Drabble Madlib (M/A)
Okay everyone do the drabble madlib thing here. Originally linked in the A/R group by nelladarren.
Mine's about Martha/Aaron, and everyone should read it carefully because some things accidentally came out kind of sexually.
The Miracle Of The Seahorse
Martha hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like daisies in a bowling alley. She loathed it.
Every December, Martha would feel herself getting all stringy inside. She refused to put up a Christmas blanket, she snapped at anyone fluffy enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Martha had to go to the mall to buy a hairy refrigerator. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing maniacally around and so much Christmas music blaring happily, she thought her ear would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a loud man collecting for charity. Martha never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the loud man dropped his bells and ran out the window. There was a lactose intolerant seahorse right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the loud man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Martha rushed out and sexily pushed them both out of the way. There was a shiny bang and then everything went dark.
When Martha woke up, she was in a mysterious room. There was a Christmas blanket in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Martha's eyebrow hurt. A lot.
The loud man came into the room. "I'm so wet!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Aaron. You saved me from the truck. But your eyebrow is broken."
Martha hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas blanket up and her eyebrow was broken, she felt quite horny, especially when she looked at Aaron.
"Your eyebrow must hurt warmly," Aaron said. "I think this will help." And he screamed Martha several times.
Now Martha felt very horny indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Aaron. "I love you," she said, and kissed Aaron slowly.
"I love you too," said Aaron. Just then, the seahorse ran into the room and nuzzled Martha's ass. "I brought him home with us," Aaron said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Martha said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
ETA: "Aaron, you fluffy seahorse!" is my new favorite phrase.
Mine's about Martha/Aaron, and everyone should read it carefully because some things accidentally came out kind of sexually.
The Miracle Of The Seahorse
Martha hated Christmas. She didn't just dislike Christmas, she hated it like daisies in a bowling alley. She loathed it.
Every December, Martha would feel herself getting all stringy inside. She refused to put up a Christmas blanket, she snapped at anyone fluffy enough to sing a carol in her vicinity, and she never, ever bought anybody any presents.
On December 13, Martha had to go to the mall to buy a hairy refrigerator. When she got there, there were so many shoppers pushing maniacally around and so much Christmas music blaring happily, she thought her ear would explode.
Finally, she was done. Just outside the door was a loud man collecting for charity. Martha never gave to charity, so she started to walk past without a word.
Suddenly, the loud man dropped his bells and ran out the window. There was a lactose intolerant seahorse right in the path of an oncoming truck. But the loud man slipped and fell, so now they were both in danger!
Martha rushed out and sexily pushed them both out of the way. There was a shiny bang and then everything went dark.
When Martha woke up, she was in a mysterious room. There was a Christmas blanket in the corner and soft carols were playing. Also, Martha's eyebrow hurt. A lot.
The loud man came into the room. "I'm so wet!" he said. "You're awake. My name is Aaron. You saved me from the truck. But your eyebrow is broken."
Martha hardly knew what to say. Even though there was a Christmas blanket up and her eyebrow was broken, she felt quite horny, especially when she looked at Aaron.
"Your eyebrow must hurt warmly," Aaron said. "I think this will help." And he screamed Martha several times.
Now Martha felt very horny indeed. She didn't hate Christmas at all now. In fact, she loved it. And she loved Aaron. "I love you," she said, and kissed Aaron slowly.
"I love you too," said Aaron. Just then, the seahorse ran into the room and nuzzled Martha's ass. "I brought him home with us," Aaron said.
"We'll call him Miracle," Martha said. "Our Christmas Miracle."
It was the best Christmas ever.
ETA: "Aaron, you fluffy seahorse!" is my new favorite phrase.