whee!
Found another drabble challenge, thanks to gehayi. Proceeded to write two for it.
Since the idea is to write the stories based on the title, I think this'll be it. Two different fandoms = two separate posts.
This one's actually a drabble and a half. Enchanted Forest Chronicles, scene extension from Calling on Dragons - the title demanded it.
Donkey Cabbages
Killer was hungry. It was only to be expected - he was, after all a good twenty times his normal size at least, and he’d thought the gray cat said the green ones were all right.
The cabbage had a lovely spicy flavor, and the crunch was just about perfect.
Until he was suddenly the wrong shape as well as size. And to top it all off, his coat was all blotchy now. It had taken weeks to get that dye job perfected! So he did what came naturally to rabbits: he panicked.
“Oh no,” one of the cats said. “Trouble, why did you tell him to eat that? You can go get Morwen, for that one.”
“Ah, she’s busy. Can’t we let it--”
“NOW.”
“Oh, all right.” The gray cat sauntered off toward the house, and Killer thought this would have been a great time to leave if only he wasn’t in such a predicament.
Since the idea is to write the stories based on the title, I think this'll be it. Two different fandoms = two separate posts.
This one's actually a drabble and a half. Enchanted Forest Chronicles, scene extension from Calling on Dragons - the title demanded it.
Donkey Cabbages
Killer was hungry. It was only to be expected - he was, after all a good twenty times his normal size at least, and he’d thought the gray cat said the green ones were all right.
The cabbage had a lovely spicy flavor, and the crunch was just about perfect.
Until he was suddenly the wrong shape as well as size. And to top it all off, his coat was all blotchy now. It had taken weeks to get that dye job perfected! So he did what came naturally to rabbits: he panicked.
“Oh no,” one of the cats said. “Trouble, why did you tell him to eat that? You can go get Morwen, for that one.”
“Ah, she’s busy. Can’t we let it--”
“NOW.”
“Oh, all right.” The gray cat sauntered off toward the house, and Killer thought this would have been a great time to leave if only he wasn’t in such a predicament.