Weekly Drabble Challenge
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indeedsir_backupRules: (short and sweet)
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)
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. Thanks.
This week's prompt is:
Dialogue Only
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Drabble: A Plot is Resolved (a sequel to A Plot is Hatched)
Date: 2012-03-30 09:55 pm (UTC)"Yes, Jeeves?"
"About your manuscript, sir."
"Well, what is it? You have the soupiest look on your dial, old thing."
"I understand this is intended as a work of fiction, but your words regarding my role in your life run a great risk of misinterpretation."
"Nonsense, Jeeves. You are the finest specimen of humanity I've ever met: a paragon in every way."
"Sir, I hesitate to contradict you, but one might easily draw the conclusion from your story that... that you are in love with me."
"Hmm. So one might."
"Sir?"
"Really, Jeeves. Just kiss me."
"With pleasure, sir."
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Date: 2012-04-02 02:29 pm (UTC)Love it when a scheme of Bertie has succes :D
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Date: 2012-03-31 03:06 am (UTC)“Sorry, Richard, dear chum, but the avuncular command is one this Wooster dare not disobey. Still, it shan’t be that bad.”
“Bad enough. I’ve seen that Meadows chap. He’s as cold a trout as any fish shop offering. I’d not want him under my roof.”
“Never said I wanted the chap. Cast that idea from the gray matter.”
“Then why live with him?”
“I could hardly move in with Ginger, now could I?
“You might at least engage a pleasant valet.”
“No such thing living, I fear. Just interchangeable cogs within the Wooster-crushing valet machinery.”
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Date: 2012-03-31 07:51 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-03-31 03:32 pm (UTC)“Jeeves?”
“Sir?”
“I saw that girl staring at you.”
“Girl, sir?”
“The new girl working for Aunt Dahlia. She was making eyes at you.”
“I’m afraid I don’t know what you’re inferring, sir.”
“Don’t be coy. She was looking at you like you were a juicy piece of fruit and she wanted to tuck in.”
“I didn’t notice, sir.”
“Of course you didn’t. But still, the filly obviously fancies you. She’s willowy. She has blue eyes and sandy blonde hair.”
“I don’t need to search for that, sir.“
“Why not?“
“Because, Bertram, I already have you.”
“Oh. Very good., Reg.”
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Date: 2012-03-31 07:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-03-31 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-04-02 03:09 pm (UTC)“Good morning, sir.”
“Jeeves? What time is it?”
“Half past eight, sir.”
“Half past eight!? And a good morning it is, is it Jeeves?”
“I could not say, sir”
“Oh?”
“Mrs. Gregson is here to see you sir, she is awaiting you in the sitting room.”
“Good Lord.”
“She informed me it was very urgent.”
“No doubt she found a fresh beazel to threaten the young Master with.”
“It seems very likely, sir.”
“What shall I do Reg?”
“Begging your pardon, but keep your voice down for a start, sir.”
“Right ho.”
“I prepared your tea, sir.”
“Thank you, Jeeves.”
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Date: 2012-04-02 07:19 pm (UTC)Run, Bertie! There's a window right there!