WK drabbles: Help Me, Mastermind! 2, Dear Soccer Fan, The Next Morning 2
Continues from my last set of drabbles, but doesn't really fall under the wk_100 embarrassing ailments challenge:
Title: Help Me, Mastermind! 2
Character: Surprise
Rating: G
Word Count: 100 - 3 drabbles in total
Series: Set after Kapitel, disregards Gluhen
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Help Me, Mastermind!
Everyone tells me that I’m a great guy: good looking, hot body, kind to everyone and a good friend. I work hard at my two jobs, and in my spare time I teach soccer to children. So, why can’t I get a date, and why do my friends ignore me?
I always try to be a good buddy when my co-workers have problems. However, no-one seems to pay attention to me when I’m feeling down. I find myself becoming enraged at the slightest provocation, and it’s starting to affect my work.
Please help me!
Sincerely,
Soccer Fan
Title: Dear Soccer Fan
Character: Schuldig
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100 - 3 drabbles in total
Series: Set after Kapitel, disregards Gluhen
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Dear Soccer Fan,
You have excellent taste in sports. Germany will win the next World Cup!
Nice guys are overlooked or taken advantage of. Have you ever tried to give someone advice, then they attempt to disembowel you with a katana? I have, and it’s not nice!
Don’t be a doormat. Stand up for yourself, even if it results in a split lip or a gaping chest wound. Make sure you give as good as you get, especially to the gloomy, disagreeable types.
Or, invite your worst enemy to a good, old-fashioned brawl. You’ll feel much better!
Kisses!
Mastermind
Title: The Next Morning 2
Characters: Schwarz
Rating: G
Word Count: 100 - 3 drabbles in total
Series: Set after Kapitel, disregards Gluhen
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Crawford misses the days when he was the only one awake by dawn. He could relax with a nice cup of coffee and leisurely peruse the newspaper. Now everyone crowds into the kitchen, and Nagi and Farfarello fight over the Leisure section.
Just purchase another subscription: we can afford it, slithers into his mind.
You buy one: it’s all your fault, Crawford returned.
Fine. Did you know the paper’s circulation rate has gone up seventeen percent since my column started? Schuldig replied.
“Schuldig, you’ve outdone yourself,” Farfarello cheered. “I have a date with Siberian Friday night.”
I hate you, Crawford sent.
Title: Help Me, Mastermind! 2
Character: Surprise
Rating: G
Word Count: 100 - 3 drabbles in total
Series: Set after Kapitel, disregards Gluhen
***
Help Me, Mastermind!
Everyone tells me that I’m a great guy: good looking, hot body, kind to everyone and a good friend. I work hard at my two jobs, and in my spare time I teach soccer to children. So, why can’t I get a date, and why do my friends ignore me?
I always try to be a good buddy when my co-workers have problems. However, no-one seems to pay attention to me when I’m feeling down. I find myself becoming enraged at the slightest provocation, and it’s starting to affect my work.
Please help me!
Sincerely,
Soccer Fan
Title: Dear Soccer Fan
Character: Schuldig
Rating: PG
Word Count: 100 - 3 drabbles in total
Series: Set after Kapitel, disregards Gluhen
***
Dear Soccer Fan,
You have excellent taste in sports. Germany will win the next World Cup!
Nice guys are overlooked or taken advantage of. Have you ever tried to give someone advice, then they attempt to disembowel you with a katana? I have, and it’s not nice!
Don’t be a doormat. Stand up for yourself, even if it results in a split lip or a gaping chest wound. Make sure you give as good as you get, especially to the gloomy, disagreeable types.
Or, invite your worst enemy to a good, old-fashioned brawl. You’ll feel much better!
Kisses!
Mastermind
Title: The Next Morning 2
Characters: Schwarz
Rating: G
Word Count: 100 - 3 drabbles in total
Series: Set after Kapitel, disregards Gluhen
***
Crawford misses the days when he was the only one awake by dawn. He could relax with a nice cup of coffee and leisurely peruse the newspaper. Now everyone crowds into the kitchen, and Nagi and Farfarello fight over the Leisure section.
Just purchase another subscription: we can afford it, slithers into his mind.
You buy one: it’s all your fault, Crawford returned.
Fine. Did you know the paper’s circulation rate has gone up seventeen percent since my column started? Schuldig replied.
“Schuldig, you’ve outdone yourself,” Farfarello cheered. “I have a date with Siberian Friday night.”
I hate you, Crawford sent.