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Tweak says, "get them nice and wet"

Mot (motley_sis) wrote,
@ 2008-11-30 22:39:00

Entry tags:

* fiction, * mini-fic, - cheese, char: duo maxwell, char: trowa barton/no-name, fandom: gundam wing, ljcom: 5sentence_fic

[mini-fics] Trowa & Duo [16--20 / 25]
5 Sentence Fics
[ Trowa & Duo - 01—05 | 06—10 | 11—15 | 16—20 | 21—25 ]

Characters: Trowa & Duo. Mentions of various - 17: Heero, 18: Wufei & OMC Carter, 20: Wufei + OC.
Rating: G to PG-13
Warnings: Here and there some course language.
Disclaimer: here.

16 Looking Out For Each Other

"You're welcome to crash here," Duo said for the fifth time, straining his voice to be heard above the loud thunder.

Trowa smiled and stood up; he had already told Duo he did not mind the rain and would leave as soon as the worst of the thunder was over. He brought the glasses they had used to the kitchen, with a rambling Duo in his wake; according to Duo (you know, with the weird-ass shit that had happened to them thus far), the odds of one of 'em being hit by lightning did not seem all that slim.

Trowa leaned against the kitchen counter and watched his restless friend trying to convince him he would not feel comfortable sending a guest of his out in this sort of nasty weather – and jump, wide-eyed, at the next whopper of a thunder strike.

"Okay, okay," Trowa said, raising his hands in defeat and smiling, "if you're really that concerned for ..my safety.., I'll stay."

17 Cheesy Scene

Heero had not yet arrived when Trowa rang Duo's doorbell, sporting a crate of beer and on his arm a spherical cheese weighing at least three pounds.

"Whoa," Duo exclaimed, "You got your hands on Old Edam?"

Trowa grinned with a raised eyebrow and brought the treasure to the kitchen.

"You should wrap the cheese in this," he instructed Duo, presenting a roll off wax paper, "after you cut it, so it won't spoil."

"You gotta be kidding me;" Duo replied, in awe of the cheese, "even if we'd manage to hide it from Heero, it wouldn't last long enough to spoil."

18 War Pigs, Peace Pigs

Wriggling his way through the crowd at the marketplace, Trowa had automatically accepted a pamphlet from a sweet-looking girl; today, there would be a festive opening of a special exhibition at one of the city's biggest museums.
Raising a questioning eyebrow, he passed the pamphlet on to Duo, who had finally managed his way out of the throng of people as well.

"Hey, I know this Carter kid," Duo snorted when he studied the picture on the front side of the leaflet, "he's the cheeky new recruit that got Wufei dismissed from his position as instructor by driving him far enough to lose his temper, the little firebrand bastard."

"That explains why Chang has been in such a bad mood lately," Trowa replied softly, "but do you want to check out this Tribute to Peace?"

"Oh Hell, why not," Duo grinned, a devious spark in his eyes, "says here kids up to age seventeen can earn their own plastic Preventers badge in a one afternoon boot camp, led by none other than Instructor Carter…"

19 Gravity Calls

"Just a sec, I can't hear you," Duo said and moved towards the screen; for a couple of seconds, Trowa was treated to a wobbly close-up of a formerly-black Tee and a deafening composition of squeaks and amplified tapping.
When Duo sat back down and saluted in good humour, Trowa noticed the vid-phone was not in its usual surroundings.

"Don't tell me why we are on your bed," he said, shaking his head slightly, "just give me the heads-up on our pool…"

"Sure thing," Duo grinned, gave Trowa a nice visual of his wine-red pair of loose-fitting boxers and disappeared from the bouncing view; when a paper sheet, a hand, and a knee reappeared on screen a couple of seconds later, the room rapidly tilted.

He heard Duo curse and mutter something unintelligible about unholy video games and treacherous sock balls, before his apologetic face appeared, framed by strands of hair that reached forward and touched the screen, uttering an awkward "You alright?"

20 Emergency Call

Trowa had just put down his book and was about to switch off his night light, when the phone rang for a second time this evening.
(Duo, in an uncharacteristic bout of holiday anxiety, had called earlier to ask him if he thought it might be possible he had left the gas on at home; since Duo had used his furnace last the night before he left, to make hot cocoa, Trowa had not thought it likely.)

