Drabble Time!
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jule1122Another collection of drabbles. These cover the prompts Super Heroes, Blue Lights, Jeans, Dialog, 'tis the Season, Laughter, Bubbles, Cold & Windy, and Celebrate.
Prompt: Super Heroes
Title: Favorite Fantasy
“I know I’m running late, but Hunter left his wallet at the shop, and I had to run all the way to. . .” Michael’s voice trailed off when he reached the bedroom. He came to a dead stop in the doorway and simply stared, mouth hanging open.
Captain Astro was stretched out on the bed, Ben’s beautiful blue eyes looking out from behind the mask.
“Happy Halloween, Michael. Would you like a demonstration of my super powers?”
“Hell, yes!” Michael leaped onto the bed, a huge smile lighting up his face.
They never made it to Babylon’s Costume Night.
Title: Secret Weapon
Justin’s drawings had never made him blush before, but Michael felt the heat climbing up his neck. “That’s Rage. . .” Michael couldn’t continue.
“Taking it up the ass,” Justin finished.
“Brian will kill you.” Michael stared at the graphic images of Rage on his and knees, JT fucking him.
“Brian loved it.” Justin leaned back and raised his eyebrow, letting the double meaning sink in. “Tell me you don’t believe that bullshit about Rage’s super powers being dependent on him always topping, always fucking and never being fucked?”
Michael had no response. It was the highest selling issue of Rage ever.
Prompt: Blue Lights
Title: Holiday Fusion
“Melanie? It’s Emmett. I need some help. How do you and Lindsay deal with the whole Hanukkah, Christmas collision?”
Emmett listened while Melanie went on about respect, diversity and raising children of the world before cutting her off. “Mel, honey, I’m glad you and Lindsay have put so much thought into this, but I have a very important, very last minute party to throw together so would a Christmas tree with white and blue lights and a Menorah instead of a star seem offensive or delightfully multicultural?”
Holding the phone away from his ear, Emmett sighed. “That’s what I thought.”
Prompt: Jeans
Title: Perfect Greeting
Justin crept quietly into the loft, his arrival delayed several hours by bad weather, only to be grabbed immediately for a kiss. He dropped his bag and moved eagerly into Brian’s embrace. They kissed hungrily, Brian’s fingers tangled in Justin’s hair, holding him in place. Justin knew his own hands were cold, but Brian’s unbuttoned jeans were an invitation he could never refuse. Beneath the worn fabric, Brian’s skin was soft and warm, still damp from a recent shower. Justin moaned, pulling Brian closer, then laughed when their feet tangled, and they tumbled onto the couch still holding each other.
Prompt: Dialog
Title: Super Cool
I.
“Dad, why can’t you be cool like Uncle Mikey?”
“How am I not as cool as Uncle Mikey?”
“He has the comic store, and you just go to a boring office all day.”
“My office isn’t boring. What about all that free stuff I send you?”
“It’s nice, but Uncle Mikey sends me the new comic books before they go on sale, and all my friends think that’s super cool.”
“Super cool, I’ll show you super cool. Your uncle might sell comic books, but your father is a comic book hero. I have my own comic book. That’s super cool.”
II.
“Are you Superman?”
“No.”
“Spiderman?”
“No”
“Wolverine?”
“No, Gus. I’m much cooler than that. I’m Rage.”
“Who’s Rage?”
“Who’s Rage! Don’t they have Rage in Canada?”
“Yes, Brian they have Rage in Canada. What they don’t have is Rage in elementary schools.”
“Well, I can change that. Hold on, Gus, I’ll show you just how cool your father is.”
“Can you fly? The best superheroes can fly.”
“Brian! You can’t. Melanie and Lindsay will kill you if you give him a copy of Rage.”
“But he thinks Michael is cooler than I am!”
“He does own a comic book store.”
Title: One Sided Conversation
I
“Michael got married. Can you believe it!”
“The wedding was in Canada because the fucking bastards who run this country still won’t let two fags or dykes get hitched, but that’ll change.”
“It was a nice ceremony. All those years he spent pining after Brian, I never thought I’d see the day. But he and Ben, they’re the real deal.”
