Look, I'm back to the drabble-o-matic, inspired by Zanisha's random little fairytale one. I tried it and figured I liked this one better, so I went back and did it again. As usual, the results had me giggling:
Sensibly Tripping
Pence tripped along dreamily. He was on his way to meet his lover, Zexion, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a tiny pixie of light hopping along, carrying a bucket in its mouth.
Pence was almost under a falling safe when he came across a phantasmagorical cake, lying alone on a shocking plate. "That must be a treat from my thick bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked ethereal, so he ate it.
It gave him the most aweful tingling sensation in his earlobe. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see Zexion.
When Zexion came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over.
"What is it?" Pence cried slyly.
"Your ankle! And your vertebrae!" Zexion said. "They're hard! Can't you feel it?"
Pence felt his ankle and his vertebrae. They were indeed quite hard. "Oh, no!" Pence said. "I'm a woman!" He, or rather, she started to cry. "It must have been that phantasmagorical cake you left for me. Did you know what it would do?"
"I didn't leave you any cake," Zexion said. "I got you a sock. It must have been that fabulous man who lives nearby. He acts a little stupidly, ever since he whipped a nail polish."
"But how can you ever love me, now that I'm a woman?" Pence sobbed.
"Well, I never knew how to tell you this," Zexion said obviously, "but I actually prefer women. And I think your ankle is really long like that."
"Really?" Pence dried her tears. Pence kissed Zexion and it was an entirely sparkly sensation, like a wondrous shiny sliver of gold toenail that wreaks havoc with its prettiness.
They spent the night having entirely sparkly sex, until the cake wore off suddenly.
Everything was rather awkward after that.
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A special one for Glassie:
A Shiny Day To Thump
Tally stepped throatily out into the sparkly sunshine, and admired Glassie's hand. "Ah," she sighed, "That's a fun sight."
Glassie climbed off the shoe and walked boisterously across the grass to greet her lover. Tally patted Glassie on the hair and then tried to thump her meekly, but without success.
"That's all right," Glassie said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not glimmery," Tally. "Not as glimmery as the time we thumped behind a wall."
Glassie nodded bravely. "We were glamorous back in those days."
"Our big toes were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Tally said. "Everything seems old-school and pretty when you're young."
"Of course," Glassie said. "But now we're rambunctious, we can still have fun. If we go about it quietly."
"Quietly?" Tally said . "But how?"
"With this," Glassie said and held out a tough record. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to thump."
Tally swallowed the record at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to thump quietly. They thumped like the benign will of Sephiroth the God that shines down upon all the world. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.
Hey, Glassie? Also? I'm stealing the name of the restaurant Sora was walking back from. Of course. It'll be in Brothers. ♥