Charloft 100 Drabbles of Summer!

May 29, 2012 00:42

charloft's annual 100 Drabbles of Summer is underway. Grab a table at this post and join us for the drabble writing fun.


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Drabble 6 - A Picture Together (Pete) charisma June 9 2012, 23:20:17 UTC
There's a picture of Pete and Tatja together. Sitting in their folk art class, sharing a paint pot. It's a shade Tatja told him was teal. They've got aprons on. Hers is frilly (it smelled like baked goods); his reads Kiss the Chef (she didn't). They're both smiling, their shoulders in comfortable proximity.

"You folks look good," the art teacher said when she snapped it. Tatja'd blushed, Pete'd stammered a thank you. She emailed it to them.

Pete printed, framed, and hung it.

When visiting Tatja's house, he discovers she's done the same.

That's when he knows she likes him too.

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Drabble 7 - Raft ( Hans ) charisma June 22 2012, 01:00:29 UTC
"Come swimming with us, Uncle Hans--" In Argentina, always, he says no.

Hans feels strange, weightless in water. Lost in the vastness.

In California, there are beach trips he is invited to.

"Come swimming with us." One excuse or another.

But when Jonas asks, offers they can take a raft, go at night--- what can he do but say yes?

There they float, on a tiny inflatable island under a sea of stars.

Hans dips a hand into the black water, feels the weight of eternity lift if only for a little while.

There are things more infinite than he.

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Drabble 8 - Clambake (Iggy) charisma July 2 2012, 03:10:55 UTC
Iggy's parents take him and Connie down the shore for the weekend. It's indulgent, while he's got so much work to do - but maybe that's why they take him.

So he can have a rest. Be just their son, just Connie's brother.

They dig for clams on the beach, poke long sticks down into the mud. Iggy's left his weapons at home, left his eyeliner and earrings too. In swimtrunks, his bare feet squishing in the mud - he's just a boy at the beach.

For a weekend, they can play normal.

Dad steams clams. Mom sunbathes. Connie swims.

Iggy smiles.

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Drabble 9 - Sour (Juice) charisma July 2 2012, 03:27:39 UTC
"Ugh!" Juice spits his drink. It tastes like biting into a lemon rind. Wurst Case Scenario had a few...issues running smoothly. Things were complicated by the fact that the guy they'd hired to run the stand didn't speak much English.

"EIN DRINK," Juice said loudly and carefully, as if that would help Anton understand him. "IS SOUR, KRAUT."

"Nein," Anton said, shaking his head. "Das Getränk wird Limonade."

"SOUR." Juice repeated, making a pucker face.

"Sauer? Bitter, ja?" Anton handed over something that would help. The tin of sugar.

"Dude... this is what we get for not using mix."

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10. Smoothie (Heck) charisma July 2 2012, 03:42:39 UTC
"Come on Heck, just try it--" Charmaine urged, holding up the mixture. The color and texture screamed FRUIT in a disturbingly healthy way. She'd concocted the mess in the blender, scraped it off the sides and put it into a glass with a straw plopped into the thick liquid.

"Does it contain any coffee?" Heck asked. Though he already knew the answer, he took the glass.

Charmaine snorted. "Just drink it."

"This looks like something I've been slimed with...." Heck jabbed the viscous concoction with his straw.

"Dr. Merryweather said you need to eat healthier."

Heck sighed, then slurped.

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