Going Cuckoo continued, this time with actual wolves and sprog!
These are the really short pieces I wrote. The first one, tentatively titled "Wolf" due to a lack of imagination, was during an hour challenge. The prompt was provided by elvisvf101 . It is also a first draft so feel free to C & C. The second one was from last nights kid!fic challenge proposed by Zellie. This was a half hour challenge, so again, very short. It is titled kid!fic, again, a lack of imagination. First draft once more!
Wolf
Prompt: http://www.livingwilderness.com/wildlife/coyote-frozen-lake.jpg
Allowing the magic to wash over him, Zoicite felt his body change, shrink. As his legs grew shorter and his hips realigned, he dropped forward onto all fours. Fur sprouted, covering once bare flesh and his senses came alive with the heightened awareness the species was known for.
The change complete, he leaned back and let loose a howl to the sky; the sound almost mournful in the still evening. He paused for a moment, the wolf’s instincts crowding to take control before he could focus once more on his task. Raising his elongated muzzle, he sniffed the air, searching for the familiar scent.
Picking up the trail, he howled once more before setting off in the direction of the scent, his pace eating up the distance quickly. A strange note marred the scent, sending him skidding to a stop. Swinging his head around, searching, he located the source and bared his teeth in a low growl. Blood. Her blood.
Anger bubbled up within him, setting him to run once more. This time his speed was fuelled by his rage and his desperation to get to her. As he ran, he could feel the gradual changes in the atmosphere, signs that told him he was getting closer. When the moisture in the air began to crystallize on his fur, he slowed, then stopped, arriving at the lake where he had first met her.
She lay suspended in the centre, arms folded over her waist and her eyes closed as though sleeping. The lake, despite it being deep into the summer, was frozen solid. All around her, the ice was tinged a deep red. He howled again, the howl morphing into a scream as he turned back into himself. Heedless of his nudity, he ran out onto the ice, dropping down beside her and gathering her up in his arms. Hot tears streamed down his face as he clung to her, the ice slowly starting to melt around them.
And...
Kid!fic
“Come on sweetie, smile for Uncle Mamo. Please?”
Turning his head, the future King of the Earth glared at one of his best friends who was laughing uproariously behind him while bouncing a grinning toddler. “You’re not going to be able to do it,” Jason mocked. Mikel seemed to agree with his father, waving his chubby arms at Mamoru and smiling even wider.
Disgruntled, Mamoru turned back to the sombre Leila, who watched him with a supremely unimpressed look on her tiny face. Of course he would be asked to entertain the kid who wouldn’t smile. If Jason truly was a good friend, he would have traded with him. Sure, Mikel might have inherited Rei’s looks, but he had Jason’s temperament and was the most easy going child of the bunch.
“Why don’t you try making funny faces?” Jason commented, trying to help.
“Well, I don’t know, Jason. Maybe because that was the first thing I tried?”
“Geez, bro, don’t get all touchy. What are you going to do when Chibi-Usa is born?”
Mamoru ran a frustrated hand through his dark hair before attempting to make funny faces once more. Grabbing his cheeks, he slowly drew them outwards while crossing his eyes to look at his nose. For a moment, he thought he had succeeded when Leila’s mouth started to move. However, it moved wider and she gave a tiny sniffle. Panicking, he dropped his hands and scooped her up, rocking her gently. “Ssh, ssh, don’t cry! Don’t cry!” he said in a singsong voice. “Jase, shut up. Leila, don’t cry! Uncle Mamo’s sorry. Don’t cry or your mommy will eviscerate me!”
The little girls sniffled subsided and she returned to her earlier examination of Mamoru, still unsmiling. He set her back down and whirled to Jason, who had started laughing even louder. As he opened his mouth to reprimand him, he overbalanced and went crashing to the floor. As he lay there, silently cursing the gods of babysitting, a tinkling sound reached his ears. Looking over, he saw Leila clapping her hands and laughing delightedly. Popping up, he fell exaggeratedly to the ground again, sending her into another round of giggles. Jason couldn’t even speak from the shock that flooded him.
