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Drabble challenge meme - The Phantom Librarian
Spewing out too many words since November 2003
Drabble challenge meme
Snagged from kizmet_42, who took it directly from sreya, who seems to have made it up.

The challenge to my flist: list a scene for me to write a drabble-length fic in any of the following fandoms:

Lord of the Rings (BOOK ONLY)
Quantum Leap
The Goonies
Stephen King

(Yes, my two most prominent fandoms are missing, and I've never so much as attempted the last two. Shrug. Time to get out of a rut.)


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lesera128 From: lesera128 Date: August 12th, 2005 04:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
How about a Quantum Leap drabble having something to do with Al and Tom in the present after the leap where Sam has saved his brother's life in Vietnam?

Just a thought. :)~
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 05:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Why not?

Tom didn't know whether or not he was expected to salute--Calavicci was an admiral, but Tom had never seen someone looking quite so off-duty--but he did it for good measure, just to be on the safe side. "You got something about Sam?" he asked.

Calavicci looked at him strangely, then shook his head. "No. Sorry, wish to hell I did." He went to the picture window in the living room and looked out into the yard, where the kids were playing. "Those yours?" he asked.

Tom nodded, but frowned. "Joanie, Thelma, and the little one's Sam."

"Right. Yeah."

"I wanted to buy the farm back so they could grow up here."

"Sam would be glad to know that." Calavicci looked back at him, but his eyes didn't quite reach Tom's. "It was a good trade," he said obscurely, then left.
lesera128 From: lesera128 Date: August 15th, 2005 08:48 pm (UTC) (Link)
I really enjoyed reading this. Thanks for the drabble. :)~
ashtur From: ashtur Date: August 12th, 2005 04:54 pm (UTC) (Link)
LoTR, when Eomer first realizes that Wormtongue is intersted in his sister
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 05:23 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hmm... I'm better with the Shire than with Rohan, but let's see what I can do.

Éomer rode into the night, letting the beast's hoofbeats tear into silence, finding his way across the plain from memory and starlight, and trust in his mount's intelligence.

Filthy, he thought. Unspeakable.

And yet there was nothing he could do, no one action he could cite, no crime he could name to his uncle. It had been... a look.

Gríma had simply glanced up from his seat beside the king, had let his eyes linger a second too long on the curves of Éowyn's body before he looked away.

A mere second.

It was worse than staring, because in that second Éomer had known that there had been other seconds, innumerable seconds, seconds enough that he was practiced and polished. Gríma was not merely being taken by surprise by Éowyn's beauty. Gríma was watching her.


Éomer fled into the night, away from Edoras, listening for an answer in the chill of the wind.
redbrunja From: redbrunja Date: August 12th, 2005 05:49 pm (UTC) (Link)
I really like the Rohan one– the image of all the seconds adding up to Grima coveting Eowyn was very powerful.

I'd love to see a Buffy drabble about Faith– maybe right when she starts working for the Mayor or when she returns to Sunnydale in season seven.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 08:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
Hmmm. Yeah, Faith coming back to Sunnydale. I'll do that after dinner.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 11:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
I beat a girl for her clothes right here, Faith thought, speeding up her pace as she went down the hospital hall. Outside, there's the rest of town. The Mayor's town. His assistant, sliding down the alley wall. Messengers with their hands cut off. Old Lester with his skeezy come-ons, down with a blade to the gut.

Oh, yeah. Regular homecoming game here in Sunny-D.

She pulled a pack a cigarettes from her pocket and tapped one out, lighting it with a paper match from a pack she'd grabbed on the road somewhere. Willow hadn't let her smoke in the car.

How was anyone supposed to come back to the Hellmouth without even a smoke to show for it?

"Hey, baby," someone said behind her. "Gotta light?"

She looked over her shoulder. This one was barely hiding his game face. She ran her thumbnail over the remaining matches in the pack, lighting maybe one, but it caught the others. "Sure," she said. "Have one."

She threw it at him.

He burned.

And dusted.

Oh, yeah.

