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I am a very busy girl.
All this week from 9-12 I will be job hunting. From 4pm-? I will be volunteering at VBS. On SAtaurday I have the ACTs which I haven't yet hardcore studied for. And on the following Tuesday I have my Driver's Test. Have mentioned that in the last six months I've driven a total of less then hour? Well, yeah. I'm screwed.
Also, ficlets. Because I happen to fail a lot. These are straight from the paper. Thus, the fail.
Title: locket
Fandom: Doctor Who
Summary: Martha-centric.
When the Doctor gave her the locket Martha smiled and promised to keep it safe. Yes, it was a very nice locket, a very pretty bauble, if you must. Yes, there was a tiny picture of the Doctor, Jack and herself, and yes, it was nice to have a piece of him to keep even when he was in the middle of some dark star battling some lizard thing. But for that, she still never wore it and only put it in her jewelry case for safe keeping. Because for all that it was pretty and sentimental there was one flaw. One flaw that made it impossible for her to keep it as her own. That flaw just so happened to be on the back, written in gothic letters. That flaw's name was 'Rose'.
Title: drums
Fandom: Doctor Who
Summary: Saxon-centric. When Harold Saxon has a probelm he uses every option available to get rid of it.
Harold Saxon like his coffee black and his bath filled with bubbles, strawberry preferably. He liked his socks to match and his books to be in alphabetical order by author's last name. He liked to read the paper with breakfast, which he liked promptly at 8:30. He did not like his next door nieghbour's teenage son. He did not like the drums that brat insisted on playing even after it became obvious that he was not any good. Saxon especially did not like that the staccato beat that interfered with the drums in his own mind. He, however, didn't mind when the kid was found by his mother with a machete buried six-inches in his forehead. In fact, when she screamed and woke him from a particularaly good nights sleep , he only smiled and rolled back over.
All this week from 9-12 I will be job hunting. From 4pm-? I will be volunteering at VBS. On SAtaurday I have the ACTs which I haven't yet hardcore studied for. And on the following Tuesday I have my Driver's Test. Have mentioned that in the last six months I've driven a total of less then hour? Well, yeah. I'm screwed.
Also, ficlets. Because I happen to fail a lot. These are straight from the paper. Thus, the fail.
Title: locket
Fandom: Doctor Who
Summary: Martha-centric.
When the Doctor gave her the locket Martha smiled and promised to keep it safe. Yes, it was a very nice locket, a very pretty bauble, if you must. Yes, there was a tiny picture of the Doctor, Jack and herself, and yes, it was nice to have a piece of him to keep even when he was in the middle of some dark star battling some lizard thing. But for that, she still never wore it and only put it in her jewelry case for safe keeping. Because for all that it was pretty and sentimental there was one flaw. One flaw that made it impossible for her to keep it as her own. That flaw just so happened to be on the back, written in gothic letters. That flaw's name was 'Rose'.
Title: drums
Fandom: Doctor Who
Summary: Saxon-centric. When Harold Saxon has a probelm he uses every option available to get rid of it.
Harold Saxon like his coffee black and his bath filled with bubbles, strawberry preferably. He liked his socks to match and his books to be in alphabetical order by author's last name. He liked to read the paper with breakfast, which he liked promptly at 8:30. He did not like his next door nieghbour's teenage son. He did not like the drums that brat insisted on playing even after it became obvious that he was not any good. Saxon especially did not like that the staccato beat that interfered with the drums in his own mind. He, however, didn't mind when the kid was found by his mother with a machete buried six-inches in his forehead. In fact, when she screamed and woke him from a particularaly good nights sleep , he only smiled and rolled back over.