In honor of my participation in
wrisomifu aka Write Something, You Miserable Fuck (I just love that name *g*), I managed to write two whole drabbles today, One BtVS, one SGA.
Title: Speed Trap
Rated: PG
open_on_sunday Prompt: Clock
The police officer clocked the old DeSoto at ninety-eight. Giving chase, he was surprised when the car immediately pulled over.
Getting out of his cruiser, he cautiously approached the vehicle. Inside was a young man, a punk with white-blond hair and leather coat. Beside him sat an eerily beautiful woman.
Feeling oddly nervous he asked, "Do you know how fast you were going?"
"Yeah," the driver said with a smirk.
"I'm hungry, Spike," the woman next to him whined. "Can I eat him now?"
The officer was still reaching for his gun when he was pulled through the car window.
Title: Just Say No (To Proposition 8)
Rating: G
Word Count: 100
mcsheplet's Challenge 31: Future
Also for
No on 8 drabble-a-thon John stood to one side, Teyla and Ronon beside him. Rodney stood to the other, flanked by Radek and Jeanie. Soft ocean breezes caressed them as the Marriage Commissioner droned on, reading off the words John and Rodney had written.
Several years had passed since California had legalized gay marriage. Several years that saw State after State follow suit until it became law throughout the land.
There'd never been a doubt in John's mind what he'd do as soon as it was legal. He kissed his new husband, and then pulled back, grinning in delight. Rodney was his at last.