Vimes/Sybil Music Drabble Meme Fun
1. Everclear - The Twistinside
Captain Vimes shaved himself carefully in front of an old mirror. He was hung over, his mouth tasted like glue and his eyes were bloodshot. He really couldn’t keep this up anymore. Drinking himself into insensibility wasn’t as much fun as it used to be. It wasn’t just that it upset Lady Sybil because she made a pretty good show of acting like it didn’t but… he knew he couldn’t keep on like this anymore. Drinking heavily everyday and passing out just as he reached his bed was fine when he was twenty but he wasn’t anywhere near that anymore. He had to grow up. He knew that, he’d known that a long time, all Lady Sybil Ramkin did was remind him of his age.
2. Pimpinela, featuring Dyango - Ese Hombre
Vimes thought that the journey to Borogravia was rough then he stepped onto the dwarf barge and was proven wrong. He wasn’t the only Ankh-Morpork diplomat on board and there really wasn’t a barge big enough to hold both Vimes and Lord Rust. Officially, they despised each other because they each represented everything the other hated. Lord Rust was a fool in a position of power because he was born into privilege. Commander Vimes was an ambitious commoner who was clearly in over his head. Officially, that was all. But… it was slightly more awkward for Vimes to be around Rust after Sybil told him that she’d gone out with him once. He wasn’t jealous, he certainly wasn’t jealous of Rust. Sybil made it quite clear that she’d had little interest in him even when she’d dated him but it was still… awkward being around his wife’s ex-sweetheart. What did she see in him? They both always found themselves wondering.
3. Chicago Soundtrack - Razzle Dazzle
Post Master General/Manager of the Royal Bank of Ankh-Morpork Moist Von Lipwig was on trial. Vimes watched the young man with a mix of wry amusement and skin crawling annoyance. Every time he opened his mouth, he had a smart answer. Vimes had never heard so much snickering at a trial in the whole of his career. This isn’t a trial, Vimes thought, it’s a circus. He’d had no idea how right he’d been until the following day when Willikins read him the Times.
“A what!?” Vimes demanded, nearly taking his ear off with the razor.
“A pie, your grace.” Willikins answered dryly. “The Patrician believed that it was pineapple.”
Vimes slammed the straight razor down, shaving foam dripped off his face. What the hell goes on when he’s not around?
4. Everclear - Clean
Vimes sulked on the coach ride to Uncle Lofthouse’s little house in Quirm.
“I don’t the point in this.” He said for the thirty seventh time, as they entered the parlor. He took a deep breath as he was faced with the horror of the gods’ own waiting room.
“Don’t be like that, Sam.” Sybil said. “He won’t say no.”
“Well, if you know that why I am I even bothering to ask?” Vimes said.
“Because a man ought to ask a woman’s father for her hand in marriage.” Sybil said almost coldly. “And since Daddy’s gone, Uncle Lofthouse will have to fill in.”
Vimes shuddered. He got a definite feeling that this ‘asking for Sybil’s hand in marriage’ formality would have been infinitely more complicated if the old bastard were still alive. There had to be some reason beyond a keenness for swamp dragons that kept Sybil single all these years.
5. Stevie Nicks - Kind of Woman
Captain Vimes and Lady Sybil went for a walk on his night off. Vimes kept his hands in his pockets and didn’t speak much while Sybil talked. She kept moving closer and closer and then to his shock, she took his arm. He didn’t move away from her because that would be rude and it would give her the wrong idea but it did feel strange. He could have said that he wasn’t the sort of man that could be affectionate in public and that was true but why not? Why did he feel so guilty when Sybil leaned close to him as they walked through the city? They weren’t doing anything wrong. They weren’t attached to anyone else so why? Why didn’t he want the city to know about his relationship with Lady Sybil?
6. Emerson, Lake and Palmer - Lucky Man
Vimes woke up with a start. He had the nightmare about the empty cot again. He slid out of bed quietly and on soundless feet, he went into Young Sam’s nursery. It was dark and Vimes stepped on some toy made of wood. He bit on his fist to keep from cursing. He peeked carefully into the cot. Yes, Young Sam was there and sleeping peacefully for a change. He sighed with relief and almost laughed at himself. He never thought he’d miss the days when Young Sam would scream the house down in the middle of the night but he did. It let Vimes know that he was still there before he started wondering. He reached into the cot and stroked his son’s soft head with the tip of his finger. All Vimes’ fears washed away in that moment.
“I’m so lucky.” Vimes whispered to no one in particular.
He stayed leaning over the cot and watching his son sleep awhile.
7. Thumbelina - Let Me Be Your Wings (Sun Reprise)
“He’s called Sam, Sam. And no argument.” Sybil said.
The sun came out.
Nature saw fit to do Narrative Causality’s will when Young Sam was born. Young Sam was the little sun that lit and warmed Vimes’ world. There was a huge and almost mystical change in Vimes in that moment. He’d always been a night person and he’d never much cared for the gods. But now… well, children just… change your perspective, he thought.
8. Across the Universe Soundtrack - I Want You
Vimes’ hand was drifting to his bottom left hand drawer. He stopped himself just as his fingers wrapped around the drawer’s knob. Why was this so hard? There were so many reasons not, so many reasons to stop. So why did the alcohol have this hold on him? Why did he have to be so damn careful all the time? It wasn’t fair! It was… it was just habit wasn’t it? He only drank because that’s what he’d always done. He wished he couldn’t hear it whispering to him from the bottom of that drawer. He wished he didn’t feel the bottle just sitting there, staring up at him through layers of wood and paperwork. He wished he didn’t think of it as some liquid temptress with a siren voice. It just proved that there were several things wrong with him. When he could resist attractive women but not a bottle of whiskey, something is wrong.
9. Reba McEntire - Angel’s Lullaby
The Sams were asleep. Sybil kissed her minutes’ old baby on the head gently while Vimes snored softly. She took a deep breath and thanked the gods for… well, for everything. She was tired and sore and she’d been feeling wrung out for months and especially right now but she was still grateful. She had a wonderful husband and a beautiful son and she had no idea what she’d done to deserve them. She didn’t know who decided to send Sam into her life but she’d always be grateful. She kissed her son again and then caressed her husband’s face.
10. Itzhak Perlman - Schindler’s List Theme
Nancyball fainted when he and Sam went into the cells at Cable Street. Sam wished that he had too. But his body wouldn’t let him. He walked down the length of the cells and saw… everything. He saw people cower as he approached and he heard whimpering and he just wished he was dead. He wished that he could remember just who he’d put in here, then he could beg their forgiveness but when he closed his eyes and tried to recall the faces, they were all blanks. There was a woman in one of the cells and Sam had to stop himself being sick. He leaned against the wall awhile, shivering, his heart pounding violently and his eyes watering from the stink of the place and the guilt.