Lauren (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} blackjedii) wrote in ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} wk_100,@ 2004-12-15 19:59:00 |
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Graduation / Anniversary / Santa
Title: Graduation
Word Count: 100
Team: Schwarz
Characters: young-Brad
He took off his graduation cap and watched his fellow students cheer. High school had ended - they had made it.
“Hey! Brad!” one of the girls rushed over to him, looking exuberant, “What are you going to do now? You never said!”
“I’m going to join an assassin group owned by an evil organization, move to Japan and manipulate a politician, and then betray said organization and let a group of pathetic Japanese flower boys kill them.”
She looked confused.
Brad corrected himself, giving her a ‘couldn‘t you see I‘m joking‘ smile. “I’m going to Disneyworld.”
She smiled.
Idiot.
Title: Anniversary
Word Count: 100
Team: Schwarz
Characters: Brad and Schuldig
Author's Notes: Hints of C/S
“What exactly is this for?” Crawford asked as he stared at the bottles of wine on the table.
“It’s our tenth mission together,” Schuldig grinned and held up a glass, “and we haven’t killed each other.”
“Although you did try to take me to that club…”
“Recreation! Recreation! You needed it!” Crawford frowned as a glass full of whiskey was shoved at him. “Drink up!”
He was feeling mellow, despite the surprise, so Crawford sat down and took a sip.
Schuldig watched him for a moment, and then leaned closer. “So… how many more missions until we can have sex?”
Title: Santa
Word Count: 100
Team: Schwarz
Characters: Brad, Schuldig, and Nagi
Author's Notes: Hints of C/S (one day I'll write another pairing, really!) and Nagi being annoyed by stupidity
“I’m not doing it.” Nagi said flatly.
“Wanna bet?”
“I don’t care. I’m not doing it.”
“But every kid has to sit on Santa’s lap!”
“Did you?”
“Yeah, and I pulled his beard off.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
“You’re still doing it!”
Nagi turned to the Brad.
“I’m not getting in the middle of this.” the precog answered.
With a sigh of annoyance, Nagi turned and began to walk back to his room.
“So… can I sit in your lap and tell you want I want now?”
“No.” Brad looked at Schuldig with a faint smirk, “You’ve been naughty.”
Title: Graduation
Word Count: 100
Team: Schwarz
Characters: young-Brad
He took off his graduation cap and watched his fellow students cheer. High school had ended - they had made it.
“Hey! Brad!” one of the girls rushed over to him, looking exuberant, “What are you going to do now? You never said!”
“I’m going to join an assassin group owned by an evil organization, move to Japan and manipulate a politician, and then betray said organization and let a group of pathetic Japanese flower boys kill them.”
She looked confused.
Brad corrected himself, giving her a ‘couldn‘t you see I‘m joking‘ smile. “I’m going to Disneyworld.”
She smiled.
Idiot.
Title: Anniversary
Word Count: 100
Team: Schwarz
Characters: Brad and Schuldig
Author's Notes: Hints of C/S
“What exactly is this for?” Crawford asked as he stared at the bottles of wine on the table.
“It’s our tenth mission together,” Schuldig grinned and held up a glass, “and we haven’t killed each other.”
“Although you did try to take me to that club…”
“Recreation! Recreation! You needed it!” Crawford frowned as a glass full of whiskey was shoved at him. “Drink up!”
He was feeling mellow, despite the surprise, so Crawford sat down and took a sip.
Schuldig watched him for a moment, and then leaned closer. “So… how many more missions until we can have sex?”
Title: Santa
Word Count: 100
Team: Schwarz
Characters: Brad, Schuldig, and Nagi
Author's Notes: Hints of C/S (one day I'll write another pairing, really!) and Nagi being annoyed by stupidity
“I’m not doing it.” Nagi said flatly.
“Wanna bet?”
“I don’t care. I’m not doing it.”
“But every kid has to sit on Santa’s lap!”
“Did you?”
“Yeah, and I pulled his beard off.”
“Why doesn’t that surprise me?”
“You’re still doing it!”
Nagi turned to the Brad.
“I’m not getting in the middle of this.” the precog answered.
With a sigh of annoyance, Nagi turned and began to walk back to his room.
“So… can I sit in your lap and tell you want I want now?”
“No.” Brad looked at Schuldig with a faint smirk, “You’ve been naughty.”
