Drabble-Matic fun
So, I was searching for drabble generators for some inspiration for the Zutara Perfect Summer Challenge and I found this little gem.
"The Adventure Of The Bird"
Katara and Zuko were out for an enrapturing Valentine's walk in the sky. As they went, Zuko rested his hand on Katara's patella. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so simple, Katara was filled with throbbing dread.
"Do you suppose it's iridescent here?" she asked stormily.
"You sweet silly," Zuko said, tickling Katara with his fire. "It's completely screeching."
Just then, an enfuriating bird leapt out from behind a tree and tripped Zuko in the head. "Aaargh!" Zuko screamed.
Things looked blue. But Katara, although she was lovely, knew she had to save her love. She grabbed an ice and, like the glow of a thousand suns upon the shores of his homeland, beat the bird superbly until it ran off. "That will teach you to trip innocent people."
Then she clasped Zuko close. Zuko was bleeding very. "My darling," Katara said, and pressed her lips to Zuko's wrist.
"I love you," Zuko said amazingly, and expired in Katara's arms.
Katara never loved again.
"1000 Sword Snakes"
Ichigo paced smashingly back and forth. Enraptured dread filled his heart. Rukia should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like her to be late. Oh, my exuberant love, Ichigo thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Rukia had been taken hostage by Short Ankle, a supervillain who had the city in a state of shocked terror. Ichigo fainted dead away, like the thousand stars that hung in the endless velvety heavens above.
When he came to, there was a bump on his elbow and the enraptured dread had returned. "Rukia, my agonizing honey bunny," he cried out angrily. "What is Short Ankle doing to you?" Probably torturing her, laughing terribly as he slapped her in the neck.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Ichigo remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 sword snakes, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Ichigo ordered in a supply of sword and set to work, folding snakes until his elbow was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last snake when Rukia walked in the front door.
"Rukia!" Ichigo screamed and threw himself into Rukia's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 sword snakes and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing over the rainbow. He kissed Rukia unfortunately on the neck.
"Actually," Rukia said, pulling away surprisingly, "I was rescued by the Annoyed Kon. He's a new superhero in town." Rukia sighed. "And he's really overjoyed."
The enraptured dread came back. "But you're queasy to be back here with me, right?"
Rukia checked her watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Annoyed Kon for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay orange, baby." She left and the door banged behind her.
Ichigo choked back a sob and started folding another snake. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
"I'm Dreaming Of An Agonizing Christmas"
It was Christmas Eve. Ichigo sat smashingly over the rainbow, sipping orange eggnog.
He looked at the queasy sword hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Rukia had hung it there, just before they looked at each other unfortunately and then fell into each other's arms and slapped each other's elbow.
If only I hadn't been so exuberant, Ichigo thought, pouring a shocked amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Rukia might not have got so annoyed and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a short tear and held his ankle in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then an enraptured voice lifted angrily up in song.
I'm dreaming of an agonizing Christmas
Just like the thousand stars that hung in the endless velvety heavens above
Ichigo ran to the door. It was Rukia, looking overjoyed all over with snow.
"I missed you terribly," Rukia said. "And I wanted to slap your elbow again."
Ichigo hugged Rukia and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Rukia said.
"I think so too," Ichigo said and they slapped each other's elbow until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted snake neck and lived surprisingly until Ichigo got drunk again.
"The Slippery Stranger"
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Sakura strode along the path, making for Funny Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Fluffy Tree, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Face.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her shiny fan just in time to face the glowing man who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The man struck truly, and Sakura barely raised her fan to meet the attack. They fought long and ardently until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Sakura found herself forced to one knee, the man's fan pressed to her gross finger. "I am Sasuke of Funny Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Fluffy Tree. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you around a may-pole."
But Sakura had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her fan with a twist, overpowered Sasuke and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Sakura said, looking down upon him.
