FAKE Quadruple Drabble: Weird Dreams
Title: Weird Dreams
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Drake, JJ, Dee, Ted, Chief Smith, Ryo.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Something really weird is going on.
Written For: Weekend Challenge Prompt: Top 200 of most watched TV Shows at 1_million_words.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Quadruple drabble.
“Oh my God!” Drake gasped, “They killed JJ!”
What had been happening before that moment, Dee couldn’t quite remember. All he knew was that as he turned around, there was JJ, lying on the ground, sort of flattened and oozing blood, part of a massive statue having fallen and crushed him.
“Huh.”
“Is that all you’ve got to say?” Drake yelled at him, eyes wide with horror.
“Hey, I’m not the one killed him. What the hell d’you expect me to do about it? He’s all… squished.”
“You could at least show some sympathy! He’s dead!”
“I can see that.” JJ’s eyes were open and staring at nothing.
“Help me get this statue off him. Maybe it’s not too late!”
“No way, dude. He’s had it.” Dee turned and walked away, not really going anywhere, not even really thinking of anything. Then he turned a corner, and…
“Oh my God! They killed JJ!”
Dee frowned. There was JJ, lying on the ground, impaled on a stray javelin while Ted stood a few feet away, wringing his hands.
“Always told him one day he’d land himself in trouble,” Dee muttered. “Should’ve been watchin’ where he was goin’.”
“Don’t you even care?”
“Not particularly.” Maybe that sounded callous, but honestly, it wasn’t like he was responsible. Dee was only surprised it hadn’t happened sooner. Or had it? Wasn’t there something about a statue?
“Oh my God! They killed JJ!”
“Chief?” Dee frowned as his captain, then looked where Chief Smith was pointing. There was JJ, burned to a crisp.
“That’s new.”
“Your colleague gets hit by lightning and that’s all you can say, Laytner?” The Chief glared at him.
“I don’t control the weather.”
Someone was shaking him, and Dee groggily opened his eyes. “Whassamatter?”
Ryo was staring down at him, concerned. “Are you okay? You were mumbling something in your sleep, looked like you were having a nightmare.”
“Was I?” Dee tried to remember. Something about JJ and the Chief, a bolt of lightning, and… “Oh my God, they killed JJ!”
“What?”
“No, you’re right. Just a nightmare. Or maybe wishful thinking.” When it came to JJ’s possible demise, it was hard to be sure. “JJ kept getting killed. It was weird.”
“Kept getting killed? More than once?”
“Yeah, he died a lot. I can only remember the last two or three times though.”
Maybe he should stop watching South Park.
The End
Fandom: FAKE
Author: badly_knitted
Characters: Drake, JJ, Dee, Ted, Chief Smith, Ryo.
Rating: PG
Setting: After the manga.
Summary: Something really weird is going on.
Written For: Weekend Challenge Prompt: Top 200 of most watched TV Shows at 1_million_words.
Disclaimer: I don’t own FAKE, or the characters. They belong to the wonderful Sanami Matoh.
A/N: Quadruple drabble.
“Oh my God!” Drake gasped, “They killed JJ!”
What had been happening before that moment, Dee couldn’t quite remember. All he knew was that as he turned around, there was JJ, lying on the ground, sort of flattened and oozing blood, part of a massive statue having fallen and crushed him.
“Huh.”
“Is that all you’ve got to say?” Drake yelled at him, eyes wide with horror.
“Hey, I’m not the one killed him. What the hell d’you expect me to do about it? He’s all… squished.”
“You could at least show some sympathy! He’s dead!”
“I can see that.” JJ’s eyes were open and staring at nothing.
“Help me get this statue off him. Maybe it’s not too late!”
“No way, dude. He’s had it.” Dee turned and walked away, not really going anywhere, not even really thinking of anything. Then he turned a corner, and…
“Oh my God! They killed JJ!”
Dee frowned. There was JJ, lying on the ground, impaled on a stray javelin while Ted stood a few feet away, wringing his hands.
“Always told him one day he’d land himself in trouble,” Dee muttered. “Should’ve been watchin’ where he was goin’.”
“Don’t you even care?”
“Not particularly.” Maybe that sounded callous, but honestly, it wasn’t like he was responsible. Dee was only surprised it hadn’t happened sooner. Or had it? Wasn’t there something about a statue?
“Oh my God! They killed JJ!”
“Chief?” Dee frowned as his captain, then looked where Chief Smith was pointing. There was JJ, burned to a crisp.
“That’s new.”
“Your colleague gets hit by lightning and that’s all you can say, Laytner?” The Chief glared at him.
“I don’t control the weather.”
Someone was shaking him, and Dee groggily opened his eyes. “Whassamatter?”
Ryo was staring down at him, concerned. “Are you okay? You were mumbling something in your sleep, looked like you were having a nightmare.”
“Was I?” Dee tried to remember. Something about JJ and the Chief, a bolt of lightning, and… “Oh my God, they killed JJ!”
“What?”
“No, you’re right. Just a nightmare. Or maybe wishful thinking.” When it came to JJ’s possible demise, it was hard to be sure. “JJ kept getting killed. It was weird.”
“Kept getting killed? More than once?”
“Yeah, he died a lot. I can only remember the last two or three times though.”
Maybe he should stop watching South Park.
The End