Homecoming, all right.
sannalim From: sannalim Date: August 12th, 2005 06:13 pm (UTC) (Link)
Sam's proposal to Rosie Cotton, from Rosie's POV.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 08:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'll also hit that one after dinner. I do like Rosie.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 11:12 pm (UTC) (Link)
Rosie sat down at the edge of the Water, tossing a stone across it in an unseemly and ill-tempered way. Of all the botheration! Every day for three months, Sam had come to visit her. Now, he looked spooked that she was present at all.

Bothersome fool of a hobbit! Why, she could have had any of the lads she wanted, but she'd waited for her Sam, and she thought he'd been glad, but...


She didn't look over her shoulder. "Oh, I think it's Sam," she said to a passing fish. "But he's not here to see me, oh no. He's come to see my brothers, mayhap. Go jump in the water hole or some such nonsense."

He sat down beside her. "I'm sorry, Rosie. I didn't know you'd be here. I mean... that is... I weren't here to see your brothers."


"I was here to see your father."

Rosie's heart did a great, twisting jump. "My father?"

"There are things a fellow needs to ask a girl's permission to talk to her about," he said. "And presents he oughtn't give her if it's not right with her dad."

She turned to him. And smiled.
From: anatomiste Date: August 13th, 2005 04:28 am (UTC) (Link)

I think these two drabbles of yours are the first LotR fanfic I've ever read. I've been too scared by the Aragorn/Legolas pairings some of my friends keep coming up with. But I knew I could trust you. :D :D
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 13th, 2005 04:31 am (UTC) (Link)
Be careful of that trust. I have written two Sues for LotR... :p
simibee From: simibee Date: August 13th, 2005 06:39 am (UTC) (Link)
awww. I quite liked them- they didn't seem terribly sue-y (though i have just had that term explained to me and could therefore be missing something). Lily was cool! Made be want to be a hobbit. ;)
prplhez8 From: prplhez8 Date: August 12th, 2005 08:16 pm (UTC) (Link)

'kay Fernwithy...I would love to see what you could do with one of my favorite couples..and as we've talked about them before I know you know who they are...

The Mummy and The Mummy Returns...

Rick & Evie.

Whenever you get time :D.

fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 08:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yikes, totally not on my list of fandoms! But I do like them. I'll see what I can do.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 13th, 2005 03:11 am (UTC) (Link)
"Honestly, Rick, just because I'm pregnant doesn't mean I can't work," Evie muttered, carefully brushing sand away from the stele. "It's not like we're raiding a tomb or being chased by brainwashed zombies."

"True. But you are rubbing off a few hieroglyphics."

Evie looked down. Her belly had been rubbing the bottem of the stele, and the edges of some of the bas relief characters had crumbled into sand. "Blast!" She squatted down, taking a careful step back. Her back had been aching all morning, and it didn't welcome this motion. A strong twinge made her whole body feel like punched dough. "It's not so bad. I can still read them." She patted her belly. "You shouldn't touch Mummy's work while she's working on it," she said.

"How's the translation coming? Will we be able to get going before the kid's in school?"

"Patience. It's coming along." She peered at the last row of characters, using a smaller brush to clean the narrower parts. "You really don't need to be here for this part. Nothing to shoot at."

"If I stick around long enough, there's always something to shoot at."

"There's the spirit."

"What can I say? I'm not a homebody. I could stand an adventure. Something new, you know. Something--Evie?"

Evie's hands flew back to her belly, as her muscles gave another sharp pinch. She looked up. "I think I can arrange that."
sreya From: sreya Date: August 14th, 2005 05:07 am (UTC) (Link)
VERY weird, I don't know if it was the "Blast!" that did it or what, but instead of Fraser's voice, I heard Rick's lines in Harrison Ford's voice.

From: (Anonymous) Date: August 12th, 2005 08:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'd love to see that Connor/Dawn scene you mentioned awhile ago... unless you're planning on making that a fic. If so, how about a drabble from Giles' POV after Jenny dies?
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 12th, 2005 08:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'll give it a shot. It might be a bit longer than a drabble, but not much.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 13th, 2005 02:28 am (UTC) (Link)
"Destroyer," Connor said, pushing the book aside.

"Key," Dawn answered, opening it again. "Oh, look, maybe it's this thing. They like shiny things." She showed him the picture.