Sasuke's stomach shimmered like the colors of a thousand butterflies and flowers. "I have underestimated you, Sakura. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Sakura's desire was enflamed. Her finger throbbed and all her thoughts were to fly Sasuke like a bunny. Sakura caressed Sasuke's agonizing stomach and he responded. They came together amazingly, and their joining was as pink as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet dress!" Sakura groaned and flew Sasuke as hotly as she could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Sakura said. "That's where I put the Fluffy Tree for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed angrily on the grass, forgetful of all but their queer love. "We will stay together forever," Sasuke said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Face never got the Fluffy Tree and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
Now let's see what YOU GUYS can come up with. =) ♥
EDIT: Also
"Orihime and Ulquiorra, by William Shakespeare"
Enter Orihime
Ulquiorra appears above at a window
Orihime:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the sand, and Ulquiorra is the bunny.
Arise, white bunny, and swish the small horn.
See, how he leans his shoulder upon his eye!
O, that I were a glove upon that eye,
That I might touch that shoulder!
Ulquiorra:
O Orihime, Orihime! wherefore art thou Orihime?
What's in a name? That which we call a hand
By any other name would smell as gloomy
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like the paleness of the moon's beams on the sand around them"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove smiling.
Orihime:
Swain, by yonder small horn I swear
That tips in the sandbox the rolling wall--
Ulquiorra:
O, swear not by the horn, the long horn,
That surprisingly changes in its chipper orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise chipper.
Sweet, shiny night! A thousand times shiny night!
Parting is such odd sorrow,
That I shall say shiny night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Orihime:
Sleep dwell upon thy shoulder, peace in thine eye!
Would I were sleep and peace, so happily to rest!
amazingly will I to my white hand's cell,
Its help to swish, and my gloomy hand to tell.
"The Adventure Of The Bird"
Katara and Zuko were out for an enrapturing Valentine's walk in the sky. As they went, Zuko rested his hand on Katara's patella. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so simple, Katara was filled with throbbing dread.
"Do you suppose it's iridescent here?" she asked stormily.
"You sweet silly," Zuko said, tickling Katara with his fire. "It's completely screeching."
Just then, an enfuriating bird leapt out from behind a tree and tripped Zuko in the head. "Aaargh!" Zuko screamed.
Things looked blue. But Katara, although she was lovely, knew she had to save her love. She grabbed an ice and, like the glow of a thousand suns upon the shores of his homeland, beat the bird superbly until it ran off. "That will teach you to trip innocent people."
Then she clasped Zuko close. Zuko was bleeding very. "My darling," Katara said, and pressed her lips to Zuko's wrist.
"I love you," Zuko said amazingly, and expired in Katara's arms.
Katara never loved again.
"1000 Sword Snakes"
Ichigo paced smashingly back and forth. Enraptured dread filled his heart. Rukia should have been home at least an hour ago and it wasn't like her to be late. Oh, my exuberant love, Ichigo thought. Where could you be?
Just then, the phone rang. It was the police. Rukia had been taken hostage by Short Ankle, a supervillain who had the city in a state of shocked terror. Ichigo fainted dead away, like the thousand stars that hung in the endless velvety heavens above.
When he came to, there was a bump on his elbow and the enraptured dread had returned. "Rukia, my agonizing honey bunny," he cried out angrily. "What is Short Ankle doing to you?" Probably torturing her, laughing terribly as he slapped her in the neck.
In the midst of all the terror and tears, Ichigo remembered a story his grandmother had told him. If you fold 1000 sword snakes, then whatever you wish for will come true.
Ichigo ordered in a supply of sword and set to work, folding snakes until his elbow was sore and he could hardly see. It took a week. He was just finishing up the very last snake when Rukia walked in the front door.
"Rukia!" Ichigo screamed and threw himself into Rukia's arms. "It worked! I folded 1000 sword snakes and it brought you back to me." He was so happy, he felt like he was dancing over the rainbow. He kissed Rukia unfortunately on the neck.
"Actually," Rukia said, pulling away surprisingly, "I was rescued by the Annoyed Kon. He's a new superhero in town." Rukia sighed. "And he's really overjoyed."
The enraptured dread came back. "But you're queasy to be back here with me, right?"
Rukia checked her watch. "Sure. But I've got to go meet the Annoyed Kon for coffee now to, you know, say thanks for saving my life. Stay orange, baby." She left and the door banged behind her.
Ichigo choked back a sob and started folding another snake. Then he went out and got drunk instead.
"I'm Dreaming Of An Agonizing Christmas"
It was Christmas Eve. Ichigo sat smashingly over the rainbow, sipping orange eggnog.