“And he’s father now too. Mel had a girl, beautiful little Jenny Rebecca. I can’t believe my baby has a baby.”
“I brought you a piece of cake. It’s a little stale, but the birds won’t care.”
“Love you, Vic.”
II
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
“I know it was you, looking out for Michael.”
“He’s resting now, and I’m trying to give him some time with his family, Ben and Hunter. They’re his family now.”
“I’m trying Vic, but it’s so hard. Michael’s been my whole life for so long, you and Michael are all I’ve ever had. But I won’t ruin things with him like I did with you, I promise.”
“At least I finally know that you really forgive me because you gave me Michael back so I’d have a second chance.”
“I miss you, Little Brother.”
III
“They called off the wedding, can you fucking believe it! I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am.”
“There was something about Brian, I just thought. Well, who cares what I think, right.”
“Sunshine, though, he’s following in your footsteps. He’s going to New York to take the art world by storm. They won’t know what hit them. That kid, he’s something special. We saw that right from the beginning, didn’t we, Vic?”
“He’s also had his heart set on Brian Kinney from the moment he met him so we might get a wedding someday.”
“Watch out for both of them.”
Prompt: ‘tis the Season
Title: Home for the Holidays
Christmas in New York was iconic. Nothing could compete with ice skating at Rockefeller Center, the giant Christmas tree, FAO Schwartz, and the windows on Fifth Avenue. New York had the best shopping and entertainment. Snow was even in the forecast this year.
Daphne said he was lucky to be spending Christmas somewhere exciting while she was stuck in Pittsburgh. Even his mother spoke wistfully of maybe spending the holidays with him in New York once Molly was out of school. Justin woke up Christmas morning next to Brian in the loft and thought maybe next year. Or maybe not.
Prompt: Laughter
Title: Laughter is the Best Revenge
Brian walked in to Red Cape Comics and found Michael and Justin in hysterics over some magazine. “What are you two smoking?”
“Nothing,” Michael said, composing himself. “We’re just reading about Brett Keller’s latest film ‘Night School Musical.’ An exciting direct to DVD release that says ‘When the sun goes down a group of teacher’s pets shows their instructors they can rock their worlds.’”
“Straight soft porn so bad it’s not even good enough for Skinamax,” Justin said between bouts of laughter.
Brian shook his head. “And he was worried about the effect gay sex would have on his career.”
Prompt: Bubbles
Title: Better Than Rice
Brian swatted at the bubbles floating around his head and scowled, “This is why I never go to straight weddings.”
“When have you been invited to a straight wedding?” Justin looked over the crowd blowing bubbles and cheering as Debbie and Carl ran to the limo. “And if most of the guests are gay, does it even count as a straight wedding?”
“If the groom rented his tuxedo, it counts.”
Suddenly a horrible thought occurred to Justin, “He’s going to take her garter off during the reception, isn’t he?”
“With his teeth,” Brian confirmed. “Thank God for the open bar.”
Prompt: Cold and Windy
Title: A Welcome Sight
“Be careful, Deb,” her replacement warned, “that wind chill’s a killer.”
“So I’ve heard.” Debbie wound her scarf around her neck and over her mouth. Her coat was buttoned tightly, hat, hood, and gloves all in place. The walk home wasn’t long, but she dreaded facing the wind and icy sidewalks.
The few customers who’d braved the bitter cold yelled goodbye. When she stepped outside, a black jeep sat idling in front of the diner. “Get in,” Brian yelled.
Debbie pulled her scarf down and kissed Brian's cheek, “Thanks, honey.”
“It’s on my way,” Brian shrugged. But Debbie knew better.
Prompt: Celebrate
Title: Finding a Reason
Despite everything going on, Debbie had insisted they all come for Sunday dinner, and when she used that tone no one was brave enough to defy her. Even Ted showed up although neither he nor Emmett were smiling.
Instead of the usual mismatched plates and pasta, they found an elaborately set table and a feast of Italian delights.
“Hey, Deb you do know Stockwell is still kicking our ass in the polls?” Brian asked as he sat down.
