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Title: The Chicken That Was Not A Chicken
Author: Beer Good (
beer_good_foamy)
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Monster Island
Characters/Pairing (if any): Oz/Willow
A/N: If you don't know about Seth Green's TV series Robot Chicken, this drabble will probably make little sense.
Oz has the strangest dreams sometimes. Not Willowishly weird, but still... weird. As if it's not really him dreaming them.
Like the one he keeps having, where he has his own kingdom of small plastic monsters to do his bidding. He can pit Skeletor against Darth Vader, Megatron against Chucky, the Coreys against Michael Jackson. It feels disturbingly good to play God, knowing his audience cannot but keep watching as he invents new ways to torture the denizens of his little private island.
Then he's shook awake.
"Oz?"
"Stupid monkey..."
"What did you call me?"
"Uh... sorry, Will. Weird dream."
Title: University of Pylea Physics Dept.
Author: Beer Good (
beer_good_foamy)
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Portal Through Time
Characters/Pairing (if any): Fred
158 days (159?) since hot showers, computers, public transport, refrigerators and a lot of things she's forgetting.
She's spent years learning stuff, when did it get so hard? She's supposed to be one of those thinkers who advance mankind's knowledge. She can explain Heisenberg's uncertainty principle, Einstein's theory of relativity, quantum mechanics... the other slaves hate her since they keep having to show her how to build a fire, skin a goat, even what leaves to wipe her ass with.
Fred counts the days on fingers whose nails are worn down to the flesh. 159, 160. One more memory gone.
Title: Slash
Author: Beer Good (
beer_good_foamy)
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Fandom
Characters/Pairing (if any): William The Not Yet Very Bloody
London, 1864
"William?"
"Yes, Mother?"
"I was in your room, and I happened to lay eyes on... on... would you care to explain the meaning of these pages you've written?"
"Oh... um... it's for school, Mother. We're reading Pride and Prejudice."
"Don't give me that. You can't possibly dream of presenting... filth such as this in school."
"It's not -"
"It is! Moreover, it is emphatically NOT what happens in Miss Austen's book!"
"Um... that's precisely it, Mother, it's about subverting the reader's expectations, and... playing with established canon, and... um..."
"Honestly, William. Darcy/Wickham? I swear, sometimes I fear for your soul."
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Title: The Chicken That Was Not A Chicken
Author: Beer Good (
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Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Monster Island
Characters/Pairing (if any): Oz/Willow
A/N: If you don't know about Seth Green's TV series Robot Chicken, this drabble will probably make little sense.
Oz has the strangest dreams sometimes. Not Willowishly weird, but still... weird. As if it's not really him dreaming them.
Like the one he keeps having, where he has his own kingdom of small plastic monsters to do his bidding. He can pit Skeletor against Darth Vader, Megatron against Chucky, the Coreys against Michael Jackson. It feels disturbingly good to play God, knowing his audience cannot but keep watching as he invents new ways to torture the denizens of his little private island.
Then he's shook awake.
"Oz?"
"Stupid monkey..."
"What did you call me?"
"Uh... sorry, Will. Weird dream."
Title: University of Pylea Physics Dept.
Author: Beer Good (
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Portal Through Time
Characters/Pairing (if any): Fred
158 days (159?) since hot showers, computers, public transport, refrigerators and a lot of things she's forgetting.
She's spent years learning stuff, when did it get so hard? She's supposed to be one of those thinkers who advance mankind's knowledge. She can explain Heisenberg's uncertainty principle, Einstein's theory of relativity, quantum mechanics... the other slaves hate her since they keep having to show her how to build a fire, skin a goat, even what leaves to wipe her ass with.
Fred counts the days on fingers whose nails are worn down to the flesh. 159, 160. One more memory gone.
Title: Slash
Author: Beer Good (
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Rating: PG13
Word Count: 100
Prompt: Fandom
Characters/Pairing (if any): William The Not Yet Very Bloody
London, 1864
"William?"
"Yes, Mother?"
"I was in your room, and I happened to lay eyes on... on... would you care to explain the meaning of these pages you've written?"
"Oh... um... it's for school, Mother. We're reading Pride and Prejudice."
"Don't give me that. You can't possibly dream of presenting... filth such as this in school."
"It's not -"
"It is! Moreover, it is emphatically NOT what happens in Miss Austen's book!"
"Um... that's precisely it, Mother, it's about subverting the reader's expectations, and... playing with established canon, and... um..."
"Honestly, William. Darcy/Wickham? I swear, sometimes I fear for your soul."
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