This was how Minako and Kevin found them when they entered shortly after. “Maa! Daa! Unca go boom!”
Wolf
Prompt: http://www.livingwilderness.com/wildlife/coyote-frozen-lake.jpg
Allowing the magic to wash over him, Zoicite felt his body change, shrink. As his legs grew shorter and his hips realigned, he dropped forward onto all fours. Fur sprouted, covering once bare flesh and his senses came alive with the heightened awareness the species was known for.
The change complete, he leaned back and let loose a howl to the sky; the sound almost mournful in the still evening. He paused for a moment, the wolf’s instincts crowding to take control before he could focus once more on his task. Raising his elongated muzzle, he sniffed the air, searching for the familiar scent.
Picking up the trail, he howled once more before setting off in the direction of the scent, his pace eating up the distance quickly. A strange note marred the scent, sending him skidding to a stop. Swinging his head around, searching, he located the source and bared his teeth in a low growl. Blood. Her blood.
Anger bubbled up within him, setting him to run once more. This time his speed was fuelled by his rage and his desperation to get to her. As he ran, he could feel the gradual changes in the atmosphere, signs that told him he was getting closer. When the moisture in the air began to crystallize on his fur, he slowed, then stopped, arriving at the lake where he had first met her.
She lay suspended in the centre, arms folded over her waist and her eyes closed as though sleeping. The lake, despite it being deep into the summer, was frozen solid. All around her, the ice was tinged a deep red. He howled again, the howl morphing into a scream as he turned back into himself. Heedless of his nudity, he ran out onto the ice, dropping down beside her and gathering her up in his arms. Hot tears streamed down his face as he clung to her, the ice slowly starting to melt around them.
And...
Kid!fic
“Come on sweetie, smile for Uncle Mamo. Please?”
Turning his head, the future King of the Earth glared at one of his best friends who was laughing uproariously behind him while bouncing a grinning toddler. “You’re not going to be able to do it,” Jason mocked. Mikel seemed to agree with his father, waving his chubby arms at Mamoru and smiling even wider.
Disgruntled, Mamoru turned back to the sombre Leila, who watched him with a supremely unimpressed look on her tiny face. Of course he would be asked to entertain the kid who wouldn’t smile. If Jason truly was a good friend, he would have traded with him. Sure, Mikel might have inherited Rei’s looks, but he had Jason’s temperament and was the most easy going child of the bunch.
“Why don’t you try making funny faces?” Jason commented, trying to help.
“Well, I don’t know, Jason. Maybe because that was the first thing I tried?”
“Geez, bro, don’t get all touchy. What are you going to do when Chibi-Usa is born?”
Mamoru ran a frustrated hand through his dark hair before attempting to make funny faces once more. Grabbing his cheeks, he slowly drew them outwards while crossing his eyes to look at his nose. For a moment, he thought he had succeeded when Leila’s mouth started to move. However, it moved wider and she gave a tiny sniffle. Panicking, he dropped his hands and scooped her up, rocking her gently. “Ssh, ssh, don’t cry! Don’t cry!” he said in a singsong voice. “Jase, shut up. Leila, don’t cry! Uncle Mamo’s sorry. Don’t cry or your mommy will eviscerate me!”
The little girls sniffled subsided and she returned to her earlier examination of Mamoru, still unsmiling. He set her back down and whirled to Jason, who had started laughing even louder. As he opened his mouth to reprimand him, he overbalanced and went crashing to the floor. As he lay there, silently cursing the gods of babysitting, a tinkling sound reached his ears. Looking over, he saw Leila clapping her hands and laughing delightedly. Popping up, he fell exaggeratedly to the ground again, sending her into another round of giggles. Jason couldn’t even speak from the shock that flooded him.
This was how Minako and Kevin found them when they entered shortly after. “Maa! Daa! Unca go boom!”