Fanfic - Mimi/Maureen - 053 Earth
Title: It's Dirt
Characters: Mimi, Muareen and mentions of Joanne
Prompt: 053 Earth
Word Count (if fiction): 148
Rating: G
Summary: Maureen and Mimi discuss life, sort of.
Author's Notes: I own no one. Also, the entire story was prompted by the Cosby Show, I used their words to the best of my memory. So if anyone from that show reads this, thanks for letting me borrow it.
“This is so not my idea of a good time,” Maureen said. “Then why are you doing it?” Mimi asked her. “Because Joanne did stuff for me and in return I have to do gardening.” “And you don’t like gardening,” Mimi said venturing a guess. Maureen nodded and smiled. “But honey, it’s life!” “It’s Earth and disgusting and if this is life, then why is it that my mother used ot get mad when I tracked “life” into the house?” Maureen asked. Mimi laughed and took Maureen’s hand gently in hers. She removed the glove she was wearing, made a mound of dirt and plunged both of their hands in it. “Now, tell me what you feel in this life?” Mimi said. Maureen rolled her eyes and felt around a little. “EW!!!” Maureen shrieked pulling her hand back. “What? What?” Mimi asked. “A Worm, I felt a worm!”
Characters: Mimi, Muareen and mentions of Joanne
Prompt: 053 Earth
Word Count (if fiction): 148
Rating: G
Summary: Maureen and Mimi discuss life, sort of.
Author's Notes: I own no one. Also, the entire story was prompted by the Cosby Show, I used their words to the best of my memory. So if anyone from that show reads this, thanks for letting me borrow it.
“This is so not my idea of a good time,” Maureen said. “Then why are you doing it?” Mimi asked her. “Because Joanne did stuff for me and in return I have to do gardening.” “And you don’t like gardening,” Mimi said venturing a guess. Maureen nodded and smiled. “But honey, it’s life!” “It’s Earth and disgusting and if this is life, then why is it that my mother used ot get mad when I tracked “life” into the house?” Maureen asked. Mimi laughed and took Maureen’s hand gently in hers. She removed the glove she was wearing, made a mound of dirt and plunged both of their hands in it. “Now, tell me what you feel in this life?” Mimi said. Maureen rolled her eyes and felt around a little. “EW!!!” Maureen shrieked pulling her hand back. “What? What?” Mimi asked. “A Worm, I felt a worm!”