Vimes/Sybil Music Drabble Meme IX (life and comp update)
1. Fleetwood Mac - Silver Springs
Sybil looked at the silver ring she’d received from the Low King. Gold might usually be the preference, among humans and especially among dwarfs but Sybil had always been fond of silver. It certain went better with the pale blue and other cool colors she wore to minimize her skin’s natural pinkness. She glanced at Sam, who was snoring beside her in the sledge they’d bought before leaving Bonk and she suddenly remembered that silver was awarded to those that won second place. Yes, silver suited her. She often won second place but that was fine, she was just happy to play.
2. Richard Marx - Now and Forever
The wedding vows had been the standard sort. Sybil had toyed with the idea of she and Vimes writing their own vows but thankfully had changed her mind. Vimes knew his vows would have been awful. He didn’t have it in him to stand in front of strangers and tell Sybil exactly what he felt for her. It wasn’t anyone’s business. It wasn’t anyone’s business that he thought she was too good to be true, that he would spend his whole life trying to prove that she hadn’t thrown her life away on him and that no matter what happened, there was no way that she’d ever be rid of him now. He wasn’t even sure he could have told her any of that in private. But he still felt it.
3. Phil Collins - Separate Lives
The first thing that Vimes did after waking up in that bad bed in the Keep wasn’t read reports. He always felt a pang of guilt for it but… this was More Important. Everyday, Sybil sent a clacks message with a little news. She’d tell him about how big Young Sam had gotten and who came to visit and how the lads in the Watch were faring without him and how she hoped that he’d come home in time for Hogswatch. Vimes’ replies were much shorter. Usually, they consisted of him assuring her that things weren’t as bad as she’d read in the Times and he’d ask her to give Young Sam a kiss for him. It hurt, it pained him that he’d been away from his family for weeks now. He hated knowing that his wife and son were living their lives without him while he was hundreds of miles away.
4. Everclear - Learning How To Smile
Sybil wasn’t a person that ever was plagued with wanderlust. She never felt an overwhelming urge to just pack up and leave it all behind. This was just as well considering that Sam had very deep roots. You couldn’t get him out of Ankh-Morpork with a crowbar and a tub of grease. Vimes and Sybil had been born and bred in the city. They had a home and responsibilities and family and friends in Ankh-Morpork. When they traveled, which wasn’t often Sam got painfully homesick. Sybil always had to assure him that they’d be home before he knew it. But sometimes… Sybil thought it would be nice if one day, her husband turned to her and said ‘baby, let’s just run away.’
5. Sweeney Todd Soundtrack - Poor Thing
‘Poor thing…’ that’s what her friends whispered after Sybil announced her engagement. It was an insult but Sybil knew how to become suddenly deaf in the face of insults. The rumors flew of seduction of the lonely and wealthy spinster, ‘gold digger’, ‘scoundrel’, her friends whispered behind Vimes’ back.
6. Everclear - Why I Don’t Believe In God
“What about the temple of Blind Io? That’s where my family’s traditionally gotten married.” Sybil suggested.
Vimes shook his head.
“No way.”
“I suppose you’d prefer Small Gods?” Sybil asked.
Vimes hesitated. Yes, the temple of Small Gods was the tradition in his family, if they’d ever thought of it that way. That’s where his family got married and got buried. But that was just because… Well, where else would they go?
“I’d rather not get married in a temple. If it’s all the same to you.” Vimes said sullenly.
Sybil blinked and trying very hard not to laugh she asked,
“Sam Vimes, are you suggesting that we live in sin?”
“Huh? Wha? No! Of course not!” Vimes stammered. “I just… don’t see why we need gods at our wedding. I mean, can’t we just sign that marriage certificate and have done with it?”
7. Annie Lennox - The Gift
The Vimes nee Ramkin mansion was empty of wedding guests at last.
“Now that we’re alone,” Sybil said, leading Vimes to the couch in the Ghastly Pink Drawing Room, “I wanted to give you my wedding present.”
Vimes was nervous for a moment and then pointing weakly at the custom crossbow, he said,
“I thought that was…”
“No, this is different. Something rather… special.”
Vimes gulped and then wondered why he would. For gods’ sake, they were married now. It was silly to carry on like this. Sybil walked to the mantel and removed a small oblong that Vimes had thought was a book.
