Is it a bird? Is it a plane? No, it's a DRABBLE! :O
I haven't written anything in months and now that I'm super busy I get inspired. Isn't that typical? But I don't care, I'm glad I was able to write something at all. I wonder if I'll ever finish this little project...
Title: Heaven and hell
Fandom: Die Ärzte
Characters: Bela B, Farin Urlaub, Rodrigo Gonzalez
Prompt: 042 - Triangle; 072 - Fixed
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Double drabble featuring 2 prompts.
Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. The people portrayed in this story are real, but I use their "public personas" as if they were fictional characters. No libel or copyright infringement intended.
"Do you know what Rod is going to be dressed up as?" Farin asked as he fixed his angel wings. He was wearing a white suit, complete with white shirt and tie, and white shoes.
"No idea, he just said his costume would match ours," Bela replied checking his devil horns in the mirror. His outfit was a bright red version of Farin's. The guitarist wondered where on earth Bela had found those red leather shoes.
"I hope he bothers to dress up at all this time, he always finds lame excuses not to." Bela commented as he added the finishing touch to his make up.
"Were you talking about me?"
They both turned around. Rod was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest. He was wearing a plain black suit, a white shirt and a black tie. Bela was about to complain (really, that was pretty much Rod's standard stage outfit, for Heaven's sake), when he noticed the golden triangle over the bassist's head.
"Come on you two, we're going to be late." He turned around and walked away. "And remember: I'm the boss tonight."
Bela and Farin looked at each other and burst out laughing.
>>> Table of prompts for drabbles100
Title: Heaven and hell
Fandom: Die Ärzte
Characters: Bela B, Farin Urlaub, Rodrigo Gonzalez
Prompt: 042 - Triangle; 072 - Fixed
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Author's Notes: Double drabble featuring 2 prompts.
Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. The people portrayed in this story are real, but I use their "public personas" as if they were fictional characters. No libel or copyright infringement intended.
"Do you know what Rod is going to be dressed up as?" Farin asked as he fixed his angel wings. He was wearing a white suit, complete with white shirt and tie, and white shoes.
"No idea, he just said his costume would match ours," Bela replied checking his devil horns in the mirror. His outfit was a bright red version of Farin's. The guitarist wondered where on earth Bela had found those red leather shoes.
"I hope he bothers to dress up at all this time, he always finds lame excuses not to." Bela commented as he added the finishing touch to his make up.
"Were you talking about me?"
They both turned around. Rod was leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest. He was wearing a plain black suit, a white shirt and a black tie. Bela was about to complain (really, that was pretty much Rod's standard stage outfit, for Heaven's sake), when he noticed the golden triangle over the bassist's head.
"Come on you two, we're going to be late." He turned around and walked away. "And remember: I'm the boss tonight."
Bela and Farin looked at each other and burst out laughing.
>>> Table of prompts for drabbles100