Oops, I never posted these here. They were written for the
three sentence ficathon Forever is a long way away (Glee; Bryan Ryan, Rachel/Jesse)
*This is the dress rehearsal that never ends, Bryan Ryan thinks darkly as he walks backstage to clear his head (he swears: one more screw-up today, and he will transition to murderous).
Sweet lord, he can still hear Hummel railing against the shapeless nightshirt that the boy’s character is being 'forced' to wear ("If I'm to lose my dignity anyway, let me do it in a silk bathrobe," Kurt insists), and as for Bryan's two oh-so-legendary (read: prima donna) leads--
--ah, now this is intriguing: Berry and St. James have stopped running lines like someone set fire to the script, and the girl has got her erstwhile love interest cornered against the drapes and if you ask Bryan, the boy’s hands are now doing their own voiceless version of 'Touch Me'- Bryan Ryan sniffs in approval as he turns away: at least someone's getting in-character for the play!
Make It Sparkle (How I Met Your Mother; Barney/Robin, Marshall)
*It was Marshall who came up with the idea of showing 'Space Teens' to Lily's kindergarteners : and the cherry on top - Robin Sparkles can come to the classroom and sing for them! Robin, hear me out! it'll be awesome! I'll even write you songs that aren't dirty! oh, come on…Robin, do it for Lily!
Monday afternoon, Lily's kids trooped out of the classroom, still gabbing nonstop about the singing Sparkles lady who gave them all free waterguns and made counting fun and shiny, and her wacky assistant, Barnacle Twinkle, who could breathe fire and pull little pigs out of hats when you asked him to (and who also taught little Tara and Kenny some dirty words, but Miss Aldrin's not supposed to know that).
("I'm telling you, me as 'Barnacle the Beaver' would have added pizzazz," he insisted; Robin snorted and helped him disentangle the glittering wig from his hair.)
Born Backwards (Chronicles of Narnia/Skins, Edmund/Effy)
*Edmund has turned the back wall of her wardrobe into a riot of worlds: dawn waking a castle and sunlight on an unquiet forest, arrows and swords for her sorrows and painted words to keep her dreams at rest.
Effy is still as backwards as the day she came into the world; she loves him for his fears before she likes him for his laughter, she goes to sleep in his arms before he asks if he can hold her, she tells him that she'll tear down in his playworlds before he tells her that she could still believe him.
“I'll break us both, do you see?” she asks in her lowest voice, watching his eyes flicker; “I don’t believe you will,” Edmund says this like a vow and somehow she hangs on.