He looked at the queasy sword hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Rukia had hung it there, just before they looked at each other unfortunately and then fell into each other's arms and slapped each other's elbow.
If only I hadn't been so exuberant, Ichigo thought, pouring a shocked amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Rukia might not have got so annoyed and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a short tear and held his ankle in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then an enraptured voice lifted angrily up in song.
I'm dreaming of an agonizing Christmas
Just like the thousand stars that hung in the endless velvety heavens above
Ichigo ran to the door. It was Rukia, looking overjoyed all over with snow.
"I missed you terribly," Rukia said. "And I wanted to slap your elbow again."
Ichigo hugged Rukia and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," Rukia said.
"I think so too," Ichigo said and they slapped each other's elbow until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted snake neck and lived surprisingly until Ichigo got drunk again.
"The Slippery Stranger"
The sun was high and the trees stirred lightly in the breeze. Sakura strode along the path, making for Funny Castle with all speed. Hidden from the eyes of man and beast, she carried the Fluffy Tree, which no other must touch until it could be delivered into the safekeeping of the Wizard Face.
A rustling of the dried leaves beside the path gave her warning and she drew her shiny fan just in time to face the glowing man who flew at her with such grace that she was almost dazzled.
The man struck truly, and Sakura barely raised her fan to meet the attack. They fought long and ardently until all the air rang with the sound of their conflict.
At last, Sakura found herself forced to one knee, the man's fan pressed to her gross finger. "I am Sasuke of Funny Castle," he said. "You are an unworthy guardian for the Fluffy Tree. Prepare yourself, for I am about to send you around a may-pole."
But Sakura had been waiting for such a chance and, bringing up her fan with a twist, overpowered Sasuke and pinned him to the ground. "What say you now?" Sakura said, looking down upon him.
Sasuke's stomach shimmered like the colors of a thousand butterflies and flowers. "I have underestimated you, Sakura. I was sent to test your fitness for this task. To you I pledge my loyalty...and more."
Sakura's desire was enflamed. Her finger throbbed and all her thoughts were to fly Sasuke like a bunny. Sakura caressed Sasuke's agonizing stomach and he responded. They came together amazingly, and their joining was as pink as their battle, and also much louder.
"Ah, my sweet dress!" Sakura groaned and flew Sasuke as hotly as she could.
"Ouch!" he yelled. "What the hell is that?"
"Oh," Sakura said. "That's where I put the Fluffy Tree for safekeeping. Sorry."
When they had finished their romp, they drowsed angrily on the grass, forgetful of all but their queer love. "We will stay together forever," Sasuke said, and they began all over again.
And so it was that the Wizard Face never got the Fluffy Tree and the forces of evil overwhelmed the land and nobody was happy ever again, at least until the sequel came out.
Now let's see what YOU GUYS can come up with. =) ♥
EDIT: Also
"Orihime and Ulquiorra, by William Shakespeare"
Enter Orihime
Ulquiorra appears above at a window
Orihime:
But, soft! what light through yonder window breaks?
It is the sand, and Ulquiorra is the bunny.
Arise, white bunny, and swish the small horn.
See, how he leans his shoulder upon his eye!
O, that I were a glove upon that eye,
That I might touch that shoulder!
Ulquiorra:
O Orihime, Orihime! wherefore art thou Orihime?
What's in a name? That which we call a hand
By any other name would smell as gloomy
Dost thou love me? I know thou wilt say "like the paleness of the moon's beams on the sand around them"
And I will take thy word; yet if thou swear'st,
Thou mayst prove smiling.
Orihime:
Swain, by yonder small horn I swear
That tips in the sandbox the rolling wall--
Ulquiorra:
O, swear not by the horn, the long horn,
That surprisingly changes in its chipper orb,
Lest that thy love prove likewise chipper.
Sweet, shiny night! A thousand times shiny night!
Parting is such odd sorrow,
That I shall say shiny night till it be morrow.
Exit above
Orihime:
Sleep dwell upon thy shoulder, peace in thine eye!
Would I were sleep and peace, so happily to rest!
amazingly will I to my white hand's cell,
Its help to swish, and my gloomy hand to tell.