drabble generator

[carpecarpem.livejournal.com]

Hee. A drabble-matic. It's even better than mad-libs! That is, in the sense that it's really fast. Go here -> http://www.prillalar.com/drabbles/
This is what I ended up with it - I think it's quite in-character. :D


A Car In Time

On a sleek and shiny morning, Bertie sat in the blue room. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His ear ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Jeeves to love someone with a flirty mouth?

Slowly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a tragic naff egg, all on a summer's day. I wish my Jeeves would shag me, in his own fit way..."

"Do you?" Jeeves sat down beside Bertie and put his hand on Bertie's arse. "I think that could be arranged."

Bertie gasped gracefully. "But what about my flirty mouth?"

"I like it," Jeeves said lovingly. "I think it's purple."

They came together and their kiss was like a huge boa constrictor that has just discovered a new species of deer that has no unpleasant bony bits and can't run away.

"I love you," Bertie said smexily.

"I love you too," Jeeves replied and shagged him.

They bought a jaguar, moved in together, and lived manfully ever after.

Comments

[capra-maritimus.livejournal.com]

*giggle*

Hal's drabblematic is so much fun! :D

[finding-jay.livejournal.com]

I wish I could live manfully with someone =(

Hee, that drabble-maker is so amusing.

[purple-bat.livejournal.com]

"Do you?" Jeeves sat down beside Bertie and put his hand on Bertie's arse. "I think that could be arranged."

Ooooooooh!

[captainpellew.livejournal.com]

Sexy Love

Jeeves finished packing. Ever since Wooster, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Jeeves had been bouncy.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing fucked him, all was sweaty. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going on the davenport to become a noisy tie.

Just then, there was a pert knock at the door. Jeeves opened it and stood there inadvertantly for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his buttock.

When Jeeves came to, Wooster was holding his nose and looking slick. "My love," Wooster said flippantly, "I'm sorry for the hot shock. I've been shipwrecked on a steamy island for the last ten years, living like a lowing cow with warm teats and a full udder. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my member in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Jeeves could hardly believe his Wooster had returned. "I will always love you, member or no member. Besides, you can cover it up with a tea cosy."

They embraced giddily and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was dignified.

[shenth.livejournal.com]

*snort*

[rosamundeb.livejournal.com]

A TEA COSY? *ggl*

[rosamundeb.livejournal.com]

That... is PERFECT!

""Ah, my love is like a tragic naff egg, all on a summer's day. I wish my Jeeves would shag me, in his own fit way...""

And

"flirty mouth"!

[carpecarpem.livejournal.com]

I know! The poem is my favorite favorite part.

[doomynic.livejournal.com]

haha i love it! i did hugh/stephen.

A Squirrel In Time

On a taut and moist morning, Hugh sat in a suit. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His tummy button ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Stephen to love someone with a shiny eyebrow?

Bashfully, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a messy strange radiater, all on a summer's day. I wish my Stephen would lick me, in his own dark way..."

"Do you?" Stephen sat down beside Hugh and put his hand on Hugh's foot. "I think that could be arranged."

Hugh gasped gloatingly. "But what about my shiny eyebrow?"

"I like it," Stephen said forcefully. "I think it's bright."

They came together and their kiss was like someone walking into a pane of glass they didn't realise was there.

"I love you," Hugh said shyly.

"I love you too," Stephen replied and licked him.

They bought a badger, moved in together, and lived quietly ever after.

[innocentsmith.livejournal.com]

That's...disturbingly IC. Especially Bertie's flirty mouth. And

their kiss was like a huge boa constrictor that has just discovered a new species of deer that has no unpleasant bony bits and can't run away.


seems completely the kind of ludricrous simile Bertie would use.

*goes off to waste a ridiculous amount of time on the drabble generator.*

This Was Mine!

[desrose.livejournal.com]

Whiny Lang Syne

Bertie sipped rougishly at his drink and stood whiny behind a dog. He wasn't sure why he had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. He was no good at parties anyhow. They always made him feel tasty and he ended up like he was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how cushy his lip got when he was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Bertie knew very well why he was at the party: to see Jeeves.

Ah, Jeeves. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his artistic calf made Bertie's heart beat like the merry wives of windsor being extremely merry.

But tonight everyone was masked. Bertie peered spitefully through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Jeeves. There, he thought, the man over by the cat, the dark one with the shark mask. It had to be Jeeves. No one else could look so rum-colored, even in a shark mask.

He began to walk Bertie's way and Bertie started to panic. What if he actually talked to Bertie?

Jeeves came right up to Bertie and Bertie thought that he was going to faint.

"Hello," Jeeves said skillfully. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the bird," Bertie said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so soft.

Just then, a luminous voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Bertie's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Jeeves might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Jeeves swept Bertie into his arms, bent him in the air, and kissed Bertie lovingly, slipping him the tongue and groping his torso.

Bertie could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. He reached out huskily and pulled Jeeves's mask off his face. It was Jeeves! "I knew it was you," Bertie said and took his own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Jeeves said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Bertie watched him go. He would be right back, Bertie was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.

(*g* that wasn't half bad! I can actually see Jeeves doing just that!)