O Christmas Tree (Double Drabble)
If anyone is curious...a drabble is exactly 100 words long.
Robotech belongs to Harmony Gold, I'm just borrowing for 200 words
G rated, post-series, Rick/Lisa and kids.
O, Christmas tree, o Christmas tree, o Christmas tree o Christmas tree!” Claudia Hunter’s enthusiasm in no way made up for her lack of singing talent, as she bounced through the Hayes/Hunter quarters singing at the top of her six-year-old lungs. It was all Lisa could do not to cover her ears.
Henry, four years Claudia’s senior, looked at her and shook his head slowly. “You’re singing it wrong,” he said. “It’s ‘how lovely are your branches’.”
“You’re both wrong,” Roy, at twelve the oldest, interjected. Then he, too, began singing. “Oh Tom the toad, oh Toad, why are you lying in the road!” Henry joined him for the next line, which was a repeat of the first. And finally Claudia joined in. “Oh didn’t you see that truck ahead, now you are lying flat and dead!” And then, at the top of their lungs… “Oh Tom the toad, oh Tom the toad, why are you lying in the road?”
Lisa looked over at Rick, her lips twitching into an involuntary smile. “Are you sure you wouldn’t have rather married Minmei? At least they might have been able to carry a tune.”
“True,” Rick said. “But they wouldn’t be yours.”
Robotech belongs to Harmony Gold, I'm just borrowing for 200 words
G rated, post-series, Rick/Lisa and kids.
O, Christmas tree, o Christmas tree, o Christmas tree o Christmas tree!” Claudia Hunter’s enthusiasm in no way made up for her lack of singing talent, as she bounced through the Hayes/Hunter quarters singing at the top of her six-year-old lungs. It was all Lisa could do not to cover her ears.
Henry, four years Claudia’s senior, looked at her and shook his head slowly. “You’re singing it wrong,” he said. “It’s ‘how lovely are your branches’.”
“You’re both wrong,” Roy, at twelve the oldest, interjected. Then he, too, began singing. “Oh Tom the toad, oh Toad, why are you lying in the road!” Henry joined him for the next line, which was a repeat of the first. And finally Claudia joined in. “Oh didn’t you see that truck ahead, now you are lying flat and dead!” And then, at the top of their lungs… “Oh Tom the toad, oh Tom the toad, why are you lying in the road?”
Lisa looked over at Rick, her lips twitching into an involuntary smile. “Are you sure you wouldn’t have rather married Minmei? At least they might have been able to carry a tune.”
“True,” Rick said. “But they wouldn’t be yours.”