Drabble: A Cunning Rescue (tinman100)
(Drabble 2 of 4 from tinman100 Challenge 24 - "Cabin")
Title: A Cunning Rescue
Word Count: 400
Characters: Cain, Glitch, mention of DG and Raw
Rating: PG
Cain watched in utter horror as what could only be Glitch slithered his way through the kitchen window of the cabin and tumbled to the floor. Glitch bounced back up, hands raised and ready for a fight. Though the effect was slightly ruined by the fluffy, furry nature of his clothes, clearly borrowed from Raw. The tail of the jacket swung from his skinny backside. Cain found it hypnotic and fascinating, in a appalling way.
Smoothing down his brushed-out mane of hair and flashing a grin, Glitch bounded over to where Cain was tied up. He pressed a finger to his lips, his hands clad in half-length leather gloves, complete with metal spikes at the knuckles. “SHHHHH,” he hissed noisily, then continued in a stage whisper that was somehow louder than his normal voice. “I’m in disguise.”
The moment one of Cain’s hands was free, he brought his hand up and gave his forehead a good, solid smack. “Please tell me I’m hallucinating.”
“Nope!” Glitch replied smugly, hauling the now-freed Cain to his feet. “Come on, I left the others in a ditch. Raw’s pretty grumpy ‘cause he doesn’t fit in my clothes.
“You’re telling me there’s a naked Viewer waiting for me out there?”
Glitch snorted. “You should have seen DG’s face. Though she did seem to have fun making my hair look like his...”
They made it back to the window and Cain was just glad the men holding him hostage were keeping to the front of the cabin and were apparently deaf. “And why exactly did you feel the need to disguise yourself as Raw?”
“Pfft,” Glitch waved his hand. “He’s got the best camouflage between us to sneak through the open, but he never would have fit through this window.” Glitch then proceeded to slide his body through said window. There was a thump on the other side then his head sprang back into view. “Hurry up! Suck in that butt of yours and get out here!”
Cain gaped for a moment then he did as he was told, for expediency sake. Glitch helped him up when he hit the ground and together they made for the woods and their waiting friends. “I’m pretty sure the expression is ‘suck in that gut,’” he pointed out breathlessly.
Glitch shot him a filthy look. “Not in your case. Not that I’m complaining.”
“Just get me out of here.”
~*~
End
Title: A Cunning Rescue
Word Count: 400
Characters: Cain, Glitch, mention of DG and Raw
Rating: PG
Cain watched in utter horror as what could only be Glitch slithered his way through the kitchen window of the cabin and tumbled to the floor. Glitch bounced back up, hands raised and ready for a fight. Though the effect was slightly ruined by the fluffy, furry nature of his clothes, clearly borrowed from Raw. The tail of the jacket swung from his skinny backside. Cain found it hypnotic and fascinating, in a appalling way.
Smoothing down his brushed-out mane of hair and flashing a grin, Glitch bounded over to where Cain was tied up. He pressed a finger to his lips, his hands clad in half-length leather gloves, complete with metal spikes at the knuckles. “SHHHHH,” he hissed noisily, then continued in a stage whisper that was somehow louder than his normal voice. “I’m in disguise.”
The moment one of Cain’s hands was free, he brought his hand up and gave his forehead a good, solid smack. “Please tell me I’m hallucinating.”
“Nope!” Glitch replied smugly, hauling the now-freed Cain to his feet. “Come on, I left the others in a ditch. Raw’s pretty grumpy ‘cause he doesn’t fit in my clothes.
“You’re telling me there’s a naked Viewer waiting for me out there?”
Glitch snorted. “You should have seen DG’s face. Though she did seem to have fun making my hair look like his...”
They made it back to the window and Cain was just glad the men holding him hostage were keeping to the front of the cabin and were apparently deaf. “And why exactly did you feel the need to disguise yourself as Raw?”
“Pfft,” Glitch waved his hand. “He’s got the best camouflage between us to sneak through the open, but he never would have fit through this window.” Glitch then proceeded to slide his body through said window. There was a thump on the other side then his head sprang back into view. “Hurry up! Suck in that butt of yours and get out here!”
Cain gaped for a moment then he did as he was told, for expediency sake. Glitch helped him up when he hit the ground and together they made for the woods and their waiting friends. “I’m pretty sure the expression is ‘suck in that gut,’” he pointed out breathlessly.
Glitch shot him a filthy look. “Not in your case. Not that I’m complaining.”
“Just get me out of here.”
~*~
End