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Prompt: 001. Phobia Word Count: 111 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G Warnings: ---
"Really, Sophie? REALLY?!"
Sophie glared at him. "You didn't have to come," she pointed out.
Eliot gave her a look that said "yeah right" and crossed his arms. "Really? A spider? A stupid, tiny little spider?"
Sophie shuddered. "It's not tiny! It's big and hairy and has eight eyes AND IT'S WATCHING ME!"
Eliot's lips twitched.
"Oh, don't you laugh at me," Sophie grumbled. "Just kill the spider and I won't tell Nate who really spilled coffee on his Oliver Twist collector's edition."
Eliot made an annoyed sound, but he did kill the spider and got rid of it. Not, however, before showing Sophie the squished remains and watching her flail.
Prompt: 013. Traitor Word Count: 150 words Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G Warnings: ---
"Whatcha doin'?"
"Gahh!" Hardison jumped and spilled a little bit of bleach on his jeans. "Oh, nice. Thanks a lot, Parker."
Parker peered over his shoulder and into the sink. "What are you doing
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Prompt: 002. Addict Word Count: 108 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G Warnings: Alcoholism
It didn't matter what Nate did when he was sober. The man was an addict - a drunk - plain and simple, and even sober he was a liability, always looking for the next drink.
Eliot knew all that, and yet... And yet he looked up to Nate, trusted Nate to have his back - to have all their backs - and get them through a job safely. Part of that was his job, granted, but he mostly made sure everyone stayed in one piece if things got out of hand or if the plan actually called for him to beat somebody up. And he still trusted Nate.
Prompt: 007. Psychic Word Count: 117 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G Warnings: ---
Eliot used to love those psychic shows on the TV.
He knew they weren't real psychics - he's not an idiot, okay? - but they were fun to watch. Especially when they were wrong about something and backpedaled so fast you could almost see them take a step back
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Prompt: 081. Lacking Word Count: 129 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G Warnings: ---
"Nice place you got here," Hardison said, eyes trailing over the bare walls, the few pieces of minimalist furniture and the curtainless windows. "Uh-huh. Very... homey."
Eliot glared at him, more out of habit than actual anger, and headed for the bedroom. It wasn't Hardison's fault that they had to stop and get another change of clothes. It also wasn't Hardison's fault that Eliot had kept his place a secret from everyone until then. They'd known he had a place, they just hadn't known where.
"You know what this place is missing, Eliot?" Hardison called from the living room. "A few pictures, a gaming console and -- Eliot! Where's your TV, man? Is it in there? Come on, don't tell me you don't actually have a TV! Really? Eliot?!"
Prompt: 060. War Word Count: 108 Pairing/Rating: Nate/Eliot, PG-13 Warnings: ---
When they first started this... relationship, Nate supposed you could say, he hadn't thought it strange that Eliot never stayed the night or invited him to stay the night at Eliot's place. It was a new relationship, they were trying to wrangle working together and sleeping together, they were trying to keep it from the team... All valid excuses. Nate never would have thought that the real reason Eliot avoided staying over night was nightmares. When he found out, he told Eliot it didn't matter. He had his own share of nightmares, waking up with the tears on his face and the sounds of hospital in his ears.
Notes: In case it isn't clear (because it's probably not...oops), Eliot's nightmares are about the wars he's fought in.
Prompt: 079. Guide Word Count: 131 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G Warnings: --- Notes: Sort of crossover with The Sentinel.
"Sentinel? What does that even mean? And what does it have to do with me?"
Eliot nodded along. All excellent question to which he wanted an answer as well. "And what makes you so sure I'm one of these Sentinel types?" he added.
"I'm a Sentinel," the taller of the two guys said. Eliot had him pegged as former military - probably Army Ranger, going by the shoes and his stance. "And I can tell that you're a Sentinel, too. Your senses are enhanced."
"Great," Nate said. "So Eliot has extra sharp eyesight. What does it have to do with me?"
