I am so exhausted. Last night was Senior Ball. It was on a boat in the Bay and it was a lot of fun. Dinner and dessert was served buffet-style on the boat, the DJ played a good combo of hip-hop/techno/dance music and upbeat indie stuff (Lilly Allen, Justice, MGMT--woo!) and that made me really happy. However, the combination of dancing + sailing
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but I would love a drabble from you!
Viktor/Luna - I walk alone
thanks!!
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“Vhy do you valk alone in the voods?” He demanded of her.
She shrugged and kept walking. “Why do you?”
“I haff come here to think.”
“So have I.”
“But you are voman; it is not safe in voods for voman.”
She laughed then and turned to grin at him. She wasn’t hurt or perplexed, just amused.
“Vhy do you valk alone in the voods?” he demanded again, growing frustrated.
“To hear you mispronounce all those w’s, of course. Silly goose! When else will so many make it together into one sentence?”
He blinked.
She kissed his cheek and skipped away.
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Okay I'm going to test you with a new fandom, it's okay if you can't do it because I probably couldn't either. I've wanted to try other fandoms but it's really hard to break outside of HP, lolz.
So... Pushing Daisies: Ned/Olive - a last hurrah?
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and thanks. ^^ Ball was fun. I'm glad you had a good evening too!
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“Olive, let it go.”
“I can’t, Ned! I won’t! And you shouldn’t either! The Piehole! The Piehole!”
Olive stood braced against the entrance, her arms spread over the locked doors while Ned looked wearily on. “There’s nothing we can do.”
“We can keep making pies, Ned!”
“…That nobody will eat?”
“We’ll eat them!”
Ned sighed. “Olive, come on.”
“But you’re The Piemaker! You need to make pies!”
“No, I don’t.”
“You don’t?”
“It’s okay now. Everything’s okay now; I don’t need the pies.”
“You don’t?”
He smiled softly. “Not really.”
And, hesitantly, Olive let her arms down and smiled back. “Oh, okay.”
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AND WOOT FOR DOING A NEW FANDOM, ahahaha.
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Lisa/Neville "summer sunset"
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