“Here.” She said eagerly.
Vimes took the wrapped package and after a moment of puzzlement, he opened it. He tore the paper away, revealing polished silver.
“A cigar case.” Vimes said flatly.
“Open it.” Sybil commanded almost bouncing with excitement.
He opened it. There were already cigars in the case but his eye was drawn to the inscription.
To Sam with love, from Your Sybil
8. Grease Soundtrack - Summer Nights
Every copper worth his salt knows how to dodge questions and ever since Sybil had invited him to move in with her, Vimes had been getting a lot of practice. Sometimes, it was enough to see the grins on Sergeant Colon and Nobby’s faces to know it was time to leave the room.
“Listen, the lot of you!” Vimes snapped once, “Whatever goes on or doesn’t between Lady Sybil and I is none of your godsdamn business!”
Sybil sat with Brenda and Rosie, enjoying their weekly tea and said,
“Gods, it was so lucky that he copped a feel during the week I was retaining.”
9. Daniela Romo - Explórame
How do Seamstresses do it? Sybil wondered. They made seduction seem so simple. Like it took more effort to wind a man down than wind him up. They’d have had their work cut out for them with Sam Vimes. Sometimes, she was sure she was making progress. He’d kissed her already and if it weren’t for the fact that he’d been drinking that night, Sybil would have let keep going as far as he liked. But ever since then, Sam was such a… yes, a perfect gentleman. The frustration was enough to make Sybil want to curse.
10. Gwen Stephani - Cool
It was another diplomatic function. Lady Margolotta Von Überwald was there.
“You remember the duke and this is the Duchess of Ankh-Morpork, Lady Sybil.” Vetinari said when he found Vimes and Sybil.
Vimes nodded politely while Sybil and Lady Margolotta kissed each other’s cheeks like old friends.
“It’s so good to finally meet you,” Sybil said in her bright and diplomatic voice, “Havelock’s told me so much about you.”
“Yes, likewise.” Lady Margolotta replied regally.
Vimes’ eye traveled from Sybil, Lady Margolotta and Lord Vetinari. There was a definite Atmosphere. It was friendly and cool but there was definitely a lot that no one had told Vimes about.
Sybil looked at the silver ring she’d received from the Low King. Gold might usually be the preference, among humans and especially among dwarfs but Sybil had always been fond of silver. It certain went better with the pale blue and other cool colors she wore to minimize her skin’s natural pinkness. She glanced at Sam, who was snoring beside her in the sledge they’d bought before leaving Bonk and she suddenly remembered that silver was awarded to those that won second place. Yes, silver suited her. She often won second place but that was fine, she was just happy to play.
2. Richard Marx - Now and Forever
The wedding vows had been the standard sort. Sybil had toyed with the idea of she and Vimes writing their own vows but thankfully had changed her mind. Vimes knew his vows would have been awful. He didn’t have it in him to stand in front of strangers and tell Sybil exactly what he felt for her. It wasn’t anyone’s business. It wasn’t anyone’s business that he thought she was too good to be true, that he would spend his whole life trying to prove that she hadn’t thrown her life away on him and that no matter what happened, there was no way that she’d ever be rid of him now. He wasn’t even sure he could have told her any of that in private. But he still felt it.
3. Phil Collins - Separate Lives
The first thing that Vimes did after waking up in that bad bed in the Keep wasn’t read reports. He always felt a pang of guilt for it but… this was More Important. Everyday, Sybil sent a clacks message with a little news. She’d tell him about how big Young Sam had gotten and who came to visit and how the lads in the Watch were faring without him and how she hoped that he’d come home in time for Hogswatch. Vimes’ replies were much shorter. Usually, they consisted of him assuring her that things weren’t as bad as she’d read in the Times and he’d ask her to give Young Sam a kiss for him. It hurt, it pained him that he’d been away from his family for weeks now. He hated knowing that his wife and son were living their lives without him while he was hundreds of miles away.