"Well," the shorter of the two said. He had long curly hair and very blue eyes. "Every Sentinel needs a Guide. I'm Jim's Guide. And we're thinking you're Eliot's Guide."
Prompt: 059. Mercy Word Count: 125 Pairing/Rating: G Warnings: ---
Parker watched with a delighted expression as her two kids piled on top of Hardison and started tickling him. Every time Hardison managed to capture one or two of the hands tickling him, the other two managed to find their way to his ribcage and make him lose his hold agian. Hardison tried, but there was only so much he could do without hurting either of the children.
"Uncle!" Hardison cried. "I give up! Let Uncle Alec sit up, okay?"
Kim and Jo exchanged a look. Kim shook her head slightly.
"No mercy!" Jo declared.
With a war cry, they started tickling Hardison again.
Hardison, between bouts of laughter, reached out for Parker. "Help me!" he gasped pathetically.
Prompt: 062. Blur Word Count: 130 Pairing/Rating: no rating, PG Warnings: Not shown but mentioned in the text: someone is drugged against their will
Hardison woke up and groaned. He felt terrible. Everything hurt. Not to mention that the concrete floor wasn't really the most comfort-- concrete floor?
Hardison cracked an eye open. He was in a small room with bare stone walls and a concrete floor. He blinked, but the image didn't change.
He couldn't remember a thing from the night before. In fact, the whole afternoon was a blur as well. They must have drugged him and brought him to this ...cell while he was unconscious.
Hardison checked his pockets. Empty. His ear bud was gone, too. Awesome.
You'd better come and get me, Hardison thought. He didn't really doubt the team, but the concrete floor was cold and hard and he's really rather sleep this hangover off in his own bed.
Prompt: 063. Coercion Word Count: 227 Pairing/Rating: no pairing, R Warnings: Implied attempted rape/sexual assault (not one of the main characters).
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Word Count: 111
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: ---
"Really, Sophie? REALLY?!"
Sophie glared at him. "You didn't have to come," she pointed out.
Eliot gave her a look that said "yeah right" and crossed his arms. "Really? A spider? A stupid, tiny little spider?"
Sophie shuddered. "It's not tiny! It's big and hairy and has eight eyes AND IT'S WATCHING ME!"
Eliot's lips twitched.
"Oh, don't you laugh at me," Sophie grumbled. "Just kill the spider and I won't tell Nate who really spilled coffee on his Oliver Twist collector's edition."
Eliot made an annoyed sound, but he did kill the spider and got rid of it. Not, however, before showing Sophie the squished remains and watching her flail.
Prompt: 013. Traitor
Word Count: 150 words
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: ---
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Word Count: 108
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: Alcoholism
It didn't matter what Nate did when he was sober. The man was an addict - a drunk - plain and simple, and even sober he was a liability, always looking for the next drink.
Eliot knew all that, and yet... And yet he looked up to Nate, trusted Nate to have his back - to have all their backs - and get them through a job safely. Part of that was his job, granted, but he mostly made sure everyone stayed in one piece if things got out of hand or if the plan actually called for him to beat somebody up. And he still trusted Nate.
Prompt: 007. Psychic
Word Count: 117
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: ---
Eliot used to love those psychic shows on the TV.
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Word Count: 129
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: ---
"Nice place you got here," Hardison said, eyes trailing over the bare walls, the few pieces of minimalist furniture and the curtainless windows. "Uh-huh. Very... homey."
Eliot glared at him, more out of habit than actual anger, and headed for the bedroom. It wasn't Hardison's fault that they had to stop and get another change of clothes. It also wasn't Hardison's fault that Eliot had kept his place a secret from everyone until then. They'd known he had a place, they just hadn't known where.
"You know what this place is missing, Eliot?" Hardison called from the living room. "A few pictures, a gaming console and -- Eliot! Where's your TV, man? Is it in there? Come on, don't tell me you don't actually have a TV! Really? Eliot?!"
