Challenge 02: Drabble Tree
Challenge #02
For this challenge, we will be doing a drabble tree! Some of you may remember doing this a few phases back and the original idea for this came from skieswideopen. To create a drabble tree, you will be responding to other people's drabbles with your own using a single line from that drabble. More than one person can respond to any given drabble ( Read more... )
For this challenge, we will be doing a drabble tree! Some of you may remember doing this a few phases back and the original idea for this came from skieswideopen. To create a drabble tree, you will be responding to other people's drabbles with your own using a single line from that drabble. More than one person can respond to any given drabble ( Read more... )
It didn't.
Stiles grabbed a straw and started to tear apart the little wrapper, making a neat pile of confetti on the counter. He was just about to start stockpiling his pockets with little packets of sugar when he heard his dad's voice.
"Thanks, that looks delicious."
Stiles frowned. Delicious? He had personally packed his dad's lunch for the day: kale and chickpea salad with turkey breast and a whole wheat roll.
He moved to the end of the counter and peered around into the near private booth tucked into the corner of the diner. His dad held a burger the size of his head in his hands.
"Don't you dare!"
Starteled, his dad dropped his burger onto his plate and looked up. "Shouldn't you be at school?"
"Shouldn't you be eating your non-heart-attack-causing lunch?"
Their silent staring match was interrupted by Gina, the diner's owner, who plopped a large cup of coffee down next to Stiles.
"I thought we talked about this, Gina. My dad isn't allowed grease and fat for lunch."
"Stiles, honey, I run a business, and you dad pays me cash for his food. So until you can outpay him, he gets his burger like any paying customer."
Stiles glared at her for a moment, then grabbed his coffee. "Enjoy your heart attack on a plate, Dad. Just know this means you're getting nothing but vegetables for dinner."
sera / #3
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Emma raised the sword in her hand. "Don't you dare!"
"What?" The Evil Queen smirked. "I can dare all manner of things. You cant do a thing to stop me. Your father tried to kill me with a sword and here I stand."
Emma glanced over at Snow. "Mom come stand behind me. We are getting out of here."
Snow got up and moved behind Emma. "Please be careful."
Emma squared her shoulders. "I will."
The Evil Queen raised her hand tio send a bolt of magick towards Emma. "Oh, I wont."
Emma grabbed the sword with both hands and sent a bolt of magick through the blade at the Evil Queen.
"How did you do that!?" The Evil Queen screamed in shock and pain.
"True love is the strongest magick of all." Snow smiled. "Emma was made with it."
Emma grabbed Snow's hand and they ran out the door. They didnt stop running until they were deep in the woods.
Emma smiled. "I think we gave her the slip."
"For now." Snow sighed. "She'll be back and even angrier than before. I'm proud of you. "
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