“Oh honey,” Debbie gently rebuked as she passed him the wine, “haven’t you learned by now that every day is worth celebrating?”
Prompt: Super Heroes
Title: Favorite Fantasy
“I know I’m running late, but Hunter left his wallet at the shop, and I had to run all the way to. . .” Michael’s voice trailed off when he reached the bedroom. He came to a dead stop in the doorway and simply stared, mouth hanging open.
Captain Astro was stretched out on the bed, Ben’s beautiful blue eyes looking out from behind the mask.
“Happy Halloween, Michael. Would you like a demonstration of my super powers?”
“Hell, yes!” Michael leaped onto the bed, a huge smile lighting up his face.
They never made it to Babylon’s Costume Night.
Title: Secret Weapon
Justin’s drawings had never made him blush before, but Michael felt the heat climbing up his neck. “That’s Rage. . .” Michael couldn’t continue.
“Taking it up the ass,” Justin finished.
“Brian will kill you.” Michael stared at the graphic images of Rage on his and knees, JT fucking him.
“Brian loved it.” Justin leaned back and raised his eyebrow, letting the double meaning sink in. “Tell me you don’t believe that bullshit about Rage’s super powers being dependent on him always topping, always fucking and never being fucked?”
Michael had no response. It was the highest selling issue of Rage ever.
Prompt: Blue Lights
Title: Holiday Fusion
“Melanie? It’s Emmett. I need some help. How do you and Lindsay deal with the whole Hanukkah, Christmas collision?”
Emmett listened while Melanie went on about respect, diversity and raising children of the world before cutting her off. “Mel, honey, I’m glad you and Lindsay have put so much thought into this, but I have a very important, very last minute party to throw together so would a Christmas tree with white and blue lights and a Menorah instead of a star seem offensive or delightfully multicultural?”
Holding the phone away from his ear, Emmett sighed. “That’s what I thought.”
Prompt: Jeans
Title: Perfect Greeting
Justin crept quietly into the loft, his arrival delayed several hours by bad weather, only to be grabbed immediately for a kiss. He dropped his bag and moved eagerly into Brian’s embrace. They kissed hungrily, Brian’s fingers tangled in Justin’s hair, holding him in place. Justin knew his own hands were cold, but Brian’s unbuttoned jeans were an invitation he could never refuse. Beneath the worn fabric, Brian’s skin was soft and warm, still damp from a recent shower. Justin moaned, pulling Brian closer, then laughed when their feet tangled, and they tumbled onto the couch still holding each other.
Prompt: Dialog
Title: Super Cool
I.
“Dad, why can’t you be cool like Uncle Mikey?”
“How am I not as cool as Uncle Mikey?”
“He has the comic store, and you just go to a boring office all day.”
“My office isn’t boring. What about all that free stuff I send you?”
“It’s nice, but Uncle Mikey sends me the new comic books before they go on sale, and all my friends think that’s super cool.”
“Super cool, I’ll show you super cool. Your uncle might sell comic books, but your father is a comic book hero. I have my own comic book. That’s super cool.”
II.
“Are you Superman?”
“No.”
“Spiderman?”
“No”
“Wolverine?”
“No, Gus. I’m much cooler than that. I’m Rage.”
“Who’s Rage?”
“Who’s Rage! Don’t they have Rage in Canada?”
“Yes, Brian they have Rage in Canada. What they don’t have is Rage in elementary schools.”
“Well, I can change that. Hold on, Gus, I’ll show you just how cool your father is.”
“Can you fly? The best superheroes can fly.”
“Brian! You can’t. Melanie and Lindsay will kill you if you give him a copy of Rage.”
“But he thinks Michael is cooler than I am!”
“He does own a comic book store.”
Title: One Sided Conversation
I
“Michael got married. Can you believe it!”
“The wedding was in Canada because the fucking bastards who run this country still won’t let two fags or dykes get hitched, but that’ll change.”
“It was a nice ceremony. All those years he spent pining after Brian, I never thought I’d see the day. But he and Ben, they’re the real deal.”
“And he’s father now too. Mel had a girl, beautiful little Jenny Rebecca. I can’t believe my baby has a baby.”
