Lewis drabble challenge

Dec 30, 2013 14:50

Who wants to play a writing game?

Here's how it works:
  • I will post a drabble (drabble meaning a short fic of 100 words exactly)
  • The next person to play will write another drabble starting with the last word of the drabble I post
  • The next person after that must start their drabble with the last word of the previous one
  • ...and so on and so on
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wendymr December 31 2013, 13:29:50 UTC
“Mistletoe? Whose bright idea was that, sir?”

“Not sure. I think one of the PCs brought it in.”

“And stuck it up in the middle of the squadroom?” James shudders. “It’s completely unprofessional, sir.”

“Oh, I don’t know.” Lewis smirks. “Makes the place look a bit more festive, doesn’t it?”

“If it were considered absolutely necessary to make the place look festive,” James says, lips curling in distaste, “wouldn’t a sprig of holly do just as well?”

“You’re just worried Rajitha will catch you under it and pounce.” Lewis’s grin widens. “Cheer up - maybe you’ll get to snog Hooper instead.”

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flowerpotgirl January 1 2014, 14:40:29 UTC
Oh, and that's something I never wanted to picture!
James is definitely one to do his kissing in private.

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complexlight December 31 2013, 15:38:50 UTC
“Instead of speculating on who Hathaway may or may not kiss under the mistletoe Lewis, perhaps you could apply yourself to the report I was promised three hours ago?”

Lewis turns round, groaning inwardly. He’d no idea Innocent had been leaning against the doorframe, eavesdropping on him teasing James.

“Yes, Ma’am.”

James heads out of the office, blushing furiously, having conveniently found some urgent photocopying to do.

Innocent drops her voice. “One more thing, Lewis. I’d get in quick if I were you.”

“Ma’am?”

“Under the mistletoe. With Hathaway.”

Now it’s Lewis’ turn to blush.

“Is that an order, Ma’am?”

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wendymr December 31 2013, 16:00:18 UTC
Now that's a bit more like it - and makes me wonder if perhaps Innocent supplied the mistletoe! *g*

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flowerpotgirl January 1 2014, 15:01:42 UTC
A great idea to continue the story as well.
Poor James hates to be the centre of attention.

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uniquepov December 31 2013, 16:39:20 UTC
“Ma’am.” Robbie doesn’t bother to hide his unhappiness, but there’s nothing else for it, so he heads back to the office he shares with James. James looks up inquisitively as he enters. “We’re in for it now,” he informs James. “Herself’s ordered us to join in.”

James groans and rolls his eyes.

“Never mind. There’s nothing we can do, so might as well make the best of it.”

James quirks an eyebrow. “How do you propose to do that?”

“Quick run to Tesco’s for Secret Santa supplies,” Robbie rejoins. “Maybe we’ll even find you a new pair of lavender socks.”

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complexlight December 31 2013, 17:31:55 UTC
The socks are in play! Woohoo!

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flowerpotgirl January 1 2014, 15:07:35 UTC
I've missed the socks.

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thesmallhobbit December 31 2013, 17:36:34 UTC
Socks, Hathaway thought miserably, could be replaced quite easily, shoes were rather more expensive. He prodded ineffectively in the muddy area he was standing in, hoping vaguely that he could find the shoe that had been sucked off his foot, but to no avail. And if his shoe, only recently lost, had vanished, there was little chance of finding a murder weapon thrown into the quagmire.

“Any luck?” Lewis called out from the safety of the path.

“Not a chance.”

“Get yourself out then.”

Hathaway trailed miserably back to join his boss, hoping nothing else would go wrong that afternoon.

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flowerpotgirl January 1 2014, 15:09:09 UTC
He seems to have a knack for ending up messy, or maybe it's just that the junior officer gets the dirty jobs.

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thesmallhobbit January 2 2014, 22:31:58 UTC
The junior officer is privileged to volunteer for the dirty jobs ;)

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b37d45 December 31 2013, 17:54:48 UTC
"Afternoon?" James clarified, confused by the old lady's statement.

"Yes sergeant, that is what I said."

"But, Mr Collinson said he was here in the morning. That's what he told us."

"No sergeant. He was definitely here in the afternoon." She continued, "I offered him some fruit cake, and I only got bought that at midday."

"Thank you Mrs Connor." James said, heading back towards Lewis, waiting in their office.

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"You look happy," Robbie said, seeing James' smug little grin.

"Bang goes Collinson's alibi sir. Outsmarted by a fruit cake."

"That's no way to talk about a witness sergeant."

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thesmallhobbit December 31 2013, 17:59:13 UTC
Brilliant!

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flowerpotgirl January 1 2014, 15:10:37 UTC
But I bet it applies to a few. People can be weird.

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