Drabble: without hinges, key, nor lid
No, I was not kidding about partly blaming myself for the downfall of tinman100. The last drabble I posted was for the third challenge in February. FAIL. To honor it, I am reposting for preservation purposes.
Title: Without Hinges, Key, Nor Lid
Author: kseda
Rating: G
Challenge: tinman100 challenge 3: heart
Author's Notes: Set post-unbraining, pre-series.
One, two, three, four... was that enough? Too few? Too many? Why was he doing this again?
"Is this right?" he asked the very patient hen whose nest he was pilfering. She made no sound, just peered back at him with her beady eyes glinting in the moonlight.
Wait, why was he talking to a chicken, and what was... oh! Eggs!
"Thank you!" he whispered and ducked back out of the coop, hoping the farmer would not hear the frantic pounding of his heart. Eggs meant food, and he was so hungry and...
...and he had no idea what to do with them.
THAT TOOK WAY TOO MANY EDITS, KIDS!
Title: Without Hinges, Key, Nor Lid
Author: kseda
Rating: G
Challenge: tinman100 challenge 3: heart
Author's Notes: Set post-unbraining, pre-series.
One, two, three, four... was that enough? Too few? Too many? Why was he doing this again?
"Is this right?" he asked the very patient hen whose nest he was pilfering. She made no sound, just peered back at him with her beady eyes glinting in the moonlight.
Wait, why was he talking to a chicken, and what was... oh! Eggs!
"Thank you!" he whispered and ducked back out of the coop, hoping the farmer would not hear the frantic pounding of his heart. Eggs meant food, and he was so hungry and...
...and he had no idea what to do with them.
THAT TOOK WAY TOO MANY EDITS, KIDS!