OK, just learned a new fanfic term and figured it would be a very fun challenge to throw out there. Can you write a Lois and Clark Drabble?
A Drabble is a story that is exactly 100 words long. Can be comprised of all dialogue, no dialogue, mix of narrative and dialogue. Whatever. Only rule is that it has to be exactly 100 words long.
So, anyone out there up to it?
Lynn
(I'll give it a shot.)
A Lois and Clark Drabble? by Tank
Lois grumbled as she moved toward the front door. She was puzzled when she didn't see anyone through the peephole. She opened the door, figuring she'd find some neighborhood kid running away, giggling over his prank.
Lois squeaked in alarm when she saw the small figure standing on her front step. He held a clipboard, and was... green!
"Ah, Mrs. Kent, so glad someone was home. Allow me to introduce myself. I'm Bleh Merklle, I work for the Encyclopedia Galactica. I'm here to update our listing on Kryptonians. You are still married to the last known Kryptonian, aren't you?"
"Clark!"
Tank (who hopes that puncuation doesn't count)
Hee hee, good one, Tank!
Whoops, I meant for mine to be a "reply" under here, oh well!
-W.D.
Awesome challenge, Lynn--I never wrote a 100 word story before!
Good one, Tank. I'm surprised you didn't include a hair cut for Lois in that though.
Caryn
LOL! WooHoo Tank. What a great start to this challenge. It's funny to see how few 100 words really are - take up only a tiny little posting window. But you did it - nailed an entire vignettte with just 100 words. Made me smile and giggle.
Thanks for sharing. I love this.
Lynn
Great challenge, Lynn! I just had to give it a shot too. And 100 words is very very short!
*****
The Drabble Revelation
Lois was fuming when she entered the Daily Planet newsroom. In the middle of an interview, Clark had run away from her with a stupid excuse *again*. He just couldn’t do that while working, so she was finally going to demand an answer.
When she saw Clark already sitting at his desk, she got even madder. Not waiting for a response, she walked past his desk while hissing. “Conference room, now!”
“I demand an answer on your disappearing behavior,” she said harshly when the door closed behind him.
Clark stared at her, perplexed, then wickedly grinned. “Okay. I am Superman.”
*****
Saskia
LOL Sas!!!! Can we get another Drabble?(taking up where you left off, fo course
)
Cris
Okay, I'm enjoying these. Great start Tank and Sas. I particularly liked that straightforward revelation!
You do, of course, realise that you are setting too high a standard for the rest of us to follow. Here, let me lower the standard a little.
Apologies for being depressing. Sorry it doesn't have a title; I couldn't think of one.
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Lois's chestnut hair shone; her skin was the texture of porcelain. Her eyes danced and she was smiling.
Clark had never seen her look so breath-takingly beautiful.
No, he thought. Not true. She'd looked just as beautiful the first time they'd met, when she'd stormed into Perry's office. She'd looked beautiful for Luthor's ball... for the Kerths... on their first date. She'd even looked beautiful caked in sewage and covered in cement.
She'd looked beautiful because he'd loved her.
He still loved her. Now, looking at the posthumously painted portrait his children had just unveiled, he knew he'd never stopped.
_______
Chris
These are GREAT!!!!
Tank -- your's is very fun and inovative!! But I too have to say that I was really surprised that it did NOT include a haircut...... maybe if you had 200 words you could have included it
Sas -- I loved it!!.... what a great and "evilish" revelation.... how fun!!!!
Chris -- OMG, how beautiful!!! It's absolutely wonderful!! You captured sooooo much emotion in just 100 words.... amazing!
)
Okay, since so many of you demanded it.
Another Drabble by Tank
"Snip, snip, snip, snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip... snip, snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip, snip, snip, snip - snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip, snip... snip snip snip."
"Snip, snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip... snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip, snip, snip snip, snip. Snip - snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip, snip... snip, snip, snip. Snip, snip. Snip, snip... snip."
"All done, Lois. How do you like it?"
Lois stared into the mirror for several moments, hardly recognizing the short-haired person staring out at her. "It looks great, Cindy, thanks a lot."
lol, tank. i think you have an extra "snip" there.
fun challenge, lynn. i've really enjoyed reading the ones so far. great job, everyone.
so, here's mine. see what you think.
Paul
"Clark, I need to tell you something," Lois said nervously.
"What is it? You're not in trouble, are you?"
"Oh, no! Well, I hope not. I don't think I am. I'm pretty sure --"
"Lois, just tell me."