"Tro, I just remembered and need a major favour," he heard when he picked up his cell, "break into my apartment, or arrange my funeral."

Roused by the urgency in Duo's voice, Trowa shot upright and asked what was wrong.

"Totally forgot to give Wufei those theatre tickets I swore I'd get him for his date next Saturday…"

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	ederyn 2008-11-30 10:46 pm UTC (link)
	Yayzors that NaNo is finally over with so I can do things like read again! Some of these are giving me ideas for fics, but not until I finish that annoying Gravi fic and a GW rewrite xmas ficcie. keeps reading these (Reply to this) (Thread)

motley_sis
2008-12-01 09:51 am UTC (link)

Oh, that's right: Congrats on surviving NaNo! Glad to have you back in the Land of the Readers and Fandom Writers! *throws confetti* .:;::\(^O^)/::.:.::.

In re-reading, I am intrigued by some of these ficlings myself. Most of them are a bit dopey, but some have already lead to Greater Things – like #12, which was the cornerstone of Truth-Bender.

Been thinking about your idea to Team Up and write for the 100-word-challenge comm here at IJ. If the rules there are too strict and too plentiful, I could start a playground-comm here where we can make up our own rules for a mini-fic (of 100 words, 250 syllables, or 5 sentences) battle..?

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	ederyn 2008-12-01 10:08 am UTC (link)
	Ooooh! You could do that anyway, I'd totally join! I haven't heard anything about gundam_100 lately so I'd forgotten all about it. Hee! (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

motley_sis
2008-12-01 06:46 pm UTC (link)

¬-(^>¬^<_`) ^{bwaaahahahaha!} Your Wuffles icon! *points and chokes*

Okay! Will have to get into the spirit of writing mini-fics again first, though. *racks brain for ideas* So, what sort of game rules would appeal to you? Themes? Actual battles, where everyone's turn may not be more than 5 sentences (or 100 words) at a time? Rounds where certain things are forbidden, like adjectives? Waaaah!

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ederyn
2008-12-02 11:56 am UTC (link)

Hee! Those rules sound great to me! But if you're making your own asylum you don't necessarily have to limit the word count. Or maybe you could raise it to 500 or so? I dunno. *thinks and thinks* Maybe there could be a different challenge every week or month where one challenge is to write a single sentence or five sentences or some other amount that's different every time or pits one character against another and stuff? And the members will just never know what the challenge and the word count is going to be? *thinks some more* I honestly don't know what gives people bunnies to write so I'm no good at coming up with rules. Doh! I usually write fics without bunnies, simply by deciding to bring two characters together and then thinking up a situation that would make it plausible, at least to me. What do you suppose other writers would best respond to? *keeps thinking*

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motley_sis
2008-12-02 08:40 pm UTC (link)

No, that's true. But something would have to set yet another GW ficlet comm apart from the countless of others that have died lonely deaths. *ponders* I don't much like limitations myself, but guidelines (such as variations in format or themes) seem to help a bit, sometimes. Never met a plotbunny myself; my fics seem to be conceived and born the same way as yours. So no, I cannot exactly say what it is that stirs other writers.

*thinks* How about calling the new comm

gw_minifics and allow for inconsequential little ficcies of up to about 500 words? Or

gw_kooky and bid the hilariously funny masses to write side-splitting bits of crack? *sprains braincells* Or name it

gw_playground and play fic-varieties of tag, dodge-ball and spin-the-bottle? Problem with games is that you have to be sure people will participate and not disappear. Too much of a commitment for most, including myself, I'm afraid.

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ederyn
2008-12-02 10:15 pm UTC (link)

Yesh, though I never really lose interest in the comms I belong to, even when they die. When I DO lose interest for real I always leave them because my ridiculous OCD makes me hate seeing them in my profile every day. Hee! But it rarely happens that I leave a comm. Other people never seem to, even when they leave the fandom. Weird! Anyway, I like the name

gw_minifics and it doesn't limit people to just crack fics or happy fics. For some strange reason I'm totally a happy person in real life, but on paper I usually tend toward the dark side. Doh! Oooh, I love that avatar! Trowa's so smexy when he's thinking. Hee!

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	ederyn 2008-12-02 10:17 pm UTC (link)
	Oh! But you don't have to choose that name just because I like it. I'll love whatever you pick. Truly! (Reply to this) (Parent)