Welcome to TMR Day...
Title: A Special Day
Author: Rochvelleth
Characters: Much, Robin
Rating: PG
Genre: Flash fic
Words: 186
Disclaimer: Robin owns Much, completely
Notes: Started off as TMR Day stuff and became a (sanctioned) Intercomm entry :)
Much was sleeping peacefully, and dreaming about cheese, when he started to shake. As he came round, he realised someone was shaking him, tenderly but with some force.
“Master!” Much cried, realising it was Robin, and blinking away the last bit of sleep. Much eluded Robin’s grasp and sprang to his feet. “What is it? Is there trouble? I overslept again! I’m sorry, Master!”
“Calm down, Much!” Robin said, now sitting in the vacant space where Much had been sleeping. “There’s nothing wrong.”
“Well I overslept and now you’ve had no breakfast...” Much trailed off. He realised he could smell the distinct aroma of cooking flesh. He sniffed. Goose, he thought. Or rabbit. Probably squirrel...
“You’re not to do anything,” Robin said, getting up and putting an arm around his friend. “Because today is your day. You celebrate my birthday every year, yet you have none of your own! So this is going to be your special day from now on.”
Much blinked, wondering if he was dreaming. And then he threw his arms around Robin in celebration. There were tears of joy in his eyes.
So let's celebrate Much's special day! :D
Quick note: I have to leave the internet now, so I'll probably catch up with the TMR Day lovelies tomorrow. But thank you to everyone taking part!
Author: Rochvelleth
Characters: Much, Robin
Rating: PG
Genre: Flash fic
Words: 186
Disclaimer: Robin owns Much, completely
Notes: Started off as TMR Day stuff and became a (sanctioned) Intercomm entry :)
Much was sleeping peacefully, and dreaming about cheese, when he started to shake. As he came round, he realised someone was shaking him, tenderly but with some force.
“Master!” Much cried, realising it was Robin, and blinking away the last bit of sleep. Much eluded Robin’s grasp and sprang to his feet. “What is it? Is there trouble? I overslept again! I’m sorry, Master!”
“Calm down, Much!” Robin said, now sitting in the vacant space where Much had been sleeping. “There’s nothing wrong.”
“Well I overslept and now you’ve had no breakfast...” Much trailed off. He realised he could smell the distinct aroma of cooking flesh. He sniffed. Goose, he thought. Or rabbit. Probably squirrel...
“You’re not to do anything,” Robin said, getting up and putting an arm around his friend. “Because today is your day. You celebrate my birthday every year, yet you have none of your own! So this is going to be your special day from now on.”
Much blinked, wondering if he was dreaming. And then he threw his arms around Robin in celebration. There were tears of joy in his eyes.
So let's celebrate Much's special day! :D
Quick note: I have to leave the internet now, so I'll probably catch up with the TMR Day lovelies tomorrow. But thank you to everyone taking part!