“I brought you a piece of cake. It’s a little stale, but the birds won’t care.”
“Love you, Vic.”
II
“Thank you, thank you, thank you.”
“I know it was you, looking out for Michael.”
“He’s resting now, and I’m trying to give him some time with his family, Ben and Hunter. They’re his family now.”
“I’m trying Vic, but it’s so hard. Michael’s been my whole life for so long, you and Michael are all I’ve ever had. But I won’t ruin things with him like I did with you, I promise.”
“At least I finally know that you really forgive me because you gave me Michael back so I’d have a second chance.”
“I miss you, Little Brother.”
III
“They called off the wedding, can you fucking believe it! I shouldn’t be surprised, but I am.”
“There was something about Brian, I just thought. Well, who cares what I think, right.”
“Sunshine, though, he’s following in your footsteps. He’s going to New York to take the art world by storm. They won’t know what hit them. That kid, he’s something special. We saw that right from the beginning, didn’t we, Vic?”
“He’s also had his heart set on Brian Kinney from the moment he met him so we might get a wedding someday.”
“Watch out for both of them.”
Prompt: ‘tis the Season
Title: Home for the Holidays
Christmas in New York was iconic. Nothing could compete with ice skating at Rockefeller Center, the giant Christmas tree, FAO Schwartz, and the windows on Fifth Avenue. New York had the best shopping and entertainment. Snow was even in the forecast this year.
Daphne said he was lucky to be spending Christmas somewhere exciting while she was stuck in Pittsburgh. Even his mother spoke wistfully of maybe spending the holidays with him in New York once Molly was out of school. Justin woke up Christmas morning next to Brian in the loft and thought maybe next year. Or maybe not.
Prompt: Laughter
Title: Laughter is the Best Revenge
Brian walked in to Red Cape Comics and found Michael and Justin in hysterics over some magazine. “What are you two smoking?”
“Nothing,” Michael said, composing himself. “We’re just reading about Brett Keller’s latest film ‘Night School Musical.’ An exciting direct to DVD release that says ‘When the sun goes down a group of teacher’s pets shows their instructors they can rock their worlds.’”
“Straight soft porn so bad it’s not even good enough for Skinamax,” Justin said between bouts of laughter.
Brian shook his head. “And he was worried about the effect gay sex would have on his career.”
Prompt: Bubbles
Title: Better Than Rice
Brian swatted at the bubbles floating around his head and scowled, “This is why I never go to straight weddings.”
“When have you been invited to a straight wedding?” Justin looked over the crowd blowing bubbles and cheering as Debbie and Carl ran to the limo. “And if most of the guests are gay, does it even count as a straight wedding?”
“If the groom rented his tuxedo, it counts.”
Suddenly a horrible thought occurred to Justin, “He’s going to take her garter off during the reception, isn’t he?”
“With his teeth,” Brian confirmed. “Thank God for the open bar.”
Prompt: Cold and Windy
Title: A Welcome Sight
“Be careful, Deb,” her replacement warned, “that wind chill’s a killer.”
“So I’ve heard.” Debbie wound her scarf around her neck and over her mouth. Her coat was buttoned tightly, hat, hood, and gloves all in place. The walk home wasn’t long, but she dreaded facing the wind and icy sidewalks.
The few customers who’d braved the bitter cold yelled goodbye. When she stepped outside, a black jeep sat idling in front of the diner. “Get in,” Brian yelled.
Debbie pulled her scarf down and kissed Brian's cheek, “Thanks, honey.”
“It’s on my way,” Brian shrugged. But Debbie knew better.
Prompt: Celebrate
Title: Finding a Reason
Despite everything going on, Debbie had insisted they all come for Sunday dinner, and when she used that tone no one was brave enough to defy her. Even Ted showed up although neither he nor Emmett were smiling.
Instead of the usual mismatched plates and pasta, they found an elaborately set table and a feast of Italian delights.
“Hey, Deb you do know Stockwell is still kicking our ass in the polls?” Brian asked as he sat down.
“Oh honey,” Debbie gently rebuked as she passed him the wine, “haven’t you learned by now that every day is worth celebrating?”
