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[iluvroadrunner6]

The rules are simple. I have a calendar of sorts. Each day has a word. A 100-200 word drabble will be written for that word on that day. If you would like to claim a specific pairing or combo for that particular word, feel free to comment below and tell me, and I will add it to my list.

Given how little I've actually written this year, I'm hoping to actually get this done. We'll see what happens, but these are set for September 2013.

01	02	03	04	05	06	07
Lapidary	Duende	Ustulation	Nedovtipa	Solecism	Effleurage	Ecophobia
08	09	10	11	12	13	14
Floccinaucinihilipilification	Kalopsia	Sturmfrei	Eesome	Sciamachy	Mooreeffoc	Meraki
15	16	17	18	19	20	21
Susurrus	Micawber	Arcadian	Fanaa	Advesperascit	Sarang	Myötähäpeä
22	23	24	25	26	27	28
Kef	Eutony	Smultronstalle	Metanoia	Nubivagant	Puszipajtas	Estivate
29	30
Fuubutsushi	Oniochalasia

They don't have to be characters I actively write for, they can just be for anything in fandoms you know I know. I will note all claimed prompts in this general area, I'm just too lazy to make a set up right now. GO! Prompt! Win!

01. Stefan/Bo ~ for energybar
02. Dean & Diana ~ for diana_abel
03. Bela/Lana ~ for manorsuperman
04. Stiles/Cora ~ for colormyspoon
05. Steve/Peggy ~ for valuedstrength
06. Neal & Anna ~ for itswhoyouare
07. Stefan/Rebekah ~ for easily
08. Flack/Angell ~ for colormyspoon
09. Tess & Elektra ~ for likeatragedy
10. Alek & Ava ~ for dualism
11. Max/Dean ~ for colormyspoon
12. Don Flack ~ for expectedtheworld
13. Kol/Bonnie ~ for judgy
14. Bo/Tyler ~ for lockwood
15. Tyler/Caroline ~ for believable
16. Piper & Christopher ~ for cute_andviolent
17. Cassie & Cas ~ for starryeyed
18. Sam/Allison ~ for transferee
19. Alec McDowell ~ for believable
20. Charlie & Dylan ~ for inthistwilight
21. Maxwell & Lois ~ for othered
22. Dean/Christine ~ for hypospraying
23. Cora Hale ~ for beachland
24. Melinda & Penny ~ for just_acomplex
25. Isaac/Caroline ~ for claustrophobias
26. Dean & Tony ~ for ironism
27. Anna/Neal ~ for itswhoyouare
28. Cordelia & Elena ~ for advancedbosoms
29. Kara/Lana ~ for energybar
30. Stefan/Cordelia ~ for visiongirl

Word Count:
18,460 words

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[keptbiting]

16. piper & christopher
24. melinda & penny

micawber ~ everworld/heroes of olympus ~ 683 words

[unholycreeps]

This is … really fucking bad.

Not to say that those words haven’t applied to situations they’ve been in before, but this is worse than normal. This is the Alamo. This is the Battle of the Bulge. This is they’re not going to make it so kiss your ass goodbye before a Hetwan eats it. And they will. Christopher’s seen a the battlefield when the Hetwan are finished and all that’s left are bones.

The last thing in the world Christopher Hitchcock wants to do is die, but right now, it doesn’t look like they have too many options.

“This is really fucking bad,” he says to the girl sitting next to him. He and Piper are hiding out under an alcove where they can’t be seen, waiting for a lot of the real carnage to pass. He can hear it already, Christopher the Coward, but he doesn’t care. He’d rather be a coward than be dead. He hasn’t really reached the part where he can graduate to hero yet. “We’re dead.”

“We’re not dead,” Piper, ever the optimist, pushes up over his shoulder so that she can see better. April is nowhere to be found. Jalil ran by not too long ago, darting into an outcropping of rocks not too far from them. Even some of the other demigods are accounted for. All that leaves is … “We just need to find David and run like hell.”