"Okay, you know how Lex and I have been..."
"Yes," he growled. "I know."
"Well, he asked me to marry him... and I said yes."
"No!!"
Surprisingly, she laughed.
"What?"
"Your expression!"
"Well, you're... Gah!"
"Oh, Clark... April Fools!"
"What?!"
"I'm sorry. I thought it would be funny. I didn't realize... I didn't know you felt so strongly."
"Lois..."
"I love you, too."
I love all of these.
Tricia
Edit: Paul, you managed to sneak in as I was posting. I can just see the look on Clark's face when Lois said, "April Fool!" LOL!
Thanks for sharing your drabble. It's great.
These are all fantastic! Amazing that 100 words can range from hilarious to heartbreaking. Thanks to all of you for doing these.
I figured I should at least give a stab at my own challenge <g>. So this drabble is dedicated to Kaethel with a big fat wink to LabRat
Exactly 100 words not counting the title.
Guilty Pleasures
*****
“Clark? You OK?”
“Mmmm. Yeah. Lois, that was amazing.”
“Thought you might like it.”
“I never knew I could enjoy something so...”
“Dark?”
“Yeah. Makes me feel kinda...evil.”
“It's fun to be bad once in a while, huh?”
“Sort of makes me want to rethink this whole goody-goody superhero thing.”
“Only if you’re a bad boy with me.”
“Only you.”
“Sure gives new meaning to the phrase ‘guilty pleasure.’”
“So, you up for some more?”
“Sorry. It’s a once a week thing.”
“Too bad. I could do this every night.”
“Me, too."
"You think Buffy’ll pick Spike or Angel?”
ROTFL, Lynn! Wot, they don't watch Stargate?!?
Lynn!!!!!
)
I've always wanted to see a L&C/Angel CrossOver. I'm betting that's the closest I'll ever get too.
TEEEEJ
These little stories are great!
LOL at Tank's second one
for everyone's efforts.
AnnaBtG.
“Lois?”
“Yes?”
“You been reading these things?”
“The 100-word stories?”
“Yes. They’re not bad at all.”
“What? One of them kills me! Another cuts my HAIR off! And my novel? And someone has us watching some silly vampire show - like vampires exist!”
“Well, you never know.”
“Don’t leer at me! Clark, don’t lick your lips like that! Anyway, did you see this other one? Okay, I *did* say I’d marry Lex, but dragging it all up again... ARGH!”
“I think they’re funny. Okay, not that one.”
“Huh. So why couldn’t you tell me about Superman like this one?”
“Darn...”
Lol, Wendy! Feedback as drabble. I like it (but I'm not going to try to replicate your feat)!
Chris
ROFL!!!! These are hilarious! MORE!!!
-Wanda
WANDA’S SECOND DRABBLE!
by Wanda Detroit
__________________________
“Clark, help! I’m dying!” Lois screamed.
“You’re not dying, honey. You’ve just been in labor for twelve hours.”
Lois frowned. “That’s the same as dying.”
Clark compassionately mopped his wife’s brow, and gave her hand an encouraging squeeze.
“You’re almost there, Lois,” announced the doctor.
“Did you hear that, Lois? You’re almost there...”
“Clark, I’m in labor, I’m not DEAF!”
Another contraction came. “Push!” yelled the doctor. “Breathe!” yelled Clark. Lois pushed; her death-grip on Clark’s hand surely would have broken a few fingers, had he not been invulnerable.
And then, a loud cry could be heard.
“Congratulations! It’s a...”
***Sorry, FoLCs, I ran outta words! Happy Belated April Fool’s!***
-Wanda
LOL Wanda!
Okay, here's another; this one's a challenge to myself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~The bullet struck. He staggered. Clasped his hand to his chest. Fell.
Lois’s scream reverberated in his ears. He couldn’t look at her, couldn’t comfort her - he could only...
Die.
She stared. Gasped. Sobbed. Pain gripped her heart and choked, refusing to let go.
Clark.
Dead.
How...? Why...?
She turned on Barrow. “Murderer!” One kick, and the gun flew from his hand.
The crowd dispersed. The gangsters fled. She was left alone - with Clark.
Clark’s dead body.
On her knees, she cried, her tears soaking his face.
His hand gripped hers. “I’m alive.” And he opened his shirt.
Wendy
LOL!!!! Guys, this are all great.
