khriskin: (Labyrinth)
TITLE: Word of Mouth
FANDOM: Labyrinth
LENGTH/RATING: 100 words, PG
PAIRING/WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Fame is not always a good thing.


The Goblin King was getting tired of babies. True, the goblins were amusing, but it was so rare that he got to keep the squalling bundles of misery long enough to complete the spell. Thanks to that horrid movie he was now beset with siblings who wanted to run the Labyrinth and get them back. The book had been bad enough, but the movie? Jareth glared angrily at the three current brats that his minions were entertaining. If they didn’t want them, why did they always try and get them back? Damn David Bowie, and damn these blasted Mary Sues.

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khriskin: X-men Icon (X-men)
TITLE: Know When to Run
FANDOM: X-Men
LENGTH/RATING: 383 words, PG/Humor
SHIPS/WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em, know when to walk away...


"Nothing," declared Bishop as he threw the offending hand of cards on the table. "Perhaps this game is not as fun as you insisted." He gave Gambit a withering look which the Cajun ignored with his usual charm.

"Mon ami, don't you trust me?" Gambit grinned, not at all innocently, as he scooped up the assorted pile of candy from the center of the table.

"Only as far as I c'n throw ya," Cannonball muttered as he watched the last of his Skittles disappear into Gambit’s horde. "An trus' me, that ain't far enough."

Logan just smiled around his cigar.

"Perhaps another game might prove more," Hank searched for a neutral word, "entertaining."

"I just want my sour patch kids back." Bobby glared at Logan, who kept smiling. Logan's pile of candy wasn't quite as impressive as Gambit's, but it was close enough. Oddly, it seemed to consist mainly of sour patch kids.

"Der is always Seven-card Stud," Gambit had a disturbing twinkle in his eye that Logan mirrored. Bobby and Cannonball glared harder.

"How about Go Fish?" Jean suggested as she entered followed by Storm and several armloads of shopping bags.

"NO TELEPATHS!" the table objected, in chorus.

"Glad to know I'm loved." Jean rolled her eyes as she opened the plastic shopping bags she had been caring. "Anyone need refills?" The reply was instantaneous and rather loud. The bags were quickly distributed around the table, with the two obvious exceptions.

"I think you have plenty." Jean said as Gambit did his best impersonation of innocence. Logan didn't even try, he just kept smiling at Bobby. Jean gave him a measuring look and then decided it wasn't worth interfering. "Alright, since you don't want 'my kind' around, I'll be off." She gathered the empty bags and headed back out the door.

"Telepaths." grumbled Bishop, as he sorted through his newly bestowed horde of jawbreakers.

"So we switch to Go Fish?" Gambit asked, as he reached for another deck.

The rest of the group shrugged, anything was better than poker.

"Are we playin' pairs o' four, or pair's o' two?" Canonball asked, as he caught the cards tossed his way.

"Two pair." Storm suggested, waiting to look at the cards until the Cajun finished dealing.

Gambit shrugged, either way, that candy was his.

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khriskin: Harry Potter Icon (Harry Potter)
TITLE: Vengeance is Sweet
FANDOM: Harry Potter
LENGTH/RAITING: 100 words, PG
WARNINGS/PAIRINGS: None
SUMMARY: Adapted from [livejournal.com profile] hpshortfics Challenge #1 (1.12.06).


"Vengeance is very sweet," Snape breathed at Black. "How I hoped I would be the one to catch you."

Sirius raised an eyebrow at the Potion Master's dramatic entrance, but otherwise seemed nonplussed to find himself suddenly on the wrong end of a wand. "You're scaring the house elves, you know."

Snape dismissed them with a curt wave of his hand. "I knew it was you, I knew it. Only you would dare such a thing." He brandished his wand at the Azkaban escapee.

Sirius rolled his eyes and helped himself to another triple fudge brownie from Snape's secret stash.


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khriskin: Harry Potter Icon (Harry Potter)
TITLE: Pleading the Fifth
FANDOM: Harry Potter
LENGTH/RAITING: 100 words, PG
WARNINGS/PAIRINGS: None
SUMMARY: Adapted from [livejournal.com profile] hpshortfics challenge #3 (1.12.06).


"Do you know what this is, Potter?" Snape said, holding the offending object at arms length, his eyes glittering dangerously.

Harry shot Hermione a pleading (and slightly panicked) look, but Snape cut her off with a curt flick of his wand. "I believe I was asking Potter, Ms. Granger."

Snape refocused his glare on Harry. "This is your potion is it not?" He gestured at the still foaming cauldron and Harry nodded. "Then presumably you know what this is?" He dropped the rather terrified grey and white guinea pig on the desk in front of Harry.

"Um, it's Neville? Sir?"


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khriskin: (Stargate)
TITLE: The Spoils of War
FANDOM: Stargate Atlantis
LENGTH/RATING: 305 words, PG


For a moment Ronon stared at the offering, then poked it experimentally with his fork. It wobbled. He silently raised an eyebrow at Sheppard.

"Yes, it's food. Now eat." Sheppard gestured absently with his knife, mouth full of cow-thing. It was amazing what they could do with cow-thing. Now if they could only find a A1-thing somewhere. He became lost in musings of A1 trees littering a countryside, little purple people wandering around with buckets and tree-taps.

Ronon poked the florescent green object again and squinted at McKay, who was obviously enjoying his lack of enthusiasm.

"It's boiled horse hooves and sugar," the scientist took another bite of his own mound with relish. Ronon immediately pushed the tray away and glared accusingly at Sheppard. Practical jokes were one thing, but this was food.

"It is not." Sheppard paused, "At least I don't think it is." He eyed his own reddish mound thoughtfully.

"That's a myth Rodney, and you know it," Dr. Zelenka leaned over from an adjacent table. "It's hides and bones, not hooves."

Ronon gave Zelenka an ominously blank look and the scientist retreated to the safety of his own table.

"Look, just don't think about it." Sheppard shrugged, "It's good, really."

Ronon looked at the tray, then looked at note-quite-laughing McKay. Then back at the tray. With a muted snarl he abruptly stood up and left the table, leaving the offending dessert to wobble in his wake.

"Ha!" McKay swooped in and liberated the abandoned jell-o squares.

"You know, there's plenty more in the kitchen," Sheppard gave the scientist a perplexed look.

"Mmm," Rodney ignored him, and relished in his hard-won spoils.

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Two tables over, Teyla looked down at her own green cubes, then exchanged confused looks with her Athosian tablemates. That cinched it, the Tauri were weird.



* Lyrics from "The Impossible Dream" from MAN OF LA MANCHA (1972) music by Mitch Leigh and lyrics by Joe Darion
"STARGATE ATLANTIS", "STARGATE SG1" and other related entities are owned, (TM) and © by MGM TELEVISION and DOUBLE SECRET PRODUCTION in association with GEKKO FILMS and THE SCIFI CHANNEL. All rights reserved. No copyright infringement is intended nor implied.

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