Drabbles

[alphabet26]

I commented on a couple of these posts, so, you know, turnabout's fair play.

The first TEN people to comment in this post get to request a drabble of any pairing/character of their choosing from me. In return, they have to post this in their journal. Nah, you don't have to post this. Although feel free to, of course!

Comments

[maidenjedi]

I sadly have not gotten yours done yet (I've reserved time this afternoon for it!!) but I'm going to request a little Sam/Ainsley, prompt "snowshoes."

;-)

[alphabet26]

Snowshoes? You have no idea how much time I spent Googling snowshoes and snowshoeing and lodges close to D.C. ;) You know, I think this is the first time I've written WW fic. I hope you like this

[maidenjedi]

YAY!!!!!

Aww, they are so cute. I love how you get Ainsley talking so much even within the restraint of a drabble. :-D Very them and very cute. Thank you!!!

[alphabet26]

Thank you! I'm so glad you liked it. Ainsley's a chatterbox, no way around it. It was very fun to write.

[queenriley]

Oh oh oh! Me me me! I want one!

I want... um... I want... oh! I want something about Neville. Just Neville. No romance, just Neville being Neville, either when he's very young or during his teaching years. :D

[alphabet26]

Neville. Man. I am intimidated by the level of awesome that is Neville, so this was hard. I hope you like it!

*****
Neville loved playing with Dad's wand. Not casting spells--Neville knew he couldn't do that--but making the sparks when he swished it, that was always fun. It made Neville feel good, connected to Dad, like the wrappers connected him to Mum.

"Neville!"

Neville dropped the wand at Gran's voice.

"You know better. That is not a toy," she said severely, picking it up.

"I--I wasn't. I know. I just..." He faltered at Gran's sharp look. "It's Dad's," he finally said.

Gran seemed to soften a bit. "It'll be yours someday, when you go to Hogwarts."

When. But Neville had never done anything magical, not ever. He only had three years before it was time for Hogwarts, and he didn't know what he'd do if he wound up a Squib

[queenriley]

Aw, sweet and sad and lovely all at once. Thank you!

[hildigunnur]

I kind of want to see you write Dean. If you need a prompt, how about "movies"?

[alphabet26]

::whistles innocently:: I have written some Dean POV stuff before, if you want to take a look at some of my older fics. ::coughs:: I'm just saying. And actually...

Yeah, this is funny, I wrote a Dean POV drabble about a movie the last time I did that music drabble writing thing. The song was "Snakes on a Plane," so you know. Had to. Here's the link.

But I am happy to write more Dean fic! The world needs it, frankly. I'm just a bit of a comment whore is all. ;)

[alphabet26]

You probably thought I forgot about you. But I did not! I just had a lot of trouble with this for some reason. I don't know. I hope you like it.

I see this as set early early season 1. Also, it somehow seemed to be more about music than movies. Sorry.

*****
All right, Sam'd been staring moodily at the scenery for long enough, Dean decided. "Wouldn't it be cool to have a soundtrack in real life?" he said.

Sam stared at Dean blankly. "Huh?"

"A soundtrack."

Sam tapped the box of tapes with his foot. "What are these?"

"No, I mean, like, movie magic soundtrack. You know, rock music plays when we drive into town, good mood music when we're entertaining the ladies--"

"I don't think The Bad Touch qualifies as mood music," Sam cut in.

"Yes, I'm Siskel, yes I'm Ebert, and you're getting two thumbs up," Dean recited.

Sam rolled his eyes and looked out the window again.

Dean rolled his eyes. He wasn't going to spend the next three hundred miles trying to amuse himself by looking for state license plates while Emo Boy moped out the

[hildigunnur]

I loved it. Absolutely loved it. Dean quoting The Bloodhound Gang makes me happy. (Everything that reminds me that Dean is supposed to be the same age as me, is awesome).

[lady_sarai]

I can never resist these. Hit me up. Do I really need to pick something? ;) Can I say surprise me, or will you take the chance to try to lure me into Supernatural again? (I think I'm doomed at this point. Zoe compared Dean and Sam to Dick and Tim, and their father to Bruce. Gyah. Winchesters=Bats, so says Zoe and Katt. NO FAIR GOING FOR MY VULNERABLE SPOTS.)

But if you want something more specific, hmmm... Something with Grey's? Or Digimon, for nostalgia. ;) OR NO, NEVER MIND. MAYBE HEROES? I DON'T KNOOOOOOOOW. CLEARLY I CANNOT DECIDE. I CANNOT EVEN DECIDE WHICH ICON TO USE! SIGH.

[lady_sarai]

(This was my other icon choice.)

[alphabet26]

Can I say surprise me, or will you take the chance to try to lure me into Supernatural again?

Hee, the only thing I could think to do is maybe have a Grey's drabble where they're watching SPN, and that's just silly--

Hmm...

Nah. ;)

Zoe compared Dean and Sam to Dick and Tim, and their father to Bruce. Gyah. Winchesters=Bats, so says Zoe and Katt.

That is not wrong. It's not a perfect analogy, but yeah.

Mwaha, you're so giving in this summer. Yay! :D :D :D

[alphabet26]

So, I, uh, just rewatched that last five minutes. Man. Remember how awesome Izzie and George were? Remember, they decided they were going to be doers and "Oh, right now. Okay" and BURKE. I think I could probably get in to Grey's again if I just convinced myself seasons 1 and 2 were one show and then from season 3 forward, it was a totally new show, like a reboot or something.

Anyway. Here is what I came up with for you.

*****
"I want to go sledding," Izzie announced.

George glanced out the window. He swore he could see the heat rising from the pavement. Seattle wasn't supposed to get this hot. Muggy, sure. Humid, definitely. But just hot? Not fair.

Izzie snapped her fingers at him, bringing him back. "Sledding, George. I want to go."

George rolled his eyes. "Well, good luck with that, Iz. I hear it's winter in the southern hemisphere. Maybe someone in Argentina will go sledding with you."

"That's funny. You're funny, George. Very funny guy."

It was too hot to even banter, really. "Yeah. Do my best."

"It's hot, George," Izzie