I need a clue,though, Wendy... I just can't remember the name of the ep you just rewrote:D... You'd never tried this one, had you? :p (Btw, I really enjoyed it... saved us lots of angst
)
Cris
I didn't intend to do this, but it came up, so... Here goes nothing
BABBLE DRABBLE
“No, wait, Clark, don't interrupt me. Those crazy FoLCs have given me 100 words to pour my heart out so just... shut up! See? I just wasted over 20, thanks a lot, Farmboy. I don't know which of you has a higher ability to get on my nerves... Your excuses are exasperating all right, but what about their stupid ideas? I mean, 100 words? Heck, they know I could easily get on a 30 minute long ramble and still not say what I want to say... Not that my babbling is their fault, but... Oh, well... Clark, I love you.”
LOL at Wanda, Cristina and Wendy's fdk drabbles.
at Wendy's TOGOM. How sweet!
Keep them coming!
AnnaBtG.
Speechless from laughing and sniffling!
Yay, more drabbles!
Tricia
An Acrostic Drabble Do you think you could do me a favor, Superman?
Really, Lois, you don’t even need to ask. What do you want?
All right, I need you to fly me to Beijing.
Beijing?
Bear with me. You see, next Friday is Clark’s...
Lois! Wait! Before you say another word...
Every time I buy Clark a gift, he always figures out what it is. I swear, Superman, sometimes I think that man has super powers just like you! That’s why I need you to fly me to Beijing to buy him authentic Chinese tea. This year, I’m determined to surprise him!
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EDITED by Vicki to take out her previous comment, since no one who reads it will know what she is talking about.
PS - anyone know where I can get a good spell-check program?
LOL Vicki!! I like it - very clever!
And another one:
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“Clark?”
“Yes?”
“You noticed a pattern with those latest anonymous scoops we’ve been getting?”
“You too, huh?”
“Yeah. I wouldn’t have spotted it if there hadn’t been so many of them - but there it was all along, staring us in the face. All I had to do was -”
He grinned.
“Don’t smirk, Clark! Just because I have to use technology while all you have to do is...”
“Does it matter? Now we’ve tracked down the source?”
“Guess not. Now all we have to do is find them.”
“The FoLCs? lcfanficmbs.com, last I checked.”
“100-word emails. What a giveaway!”
~~~~~~~~~~
Wendy
This is a lot of fun! Thanks for the drabble's so far, they really cheered me up today!
Here's another attempt from me... written for my good friend Sara who keeps nagging me about her husband...
*****
DrabbLex “Lois?”
“Yes?”
“Will you marry me?”
“What?”
“I said, will you marry me?”
“No, I will not, Lex!”
“What? No one turns Lex Luthor down! You’ll pay for this!”
“Lex? NO! Put that gun down!”
“Sorry, Lois, you just shouldn’t have said no to me.”
“Help! Su -”
Bang! Whoosh! Crash!
“Thank you, Superman! I’m glad you were around to save me from Lex. He had lost his mind. Who shoots inside a plane? Do you think the crash killed him?”
“I think so, there’s not much change he survived it. Do you think I should prevent LexCorp from collapsing?”
*****
Saskia
lol, these are great!
Lynn, being a mad Buffy/Angel fan I especially love yours!
BTW She has to pick Angel
My but you guys are inventive!
Bravo!
LabRat
You guys are terrific!
Vicki, hehe
Wendy, yay! That's us!
Saskia, LOL!
Keep'em up!
See ya,
AnnaBtG.
These are great guys!!
I liked them all. Wonderful job everyone!!!
It looked like a lot of fun, so I thought I'd give it a try.
Caryn (whose probably going to get the wrath of Tank for this!)
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Drabble of Hair “Clark?”
Yeah, Honey?”
“Do you think I should grow my hair back out?”
“Lois, what’s this all about?”
“I was thinking that I’ve had it short for too long now and I kind of miss the longer style.”
“Lois, you know I’d love you no matter what your hair looks like.”
“I know, but do you ever miss the longer locks?”
“Sometimes, I always found it very sexy when you would lean over me and your hair fell down around your face.”
“Okay that settles it, no more hair cuts.”
“My Baby's back!”
“I could always wear a wig tonite.”
LOL Caryn!
- Vicki
Bad Caryn, shame on you.
Tank (who can't understand why a few people continue to deny the obvious... that Lois looks better in short hair... sorry, facts are facts)
Ya think, Tank?
“Tank?”
“Yes?”
“You know this obsession you have with my hair?”
“It’s not an obsession! I just happen to know beyond any doubt that you look your most beautiful when your hair is... SHORT!”
