Drabble!
I had an idea for a silly St. Lucy's Day related drawing, but was too lazy to do it yesterday. Maybe tonight. For now here's a drabble! Totally slash-free! WHOO!
Title: The greatest show of the century
Fandom: Die Ärzte
Characters: Bela B, Farin Urlaub
Prompt: 060 - Drink; 095 - New Year
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Double drabble featuring 2 prompts.
"You want to what?" Rod put his beer back on the table and stared at his two bandmates with an incredulous expression on his face.
"To play a concert on New Year's Eve. What's so strange about that?" Farin replied with an amused smile. He stirred his tea and took a sip.
"You said an open-air concert."
"Yes. What's wrong with that?"
"An open-air concert. At the end of December. The fans are going to freeze to death; we are going to freeze to death."
Bela shrugged and made a vague gesture with his hand. "We could give out Glühwein to the audience..."
"And non-alcoholic Orangenpunsch." Farin butted in.
The drummer rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that too. And it won't be so cold on stage, we're going to use a lot of lights, maybe some fire too."
"It won't be cold for you maybe," Rod retorted. "You can play wearing gloves. My fingers are going to freeze and fall off."
"Oh, don't be like that. It'll be amazing, the greatest show of the century."
Rod sighed and shook his head. "I still think that's the craziest idea I've heard in a long time."
Farin grinned. "That's why we love it."
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Title: The greatest show of the century
Fandom: Die Ärzte
Characters: Bela B, Farin Urlaub
Prompt: 060 - Drink; 095 - New Year
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Double drabble featuring 2 prompts.
"You want to what?" Rod put his beer back on the table and stared at his two bandmates with an incredulous expression on his face.
"To play a concert on New Year's Eve. What's so strange about that?" Farin replied with an amused smile. He stirred his tea and took a sip.
"You said an open-air concert."
"Yes. What's wrong with that?"
"An open-air concert. At the end of December. The fans are going to freeze to death; we are going to freeze to death."
Bela shrugged and made a vague gesture with his hand. "We could give out Glühwein to the audience..."
"And non-alcoholic Orangenpunsch." Farin butted in.
The drummer rolled his eyes. "Yeah, that too. And it won't be so cold on stage, we're going to use a lot of lights, maybe some fire too."
"It won't be cold for you maybe," Rod retorted. "You can play wearing gloves. My fingers are going to freeze and fall off."
"Oh, don't be like that. It'll be amazing, the greatest show of the century."
Rod sighed and shook his head. "I still think that's the craziest idea I've heard in a long time."
Farin grinned. "That's why we love it."
>>> drabbles100's table of prompts