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DoreyG, and this is my last day hosting this week! It's honestly been a great amount of fun, and a real bright spot in an otherwise kind of awful few days. So thank you for that!
Today I thought that I'd end with another nice-ish one, and so the theme is Three Sentence Stories. Prompts can be anything you like, but fills must be exactly
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"But that's so rude!" Harley protests.
"Don't worry, darling," the Joker says, sniggering, "the scowl will keep them busy instead."
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He's not really sure how it happens - the kid's a menace, a thorn in Cold's side, a stumbling block, and he's got only one way of handling obstacles in his way - but he tries that, he actually tries, and he fails; Cold can't remember the last time something as simple as just killing someone has given him such a challenge.
More than that, the kid is clearly afraid of him, and yet, everywhere he goes, the Flash is there - smirking or shouting or even trying to reason with him (which is fucking adorable) - retreat doesn't seem to occur to this guy, no matter how bad the cold hurts him.
If he didn't know better... Cold would think that the kid was having fun, chasing him out of his city, time and time again; "I think I'm in love," he drawls in the kid's ear, as they wrestle for his gun, and when he sees what's visible of Flash's face beneath the mask turn pink he laughs out loud.
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"Mmmhm." From the ground, Lex looks at the position of his new worth-half-a-million picture - not stolen, he'd reassured his lover; who needs to steal art when museums give them for free, or, well, in exchange for a hefty donation - and taps a finger against his chin as he says, "Hm, still looks a little askew to me... maybe pull the right side down?"
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“Sorry I didn't have time to get a better souvenir-I was in a hurry, and this was the only thing I could find and I know it's kind of corny and cheesy but I thought maybe you might like it.”
She held up the snowglobe, ready to tell him that it wasn't corny or cheesy at all-the scene was beautiful and she always liked the way the snowflakes fell-but Cisco spoke first, asking if Barry had gotten him anything.
Barry's red-faced stuttering was a better souvenir than any snowglobe, she thought, watching him try and explain why she was the only one who'd gotten a present from him.
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I just loved the idea of him giving her a snow globe and not realizing the favoritism (and possible other feelings) when he did.
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