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chanter1944) wrote2005-12-25 01:40 pm
chanter1944) wrote2005-12-25 01:40 pm
cross-posted fight challenge response
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writers_choice third annual open challenge.
Explosion
Author: chanter
Series: original, 1992 universe
Characters/pairings: butterfly, Tracy, Amy and Nancy
Rating: PG for mild language, as always with the girls
Summary: Cooking degenerates into messy fun, but butterfly is not amused. She’s also left out.
300 words
Flick.
Splat.
“What the hell was that? Tracy if you spilled something you’re the one who’s cleaning it up, not me.”
Flick.
Splat.
“Do I have to, like, supervise or something? If you guys get anything on the carpet so help me...”
Flick.
Splat.
“OK, that totally does it!”
Flick.
Splat.
“Alright, what are you...”
“Hey! Nancy! You got Jello on my sweater!” Flick. Splat.
“Oh thanks a lot Amy, really.” Flick. Splat.
“Hey! I just washed this you idiot! If this leaves a stain--“ Flick! Splat!
“Oh now you’re gonna get it!” Flick! Splat! Flick! Ker-splat!
Butterfly couldn’t take her eyes off the spectacle, standing in the hallway and staring through to the kitchen. The three of them were a veritable rainbow within seconds, pastels and neons and mixed shades; Amy with cherry red smearing her face and hands and a tangerine splotch on her sleeve, Nancy with brilliant grape purple splattered on her shirt and a bubble gum pink blob decorating the end of her nose, and Tracy worst of all wearing lime green for makeup and clothes liberally spotted with lemon yellow. She couldn’t believe it.
So she just stared.
And vowed never to let her roommate and the two girls from next door make Jello together ever again, even if she had to lie down in front of the cabinets and monitor them so that no Jello mix came in. The place was a disaster! And damned if she was cleaning it up. They were laughing? Well they were also going to pick up after themselves. She wasn’t helping. If they wanted to make a mess, they could make a mess at Amy and Nancy’s place next time. So what if they looked like they were having tons of fun... and she was still spotless...
writers_choice third annual open challenge. Explosion
Author: chanter
Series: original, 1992 universe
Characters/pairings: butterfly, Tracy, Amy and Nancy
Rating: PG for mild language, as always with the girls
Summary: Cooking degenerates into messy fun, but butterfly is not amused. She’s also left out.
300 words
Flick.
Splat.
“What the hell was that? Tracy if you spilled something you’re the one who’s cleaning it up, not me.”
Flick.
Splat.
“Do I have to, like, supervise or something? If you guys get anything on the carpet so help me...”
Flick.
Splat.
“OK, that totally does it!”
Flick.
Splat.
“Alright, what are you...”
“Hey! Nancy! You got Jello on my sweater!” Flick. Splat.
“Oh thanks a lot Amy, really.” Flick. Splat.
“Hey! I just washed this you idiot! If this leaves a stain--“ Flick! Splat!
“Oh now you’re gonna get it!” Flick! Splat! Flick! Ker-splat!
Butterfly couldn’t take her eyes off the spectacle, standing in the hallway and staring through to the kitchen. The three of them were a veritable rainbow within seconds, pastels and neons and mixed shades; Amy with cherry red smearing her face and hands and a tangerine splotch on her sleeve, Nancy with brilliant grape purple splattered on her shirt and a bubble gum pink blob decorating the end of her nose, and Tracy worst of all wearing lime green for makeup and clothes liberally spotted with lemon yellow. She couldn’t believe it.
So she just stared.
And vowed never to let her roommate and the two girls from next door make Jello together ever again, even if she had to lie down in front of the cabinets and monitor them so that no Jello mix came in. The place was a disaster! And damned if she was cleaning it up. They were laughing? Well they were also going to pick up after themselves. She wasn’t helping. If they wanted to make a mess, they could make a mess at Amy and Nancy’s place next time. So what if they looked like they were having tons of fun... and she was still spotless...