Weekly Drabble challenge

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Rules:

1) A drabble is, by definition, a 100-word story therefore all responses should be 100 words exactly, no exceptions.
2) You may also choose to respond to this challenge with a five-minute sketch.
3) PLEASE put the word DRABBLE at the top of your post. That way people can easily spot the drabbles in amongst any reader comments they receive.

RATING: I don't think this should be limited so reader beware that they could be any rating (you could put it in the subject line if you feel it needs it)

PLEASE try to remember to make each drabble a comment in response to the original post. That way, if the comments start to collapse, the drabbles themselves should remain visible. 

Party Time!


End of my season at one camp - off to the next on Tuesday - so let's celebrate. Birthday, anniversary, getting out of the soup or just well... Coz! Let's see the boys letting their hair down - or the aftermath!

please tag :)

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[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

Drabble: A dashed interesting morning

“Jeeves, what is that on your head?”
“Confetti, sir.”
“Confetti?”
“Yes, sir. The Venerable Thomas Dealty introduced the custom at St. Mary's Church in Swillington based on the Hindu custom of throwing rice at weddings.”
“Jeeves! Did you marry?”
“No sir.”
“Thank heavens! Whose wedding did you attend?”
“Yours, sir.”
“Mine?! Whom did I…? Oh, not…. But?”
“You were quite inebriated. The young lady’s previous fiancé knocked you unconscious and married her himself.”
“Did you fetch him thither?”
“I had an ulterior motive, sir.”
“Would you nestle me in your arms while you explain?”
“It would be my pleasure, dearest.”

[erynn999.livejournal.com]

*snerk*

[eaivalefay.livejournal.com]

LOL Now there's a wedding one wants to see. (Well, I would. Bertie might have different feelings about that.) Poor Bertie, he keeps ending up closer and closer to the altar. Thank goodness he has Jeeves!

[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

The Freshest Ideas -or- The Joosterware Seal of Approval

The plastic bowl bounced off the dark paneling. The words ‘concussed,’ “not to be left untended,’ and ‘mentally negligible’ echoed until Jeeves cast a mild look thither. Silence.
“You see, sir, press here firmly to ‘burp’ the container.” Burp.
“Like a baby, what? Burping?” Burp, burp.
His eye twinkled fondly. “You appear fatigued, sir. Perhaps we should…?”
“No, no...”
“I must insist, sir.”
Later, we snogged each other breathless.
“I thought these valet parties would be more, er, fun.”
“But you bought so many….”
“You seem to like them.”
“I love you, darling.”
“And I you.”
And there was snogging.

[erynn999.livejournal.com]

My mother used to sell that stuff. *shudder*

[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

so did my aunt... Bertie recuperates it with the snogging, I think

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

DRABBLE: The Morning After

Bertie woke groaning into Jeeves' shoulder. "What was in that punch, Reg? Head's pounding like there's bongos in."

"I've prepared the usual restorative, Bertram," Jeeves said... from above.

Cracking one eye, Bertie discovered he wasn't draped over Jeeves; he was cuddling... "Rocky?"

"Quietly, Bertie," Rocky Todd grumbled, squinting past Bertie. "Your famous brew? Bless you, Jeeves."

Upon moving, Bertie's body reminded him of their wild ‘night before’.

Jeeves extended a glass of reddish-brown liquid. "You'll remember shortly, Bertram."

Rocky smirked after a few swallows and a full-body twitch, "Some party, Bertie,"

"Indeed, sir," murmured Jeeves, his expression making Bertie blush.

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's just adorably excellent!

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

We approve of the endings with snogging.
;D

[erynn999.livejournal.com]

*happyhappy*

[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

Thank-you! I always get nervous when I have recourse to Wikipedia to write these...

[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

Indeed, eaivalefay. ; )

[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

naughty things!! whatever did they get up to?

[godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com]

*whew*