"Nah. I knew these things in Quor-toth... I think. I sort of remember them anyway. They don't do that much damage. Where'd Giles go?"

"Looking for some text. Most of them got burned in the fire at Headquarters, but we're trying to get them back. What are you doing here, anyway?"

"Looking for Giles. My Dad--the biological one--said he might know something."

"What about the other one?"

"Doesn't have a clue. I don't let them know about this stuff. I have a weird life."

"Oh, please. I came out thin air and everyoe remembers stuff about me, then they remembered that they didn't really remember, only they still remember..."

"I get that." Connor frowned at the books, which seemed useless. "I guess we both got here a little... unusually."

"Oh, please," Dawn said. "You're so the normal conception boy. Hey, how 'bout this one?" She held up another picture.

"That's from Jurassic Park," Connor said. "It ate the fat guy."

"Oh, right. Andrew's stuff." She tossed it aside. "You got the whole two vampires things going for you. I'll give you that."

"Gee, thanks."

She grinned. "I've still got you beat on the weird factor. Nothing trumps monks."

"Higher power manipulating events for centuries trumps monks."

"A hell-god planning for millennia trumps a couple of centuries."

"You always have to win."

"No. I just always do..."
jiminyc From: jiminyc Date: August 12th, 2005 09:44 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'd like to request a scene of Richie Tozier waiting at the airport for the plane to take him back to Derry after Mike's call.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 13th, 2005 02:01 am (UTC) (Link)
Nine-oh-three out of Los Angeles. Arrive Boston, five a.m. Leave for Bangor two and a half hours later, then drive. Twenty-six miles to Derry. He'd be there twelve hours after he got on the plane.

If he ever got on the plane, of course.

He stalked up and down the concourse, his suitcase long stowed in whatever purgatory was reserved for luggage that arrived two hours before the plane it was supposed to go on showed up. He could have waited. He could have sat at home, had a Scotch on the rocks, and thought about all of this.

"Yeah, right," he said to himself. "Sure. Have a good long think about it, Rich. Just kick your heels up and--" He stopped, noticing an old woman looking at him over the sharp angle of her cats-eye specs. He waved to her. She abruptly remembered something she'd lost in her purse and began rooting for it industriously.

You're cracking up, he thought, careful not to say it out loud. This little jaunt's gonna push you right over.

He looked up at the clock. Seven-fourteen. They'd start to board around twenty to nine, probably.

He thought about stopping for fast food, then thought about being trapped on a plane for several hours with fast food sloshing around in the juices his stomach was sending out.

Instead, he sat down in the rows of chairs in the innocuously blue airport waiting area, leaning over his mostly empty carry-on, trying not to be sick again.
riah_chan From: riah_chan Date: August 12th, 2005 10:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
How about one of those little dicussions between Sam and Al right before Sam leaps... out of Dawn Summers.
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 13th, 2005 02:16 am (UTC) (Link)
It hadn't been a hard Leap, despite the beginning. Ziggy had been fascinated with finding Dawn Summers' records appearing out of nowhere (according to Al, Dawn's computer life had appeared like she'd been the product of a Leap, though there wasn't one that should have done it), but it turned out not to mean much. She was a normal college student, as far as anyone could tell. The only oddball thing about her was a collection of old occult books that were stacked chummily among her Calculus and Medieval Literature textbooks. Dawn Summers wasn't in any trouble. She was just a handy, close presence to get to her roommate, a political activist about to get herself into a great deal of trouble. Dawn was only going to be marginally effected by any of it, but Sam had been able to--

"Little Miss Nobody's not ready to come back," Al said, opening the door. "She's been on Tina's case, wanting to know where she gets her earrings and her shoes."

"Well, she doesn't have much choice."

Al shrugged, and took a puff on his cigar. He punched a few keys on Ziggy's handlink. "According to Ziggy, Dawn's roommate's fine. She ends up running for the Senate in ten years. Doesn't do much, which is good, considering." He squinted at the readouts, then hit the side of the gadget. "What? That doesn't make sense."

"What doesn't?"

"It's Dawn..."

"She's all right?"

