Wherefore Art Thou, Oz Drabble Tree?

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siren

[vanillalime]

Exhausted, Toby sat on the floor of the shed, trying to regroup. He was filthy, hungry, and scared, and he was regretting every decision he’d made in the last 24 hours.

Toby’s eyes came to rest on a pair of pruning shears hanging on the wall. He looked over at the man responsible for this nightmare, sleeping peacefully on the floor, and envisioned plunging those shears into his fat ass. Toby grinned crazily, relishing the idea, until he heard the wail of a siren in the distance.

Toby jumped to his feet. To his surprise, he found himself wishing they’d been discovered, it was over, and he’d soon be going home.

His blood ran cold as he realized he thought of Oz as home.

Home is where the heart is, his mother used to say.

But Toby had no heart left, so that didn’t make sense.

The siren grew closer, then slowly faded away, until all that could be heard was the sound of crickets chirping in the cool night air. Toby breathed a sigh of relief.

Before long, a car pulled into the adjacent driveway, and Toby shook the body next to him. "Wake up, Busmalis. Norma’s home. Let’s see if she’s got some money."

"Let's see if she's got some money.", 100 words.

[trillingstar]

"Let's see if she's got some money." Chris rifled through Bonnie's wallet. A solitary ten in the billfold, but he found two fifties folded together behind a black-and-white photobooth picture, showing Chris and Bonnie's faces squished together, grinning like fools.

Chris studied the photo as he tucked one of the bills into his pocket. They'd been high the whole time. Vegas was blurred colors trailing everywhere and echoes of Bonnie teasing him, laughing, Bonnie panting in his ear, the wet slurp of Bonnie's pussy on his cock. Best things to come outta fuckin' Vegas were the marriage and his tat.

tat

[vanillalime]

Laughing uncontrollably, Sean knocked over his glass, spilling what was left of his beer onto the bar.

"And then, and then," slurred Tim, "O’Reily said… "

"Yeah, yeah?"

"He said, 'It’s not what it looks like! I ain't no fag!'"

They both dissolved into a fit of giggles.

Tim wiped his hand over his face. "Man, we should stop now, before we end up at a tattoo parlor."

"Oh, we should get tattoos! I’ll get a shamrock! Or leprechaun!"

"I already gotta tat," Tim mumbled.

"No, you don’t."

"Yeah, I do."

"Tim, you don’t! I’ve seen you naked a thousand times!"

Oops. That came out louder than he’d meant.

Sheepishly, Tim lowered the waistband of his pants, revealing a small, cursive "L" on his hipbone.

Sean tried to focus his eyes. "What the fuck is that?"

"My nickname for Ellie was El."

Sean furrowed his brow. "That makes no fuckin’ sense."

Tim grinned. "I did a lot of things back then that made no fuckin’ sense."

Pulling his pants back up, Tim added with a chuckle, "The tat coulda been a lot worse, though. I coulda got it on my forehead."

Sean fell over laughing so hard he wet his pants.

seen you naked a thousand times, 200 words

[cmk418]

He knows every line of your body. He’s seen you naked a thousand times- from sleepovers to the locker room in the gym or at work to when this thing between you finally took off. After all this time, why are you suddenly freaking out?

A chuckle from the doorway captures your attention. You look up to see your husband unfastening the cuffs on his tuxedo. “We’ve done this before, Tim. Stop looking like a bride on her wedding night.”

“I’m not. It’s just… Jesus, Sean, we really did this. It’s weird, right? Don’t you think so? I mean… we’re married. To each other.”

“I know. I was there.”

“But you’ve never been married before. You don’t understand how things change. It’s going to be-“

Sean cuts you off with a kiss. “It’s going to be all right. We’re still us. That isn’t going to change.”

“For someone who accuses me of being nervous, you’re still dressed.”

“I like looking at you.” He lifts your hand and brings it to his lips, kissing the simple gold band that adorns it. “I like looking at this,” he says, rubbing his thumb against your wedding ring. “I like knowing that you’re mine.”

been discovered, 134 words

[cmk418]

At the sound of Tim’s voice, Leo and Eleanor sprung apart like a couple of horny teenagers who’d been discovered making out on the couch by their parents. Guilt flooded Eleanor for a moment and then anger as Tim slammed out of the room. How dare he act like that! Tim was her ex-husband, a part of the past. He didn’t have any right to have some kind of claim on her. He needed to get over this and quick. Did he think she was going to wither up and die and never have sex again because the two of them were over? She was going to have to things straight. Seeing the guilty look on Leo’s face, she realized that she was going to have to do some damage control there as well.