4. Everclear - Learning How To Smile
Sybil wasn’t a person that ever was plagued with wanderlust. She never felt an overwhelming urge to just pack up and leave it all behind. This was just as well considering that Sam had very deep roots. You couldn’t get him out of Ankh-Morpork with a crowbar and a tub of grease. Vimes and Sybil had been born and bred in the city. They had a home and responsibilities and family and friends in Ankh-Morpork. When they traveled, which wasn’t often Sam got painfully homesick. Sybil always had to assure him that they’d be home before he knew it. But sometimes… Sybil thought it would be nice if one day, her husband turned to her and said ‘baby, let’s just run away.’
5. Sweeney Todd Soundtrack - Poor Thing
‘Poor thing…’ that’s what her friends whispered after Sybil announced her engagement. It was an insult but Sybil knew how to become suddenly deaf in the face of insults. The rumors flew of seduction of the lonely and wealthy spinster, ‘gold digger’, ‘scoundrel’, her friends whispered behind Vimes’ back.
6. Everclear - Why I Don’t Believe In God
“What about the temple of Blind Io? That’s where my family’s traditionally gotten married.” Sybil suggested.
Vimes shook his head.
“No way.”
“I suppose you’d prefer Small Gods?” Sybil asked.
Vimes hesitated. Yes, the temple of Small Gods was the tradition in his family, if they’d ever thought of it that way. That’s where his family got married and got buried. But that was just because… Well, where else would they go?
“I’d rather not get married in a temple. If it’s all the same to you.” Vimes said sullenly.
Sybil blinked and trying very hard not to laugh she asked,
“Sam Vimes, are you suggesting that we live in sin?”
“Huh? Wha? No! Of course not!” Vimes stammered. “I just… don’t see why we need gods at our wedding. I mean, can’t we just sign that marriage certificate and have done with it?”
7. Annie Lennox - The Gift
The Vimes nee Ramkin mansion was empty of wedding guests at last.
“Now that we’re alone,” Sybil said, leading Vimes to the couch in the Ghastly Pink Drawing Room, “I wanted to give you my wedding present.”
Vimes was nervous for a moment and then pointing weakly at the custom crossbow, he said,
“I thought that was…”
“No, this is different. Something rather… special.”
Vimes gulped and then wondered why he would. For gods’ sake, they were married now. It was silly to carry on like this. Sybil walked to the mantel and removed a small oblong that Vimes had thought was a book.
“Here.” She said eagerly.
Vimes took the wrapped package and after a moment of puzzlement, he opened it. He tore the paper away, revealing polished silver.
“A cigar case.” Vimes said flatly.
“Open it.” Sybil commanded almost bouncing with excitement.
He opened it. There were already cigars in the case but his eye was drawn to the inscription.
To Sam with love, from Your Sybil
8. Grease Soundtrack - Summer Nights
Every copper worth his salt knows how to dodge questions and ever since Sybil had invited him to move in with her, Vimes had been getting a lot of practice. Sometimes, it was enough to see the grins on Sergeant Colon and Nobby’s faces to know it was time to leave the room.
“Listen, the lot of you!” Vimes snapped once, “Whatever goes on or doesn’t between Lady Sybil and I is none of your godsdamn business!”
Sybil sat with Brenda and Rosie, enjoying their weekly tea and said,
“Gods, it was so lucky that he copped a feel during the week I was retaining.”
9. Daniela Romo - Explórame
How do Seamstresses do it? Sybil wondered. They made seduction seem so simple. Like it took more effort to wind a man down than wind him up. They’d have had their work cut out for them with Sam Vimes. Sometimes, she was sure she was making progress. He’d kissed her already and if it weren’t for the fact that he’d been drinking that night, Sybil would have let keep going as far as he liked. But ever since then, Sam was such a… yes, a perfect gentleman. The frustration was enough to make Sybil want to curse.
10. Gwen Stephani - Cool
It was another diplomatic function. Lady Margolotta Von Überwald was there.
“You remember the duke and this is the Duchess of Ankh-Morpork, Lady Sybil.” Vetinari said when he found Vimes and Sybil.
Vimes nodded politely while Sybil and Lady Margolotta kissed each other’s cheeks like old friends.
“It’s so good to finally meet you,” Sybil said in her bright and diplomatic voice, “Havelock’s told me so much about you.”
“Yes, likewise.” Lady Margolotta replied regally.
Vimes’ eye traveled from Sybil, Lady Margolotta and Lord Vetinari. There was a definite Atmosphere. It was friendly and cool but there was definitely a lot that no one had told Vimes about.