Prompt: 082. Curse ( ... )
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Word Count: 108
Pairing/Rating: Nate/Eliot, PG-13
Warnings: ---
When they first started this... relationship, Nate supposed you could say, he hadn't thought it strange that Eliot never stayed the night or invited him to stay the night at Eliot's place. It was a new relationship, they were trying to wrangle working together and sleeping together, they were trying to keep it from the team... All valid excuses. Nate never would have thought that the real reason Eliot avoided staying over night was nightmares. When he found out, he told Eliot it didn't matter. He had his own share of nightmares, waking up with the tears on his face and the sounds of hospital in his ears.
Notes: In case it isn't clear (because it's probably not...oops), Eliot's nightmares are about the wars he's fought in.
Prompt: 076. Weight ( ... )
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Prompt: 079. Guide
Word Count: 131
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: ---
Notes: Sort of crossover with The Sentinel.
"Sentinel? What does that even mean? And what does it have to do with me?"
Eliot nodded along. All excellent question to which he wanted an answer as well. "And what makes you so sure I'm one of these Sentinel types?" he added.
"I'm a Sentinel," the taller of the two guys said. Eliot had him pegged as former military - probably Army Ranger, going by the shoes and his stance. "And I can tell that you're a Sentinel, too. Your senses are enhanced."
"Great," Nate said. "So Eliot has extra sharp eyesight. What does it have to do with me?"
"Well," the shorter of the two said. He had long curly hair and very blue eyes. "Every Sentinel needs a Guide. I'm Jim's Guide. And we're thinking you're Eliot's Guide."
Prompt: 080. Track ( ... )
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Word Count: 125
Pairing/Rating: G
Warnings: ---
Parker watched with a delighted expression as her two kids piled on top of Hardison and started tickling him. Every time Hardison managed to capture one or two of the hands tickling him, the other two managed to find their way to his ribcage and make him lose his hold agian. Hardison tried, but there was only so much he could do without hurting either of the children.
"Uncle!" Hardison cried. "I give up! Let Uncle Alec sit up, okay?"
Kim and Jo exchanged a look. Kim shook her head slightly.
"No mercy!" Jo declared.
With a war cry, they started tickling Hardison again.
Hardison, between bouts of laughter, reached out for Parker. "Help me!" he gasped pathetically.
Parker snorted and reached for her camera.
Prompt: 061. Race ( ... )
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Word Count: 110
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, G
Warnings: ---
"Parker!"
"What?" Parker asked, lips setting into a pout.
"Don't feed him from the table!"
"But he's hungry!"
"No, he's not. He's just begging for scraps. He had a full meal earlier."
"But--" Parker reached down to pick up the puppy. She held him up and looked at Eliot accusingly. "Look at his eyes!"
The puppy squirmed in Parker's arms, his legs flailing and his nose twitching. Then he blinked sleepily and yawned, looking absolutely adorable.
Eliot sighed. "You're not keeping the dog."
"But they just left him there. He needs someone to take care of him!"
"Let me ask you something: who takes care of you?"
"You do."
"Exactly!"
Prompt: 057. Repeat ( ... )
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Word Count: 130
Pairing/Rating: no rating, PG
Warnings: Not shown but mentioned in the text: someone is drugged against their will
Hardison woke up and groaned. He felt terrible. Everything hurt. Not to mention that the concrete floor wasn't really the most comfort-- concrete floor?
Hardison cracked an eye open. He was in a small room with bare stone walls and a concrete floor. He blinked, but the image didn't change.
He couldn't remember a thing from the night before. In fact, the whole afternoon was a blur as well. They must have drugged him and brought him to this ...cell while he was unconscious.
Hardison checked his pockets. Empty. His ear bud was gone, too. Awesome.
You'd better come and get me, Hardison thought. He didn't really doubt the team, but the concrete floor was cold and hard and he's really rather sleep this hangover off in his own bed.
Prompt: 063. Coercion
Word Count: 227
Pairing/Rating: no pairing, R
Warnings: Implied attempted rape/sexual assault (not one of the main characters).
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