“Easier said than done,” he fires back, gripping the hilt of his sword and just in case one of the Hetwan got a bright idea to try and charge at them, “Especially when they can fly and he could be … ” Right in front of them, trying to hack a Hetwan apart with his sword. David looks bloody and beaten, but there’s a look of grim determination on his face, like he’s going to hack that particular Hetwan into little Hetwan pieces or goddamnit, he’s going to die trying and there’s a small part of Christopher that admires that.

It’s about the size of a walnut and is currently being smothered to death by his sense of self-preservation.

“We need to help him!” Piper fires back at him, and starts to reach for his sword. Christopher jerks it back before she can even get close enough.

“Whoa, whoa—what are you doing?”

“Going to help!”

“No, you’re not. If there’s anything we’re not going to do it’s hand Ka Anor Aphrodite’s demigod daughter on a silver platter.”

“Then what do you suggest we do, because if we don’t do something David’s going to die.”

So much for her eternal optimism. Christopher glances back and forth for a moment between her and David and the sword in his hand, and after a moment he closes his eyes, regretting the words as he says them. “I’ll do it.”

“What?”

“I said I’ll do it.”

Piper, at this point, looks actively concerned. “Are you sure about this?”

“Not even remotely.” But someone had to do it, and he’s the one available person who can. Who’s death won’t really matter if he fails. He’s the smart choice and he knows it, but that sense of self-preservation really hates that he knows that. He takes a deep breath, squaring his shoulders, before turning to face her again. “Just one thing. In case I die.”

He then grabs her by the shoulders and kisses her full on the mouth. He’s been wanting to do it for a while, and he thinks right before he’s about to get himself eaten is the perfect time to do it. He pulls back, picks up his sword and runs screaming into the fray, a sound that’s three parts terrified, two parts insane.

That’s basically how you keep yourself alive in Everworld.

It’s over that scream, getting fainter as he runs farther and farther into the fray, that he manages to pick up: “If you survive this, I am going to kill you.”

Yep. Christopher is aware of that already.

There’s a part of him that almost hopes the Hetwan will do it for her.

smultronstalle ~ charmed ~ 438 words

[and_whatwasleft]

As much as Jason and Penny tend to travel, their uncle’s estate in San Francisco will always be home. Rook’s roustabout ways may have rubbed off on his niece and nephew but he told her once upon a time that they could always come home, and he meant it. Every time they did, there was always rooms waiting for them. On this particular return trip home, however, she finds a familiar looking pile of blond curls in her bed and another set of bags by the door. Not that she’s complaining – she wasn’t expected home for another few days – but flopping face first into her pillows is going to have to wait.

She makes her way closer, sitting down on the edge of the bed, shaking Melinda’s shoulder a bit before she starts to pull off her shoes. “Hey. Scoot over.”

Melinda responds with a sleepy grumble, before inching backwards on the bed to give Penny more room. “When’d you get back?”

“Ten minutes ago,” she says with a shrug. “Rook had me do an obligatory bit of family time, but I’m here now.” She then kicks over onto the bed, rolling onto her side so that she’s facing Melinda. “Better question – why are you here?” She’s assuming there’s some kind of fight with Chris or Wyatt or that Elder boyfriend she’s not supposed to know about, but she’s going to let Melinda tell her first.

“Just needed to get out of the house for a little while,” she replies softly. “With all three of us home, things are getting a little … crazy.”

“Understandably so,” Penny says with a nod. “Is that it?”

Melinda looks up at her, a small bit of silence as she considers whether or not she wants to say more before shaking her head. “That’s all I want to talk about right now.”

Penny nods again. “Fair enough.” She figures whatever it is will come out eventually, they just need to give it a little time and elbow grease. Or in this case, sleep and possibly a lot of ice cream. “Mind if I take a nap? The jet lag is killing me.”

“Sure,” she nods, shifting a bit so that they can both curl into each other. After she closes her eyes, there’s a small pause of silence before Penny speaks up again.

“My uncle knows you’re here, right?”

There’s a pause.

“You didn’t just orb in and crash in my bed without telling him.”

Another pause. Then in a small, quiet voice:

“Oops.”

Penny lets that settle for a moment before shrugging. Oh, well. They’ll deal with it in the morning.