[Original: Drabble] "The Monsters Came" [Zeke Jones, G]
Title: The Monsters Came
Prompt: writerverse challenge #28 May table of doom
Lyric(s) Used: “And a vampire drank all the kool-aid/And a witch chased off the cat” (“Big Trouble” by Trout Fishing in America)
Word Count: 228
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: original ( Zeke Jones ‘verse)
Summary: Zeke has an unexpected guest.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
The Monsters Came
“Don’t move,” I growled, at the witch standing in my tiny kitchen, and I must have been hanging around Howell too long, because it actually worked, and she sank silently into a chair.
With a parting glare, I headed for my bedroom, kneeling beside the bed to peer underneath it. “Hey, Sammy,” I whispered. “You okay?”
My not-so-little-anymore fairy cat crept out from behind a sweater I hadn’t been able to find the week before, to bump against my arm. “It’s all right,” I said, and scooped her up. “You stay here, and I’ll see what the scary lady wants, okay?”
Samhain licked my fingers and curled up on my bedspread. I went back into the kitchen and frowned at the witch, a Miss Louise Brynn.
“Another of my sisters hurt you, didn’t she?” Louise asked.
“One gave me a hard time, yeah,” I agreed. “But I’m willing to let you make your own impression on me.”
She smiled. “We’re not all bad, I promise.”
I crossed to the counter. “Can I get you something to drink?”
“Something non-alcoholic?” said Louise.
“I’ve got…” I said, opening the fridge. “No, I drank all the kool-aid. Water or orange juice?”
“Water is fine.”
I poured her a cup, then one for myself, and sat at the table across from her. “Okay,” I said, “tell me why you came to me…”
THE END
Current Mood:
grumpy
Prompt: writerverse challenge #28 May table of doom
Lyric(s) Used: “And a vampire drank all the kool-aid/And a witch chased off the cat” (“Big Trouble” by Trout Fishing in America)
Word Count: 228
Rating: G
Original/Fandom: original ( Zeke Jones ‘verse)
Summary: Zeke has an unexpected guest.
Note(s): originally posted to the writerverse wv_library
The Monsters Came
“Don’t move,” I growled, at the witch standing in my tiny kitchen, and I must have been hanging around Howell too long, because it actually worked, and she sank silently into a chair.
With a parting glare, I headed for my bedroom, kneeling beside the bed to peer underneath it. “Hey, Sammy,” I whispered. “You okay?”
My not-so-little-anymore fairy cat crept out from behind a sweater I hadn’t been able to find the week before, to bump against my arm. “It’s all right,” I said, and scooped her up. “You stay here, and I’ll see what the scary lady wants, okay?”
Samhain licked my fingers and curled up on my bedspread. I went back into the kitchen and frowned at the witch, a Miss Louise Brynn.
“Another of my sisters hurt you, didn’t she?” Louise asked.
“One gave me a hard time, yeah,” I agreed. “But I’m willing to let you make your own impression on me.”
She smiled. “We’re not all bad, I promise.”
I crossed to the counter. “Can I get you something to drink?”
“Something non-alcoholic?” said Louise.
“I’ve got…” I said, opening the fridge. “No, I drank all the kool-aid. Water or orange juice?”
“Water is fine.”
I poured her a cup, then one for myself, and sat at the table across from her. “Okay,” I said, “tell me why you came to me…”
THE END
Current Mood:
grumpy