Drabbles Ahoy
Info That Applies to All Drabbles
Author: tafidadarling
Fandom: Criminal Minds which belongs to CBS. Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog which belongs to Timescience Bloodclub.
Pairing(s)/Character(s): It's a clustercuss. First - Billy Second - Hotch/Garcia Third - Morgan/Reid Fourth - Horrible/Hammer sort of.
Rating: FRT.
Notes: First three are prompts from staringout . The last one is the "when we dance" prompt from 100wordstories . Enjoy.
Cross posted to 100wordstories, bau_fic, cm_slash, horrible_fic, hotch_garcia, morganreid_cm and rarepairs_cm.
Prompt: #596 - write about the time your character felt nothing at all
Billy sat still, staring blankly into the webcam. He no longer felt the need to blog. Nothing mattered now that Penny was gone. He hadn't even realized that he forgot to put on his Dr. Horrible costume. He could care less if his secret identity was revealed.
He deftly switched on the camera and took a deep breath. He was silent for a long while before the words finally came to him.
"I finally made it into the ELE," he said quietly. He could feel the tears begin to well up in his eyes. "It doesn't matter anymore. This will be my last entry, so to say. I don't feel like blogging anymore. I don't feel much of anything."
Prompt: #593 - write about the mysterious trail of glitter
The door closed swiftly behind Hotch. He learned against its frame and sighed. It had been a tough case and he was just glad to be home. All he wanted was to curl up with Garcia on the couch and laugh at her cheesy jokes.
When he opened his eyes again, he noticed something shining in the corner of his peripheral vision. Upon inspection, he realized it was a trail of glitter leading up the stairs.
'What is she doing now?' he thought as he followed it to the bedroom door. He slowly pushed it open to find Garcia lying on the bed.
"Welcome home stud," she cooed.
"You could have just told me to meet you upstairs when we talked on the phone," he said loosening his tie.
"Oh, but that wouldn't have been any fun."
He pounced on the bed and kissed her. "I'm not cleaning that all up."
Picture Prompt: #610 - an umbrella with hearts underneath it
The rain pounded loudly on the umbrella Reid balanced in his hands along with his shoulder bag and what must have been his 20th cup of coffee.
He was waiting on the corner for the last bus of the day. He was spending more and more time at the office it seemed. He wasn't the only one, though, as he watched Morgan leave the building.
"No umbrella?" Reid asked across the lot.
Morgan looked up and smiled. "I only have to walk to my car," he replied. "Waiting for the bus?"
"Yeah," Reid shivered and sipped his coffee.
"I could give you a ride," Morgan suggested. "It's cold and damp and who knows how long you'll have to wait."
"Approximately 15.4 more minutes," Reid said glancing at his watch. No easy feat considering and it resulted in him dropping the umbrella. "Oh great," he mumbled.
Laughing, Morgan strode over and picked the umbrella up and held it over their heads.
"You sure you'd rather wait now?" he asked.
"No, I'd rather not wait anymore," Reid whispered. He leaned in toward Morgan, for body heat he told himself. But then he was kissing Morgan. The umbrella fell again and was forgotten.
Prompt: when we dance
He was no longer Dr. Horrible when he was being shoved up against a wall. At times like this, he was Billy again, getting into fights on the playground. He never was good at fist-to-fist combat.
When Captain Hammer delivered the punches, however, it was different. It was almost like a dance. They would circle each other before Hammer would take the lead. Right now, The Up Against the Wall While Simultaneously Kicking was one of his favourites.
Sure, Horrible ended up the lady in the dance but Hammer was the one who knew all the moves.