"No idea. Ziggy says she's going to be a... and I have no idea what this is... a Watcher." He squinted again. "And she's supposed to find a cure for... heh?"




Al held out the handlink. "It's right here in pink and green. She's... marrying a werewolf..."


"I don't know either..."

"That's im--" Sam stopped feeling the now-familar sensation of the end of a Leap. "Oh, boy," he said, and the world went white.
riah_chan From: riah_chan Date: August 13th, 2005 03:52 am (UTC) (Link)
That was so cool. Just the right feeling for both series. Thanks!
kc_rumors From: kc_rumors Date: August 13th, 2005 02:40 am (UTC) (Link)
Opening scene of the movie sequel to The Goonies.

(*shrugs* I dunno why, but I'm a sucker for sequels)
fernwithy From: fernwithy Date: August 13th, 2005 04:08 am (UTC) (Link)
Bored teenagers are languishing in their seats. At the front of the room, their teacher, CLARK "MOUTH" DEVEREAUX is sitting with his feet up on his desk while the curator of the local museum, MIKE WALSH, is speaking. A table full of artifacts of "One-Eyed Willie" is in front of him, and if he's troubled by the lack of interest, it doesn't show--he's as excited about the story as ever.

MIKE (holds up old burned map)
And Willie--

MOUTH (interrupts)
Es Guillermo del Ojo Solo.

--made a map, this map, that showed the way into the caverns, and...

In the back of the class, a student drops off to sleep.



A waterfall seems to explode outward,and DR. ANDREA CARMICHAEL, drenched but triumphant, jumps from behind it, holding a bag from which several strings of jewels are escaping. She lands in the pool at the bottom and rushes to the shore.

ANDI (shouts to sky)
Larry! Larry! Where are you?

The waterfall splashes again, and several more people come out of it, guns drawn. Andi glances again at the sky, then runs into the forest. Her pursuers run after her.


The nightly evening news is on, but the couple on the couch, BRAND and JULIA WALSH, are paying no attention to it.

They're finally asleep. I think.

...Reed University reports that researcher Andrea Carmichael hasn't been heard from for several days...

Brand looks up.

Hey, wait a minute...


Andi runs through the underbrush. High above, a helicopter is starting to swoop down. At the controls, LAWRENCE--no longer CHUNK--COHEN, is searching the coastline.


A formal mid-day tea is being served. STEFANIE STEINBRENNER-HOLTZ is sitting with a group of ladies, her eyes very wide, as she is forcing them to stay open.

Really, the common blockbuster film has nothing to offer intellectually, but American audiences will simply not pay to see something that makes them use their brains...

Stef blinks, the conversation becoming blurry around her.

...And one could hardly expect the plebian masses to understand the art of this film...

STEF (dreamily)
Has anyone seen the one about the pirates? With the canons and the corsets and...

The ladies glare at her.


Andi runs down a stream bed, as the banks are too overgrown to run along. She slips and falls into the water, carried by the rapid current toward a waterfall. Above, Chunk spots her coming out from the the trees.



A desk cluttered with files and schematics is suddenly jolted as Special Agent RICHARD "DATA" WANG bangs his head on the bottom of it, as he sits up, waving a file folder. Pictures fall out of it--they are the people following Andi.

Hah! Got you now! But where are you?


The fugitives leap out of the forest into the streambed, spotting Andi just as the helicopter lowers far enough for her to grab a rescue ladder. She makes a rude gesture at them, then climbs up.

Took you long enough.

I told you to keep your phone.

I got kind of tangled up down there.

Where are we headed?

Andi opens her satchel, takes out the jewels, all of which were on board One-Eyed Willie's ship.

Home. Let's just go home.
kc_rumors From: kc_rumors Date: August 13th, 2005 07:52 am (UTC) (Link)
Ha! That's beautiful. Thank you very much. :) I loved how everybody turned out. Mouth and Mikey were spot on, though Chunk and Andi were a surprise. But it was still sweet that Chunk and Andi were the ones who went back after Willie's jewels. I'm also a little sad that there's no Sloth - not that I'm complaining at all considering it was suppose to be a drabble.

Is it wrong that I can still hear Data's accent when he speaks?

THANK YOU!!!!! :)
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