find the key. Smithers makes his gadgets, enough to keep him alive, but only if he uses his brain.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG-13
Prompt:
Word Count:
Characters/Pairings: Yassen Gregorovich
Warning/Spoilers: description of starvation
Disclaimer: (optional)
Author's Note: Possibly AU because I have no idea if there is a cannon background for Yassen.
I grew up in Moscow, and was orphaned very early on. I grew up with starvation as my constant companion. Have you ever been so hungry that your stomach begins to shrivel up, your belly becomes bloated, and you feel like you’re digesting yourself from the inside out? I have. Scorpia was the first time I had a steady supply of food. I have no illusions about what I do. I kill for money; I kill so I’ll never be hungry again. And if that makes me greedy, so be it. There are worse things. I could be killing for fun.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG
Prompt: Watch
Word Count: 100
Summary: Smithers looks after his agents.
Characters/Pairings: Smithers, Alex, Cameo by Fox
The watch is a work of art. It’s the culmination of years of learning. It has been packed with so many gadgets, devices, and add-ons that Smithers is a little surprised that it isn’t bursting at the seams. But of course it isn’t- he is the best after all. He builds things. There’s Jane, who he just sent off with a new hair tie (diamond core), Ben who received a jacket (bullet-knife-fire-water proof) and countless others. His favorite is Alex, who gives him the challenge of being a teen. But all of them are his. And, therefore, he protects them.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG
Prompt: Misunderstanding
Word Count: 107
Summary: Nothing good ever comes of the cops showing up at 3am.
Characters/Pairings: Jack, Alex
The doorbell rings. Jack freezes. Alex. He was supposed to be back last week. Not Alex. He would have let himself in. She moves to the window. The police car is parked like it has all the right in the world to be there. Alex is dead. The doorbell rings again, and this time, Jack gathers her courage and moves to the door, already fighting back tears.
“Ma’am? There was a burglary last night at your neighbor’s house. We were wondering if you saw anything suspicious.”
Jack almost laughs, only barely managing to keep it in. She does sag a little against the doorframe. Just a misunderstanding.
Author: gear42
Rating: G
Prompt: Weapon
Word Count: 100
Summary: Anything can be used as a weapon. Including pillows wielded by desperate SAS soldiers and MI6 spies.
Characters/Pairings: Ben Daniels/Fox, Wolf, Alex Rider
Anything can be a weapon. Alex knows this well: jellyfish, tea cups, and teenage boys, can serve just as well as sniper guns, knives, and poison depending on the circumstances. This, however, might just take the cake. Coming down on a Sunday morning to see Wolf and Ben dueling (possibly to the death, Alex hasn’t had enough time to judge) over the last cup of coffee, Wolf armed with a sofa cushion, Fox holding a pillow in front of him like a shield. Alex observes the rest of the fight, torn between amusement and disdain, sipping his newly acquired coffee.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG-13
Prompt: Organs
Word Count: 104
Summary: Alex is pretty sure that it's a bad thing that being asked to hand over internal organs isn't even on his top ten list of weird experiences.
Characters/Pairings: Wolf/Wolverine, Snake, Alex
Author's Note: This is a cross-over with X-Men, with Wolf being Wolverine. Because he totally is.
“Damn it! Pass me his liver will you Cub?” Said Snake.
Alex was fully willing to admit that, while he knew about mutants, there was a huge difference between knowing, in the hypothetical, that some people had the healing factor, and the entirely surreal experience of being asked to hand over an internal organ. Still, he did as he was asked, and Snake, after a brief thanks, shoved it into Wolf’s (Wolverine’s? Logan’s? James’? Alex had no idea what to call his former teammate) abdomen.
What, Alex thought, does it say about me that this isn’t even one of my top ten weirdest days?
Author: gear42
Rating: PG
Prompt: Child
Word Count: 100
Summary: Wolf can deal with people shooting at him just fine, but Alex ... Alex scares him.
Characters/Pairings: Wolf, Alex
Terrorists, psychopaths, and landmines, Wolf could take; this kid however, might just break him. It wasn’t even that he was a bad kid. Entirely the opposite, he was what you might think of as the model child: quiet, reserved, and entirely self-sufficient. He fed himself, came with clothes, he even cleaned for god’s sake. But he wasn’t … normal. He wasn’t just quiet; he was silent. He wasn’t just reserved; he lived in self-made isolation. He was self-sufficient - in that he was used to only being able to rely on himself. He was … off. And it scared Wolf.
Author: gear42
Rating: G
Prompt: Candy
Word Count: 100
Characters/Pairings: Alex
Alex’s first instinct when he sees the heart-shaped box is to throw it away. He immediately rebels against it; he hadn’t been involved with MI6 or the CIA or anything for decades, and if someone still wanted to kill him, it would more likely be by sniper than chocolate. Still, the intuition that kept him alive for half a dozen years is hard to suppress, and he wavered back and forth for several moments before finally deciding that he could risk it. He savored the candies the rich dark chocolate as it melted on his tongue. They taste like freedom.
Author: gear42
Rating: G
Prompt: Magic
Word Count: 100
Summary: Smithers gives him magic to protect him, but only if he's smart enough to use it.
Characters/Pairings: Smithers, Alex
Clarke’s Third Law: Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic.
When Alex thinks of magic, he thinks not of Harry Potter like his peers. Instead, his mind is drawn to the jovial, genius of a man who has saved his life too many times to count. And he manages to do so without ever once being on the scene. He casts an understated, unobtrusive, sneaky kind of spell, a safety net around Alex, but only if he’s smart enough to find the key. Smithers makes his gadgets, enough to keep him alive, but only if he uses his brain.
Author: gear42
Rating: PG-13
Prompt:
Word Count:
Characters/Pairings: Yassen Gregorovich
Warning/Spoilers: description of starvation
Disclaimer: (optional)
Author's Note: Possibly AU because I have no idea if there is a cannon background for Yassen.
I grew up in Moscow, and was orphaned very early on. I grew up with starvation as my constant companion. Have you ever been so hungry that your stomach begins to shrivel up, your belly becomes bloated, and you feel like you’re digesting yourself from the inside out? I have. Scorpia was the first time I had a steady supply of food. I have no illusions about what I do. I kill for money; I kill so I’ll never be hungry again. And if that makes me greedy, so be it. There are worse things. I could be killing for fun.