drabbling my best!
3 drabbles for 3 of many Queens I missed at the Luau... seems the muse hits out of order and way late in the game! Apologies!
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For my darling
elise_509, who wished for the women of Lost
Unaware, Juliet, Sawyer, 100 words drabble, PG
Dropping the empty bottle in the sand, Juliet chuckles and then shakes her head.
“Jack is going so pissed the boat blew up.”
He’s going to blame himself for that too, she bets, as if he could have done something to prevent it. That’s Jack for you. She waits for a snide remark from Sawyer that never comes.
Curious, she looks at him and for a second there is something like pity in Sawyer’s eyes, intensifying the prickle of dread under her skin she’s been feeling since they heard the explosion and saw the thick black smoke on the horizon.
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For the adorable
lenina20, who wished for the O6 to come back to the Island
Expectations, the O6 but Kate POV, 100 words drabble, Gen
As they near the beach, Kate is appalled to see the small number of survivors coming out of the jungle, waving and approaching the surf after hearing Jack reassurances on the loud speaker.
It can’t possibly have been as bad as Locke said when he tried to convince them to come back to the island. Certainly some moved to the barracks or the caves. Right?
Sayid, Hurley, Jack and Sun are scanning the faces too; all searching for a person they’ve missed most of all.
Kate would bet she’s not the only one looking for broad shoulders and golden hair.
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For the wonderful
elliotsmelliot, who wished for us to revisit Desmond, the missing years
Anticipation, Desmond/Penny, 100 words drabble, PG
The Elizabeth rocks back and forth gently as Desmond tries to name the constellations he can recognize in the endless sky. The stars are bright and beautiful, and they bring his thoughts back to his Penny, always to Penny.
After the race is over, he’s going to find her (maybe she’ll be waiting at the finish line?) and do whatever it takes to win her back. To make her trust him again, convince her he maybe deserves her.
Not even the clouds starting to veil the sky from that storm they are forecasting can dim his smile. Soon, he promises.
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