“Yes, but when you first met me I had long hair.”
“Yess...”
“And you always told me you fell in love with me the moment you saw me.”
“Uhh...”
“So were you lying all those years?”
“No! You know I love you, Lois. The hair... it’s just the finishing touch, you know?”
“Okay, deal. You want me to cut my hair, YOU CUT OFF YOUR BEARD!”
Wendy
(BTW, great job, Caryn!
)
These are hilarious!! Wendy - you'd better buckle up because this is heading in the direction of a Tank/Wendy challenge in all-Drabble format.
In fact...
Really, everyone, I've just loved all of these. So much talent compacted into a tight, little space <g>.
Lynn
Sorry Tank but I just can't appologize for my Drabble of Hair.
And Wendy thanks for the back-up!
That was another good one!
Caryn
QUOTE]Originally posted by lynnm:
Wendy - you'd better buckle up because this is heading in the direction of a Tank/Wendy challenge in all-Drabble format.
[/QUOTE]
That's it, Tank and Wendy..... You have 50 words each. Who's going first?
-Wanda
Just thought I'd give it a shot:
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Do you believe in love at first sight?
Do you believe in an endless fight
Between two forces, evil and good?
Do you believe? Do you think you could?
Can a foundling babe from another star,
Raised by farmers, grow to be far
More powerful than any machine,
More human than a human being,
With character strong as his brawn,
His only nourishment the dawn?
Do you believe this world of ours
Holds one who’s neither earth nor stars?
Can your mortal mind conceive
That a woman who did not believe
In endless love found the perfect man?
I can.
Mary, that is such a beautiful poem! You really have a gift (unlike some of us)!
You are sending this to the archive, aren't you?
Julie (still amazed)
Here's my contribution.
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Lois Lane leaned over a stack of files sitting in her lap to look at her computer screen. The late hour combined with the amount of work she accomplished during the day served to make her mind hazy.
She didn't notice a certain person creeping up from behind, there despite the late hour. She jumped a little when he put his hands on her shoulders and began massaging them. He leaned over. “I love you,” he whispered in her ear.
Her heart overturned when she heard the statement. She turned around and kissed him tenderly. “I love you too, Tempus.”
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El, anything to add to this one?
Julie
LOL, Julie - You are
Mary, wow!
- Vicki
Aww, shucks!
Thankyou
Okay, let's see what I can say in answer to Wendy's little jibe.
"Lois, I really appreciate you throwing over Clark in favor of me."
"How could I not, Tank." She gave him a shy smile.
"Anyway, if I understand what you said, you'd agree to the short haircut if I shave my beard?" he asked, clearing wanting to have heard her correctly.
"That's right, just the way you like it."
He shrugged. "Okay."
***************
"Ta dah." The newly shaved Tank jumped out of the bathroom.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Lois' hands flew to her mouth in horror. "Grow it back, grow it back!"
Tank (who has always used his beard to hide a multitude of chins)
Oh, really??? Well, in that case...
Lois sat in front of the mirror, brushing her long, silky hair. It lay around her shoulders, just the way she loved it.
Behind her, the love of her life stood watching, his fingers twitching.
“Stop looking like that, Tank,” she told him firmly. “Yes, I know we had a deal, but you’re growing your beard back. Therefore I’m keeping my hair long. Anyway, you said you love me no matter what my hair looks like!”
“You’re right, honey,” Tank admitted reluctantly. He gave the shears on the dressing-table one last, longing look, then locked them in a drawer. Permanently.
(Lynn, you weren't kidding when you talked about duelling drabbles!
)
Wendy
I had every intention of posting another "Long" Hair Drabble, but I thought I'd let the usual two suspects go at it. (Wendy and Tank, keep it up!!
)
Anyway, here's something different.
Caryn
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Seven: A Lois Drabble
by Caryn
When I look at him, I see…
One Man.
Mine. When I think of him, I know…
Two Things.
I Love Him. He Loves Me. When I call for him, it’s one of
Three Names.
“Clark.” “Superman.” “Baby.” When I count the days with him, it’s been…
Four Years.
Paper. Cotton. Leather. Fruit. When I describe his part in my life, it’s with…
Five Identities.
Husband. Lover. Soulmate. Best Friend. Partner. When I worship him, it’s with…
Six Senses.
Touch. Sight. Sound. Taste. Smell. Intuition. When I love him, it’s in…
Seven ways.
Completely. Truly. Madly. Deeply. Inevitably. Absolutely. Thoroughly. ~~~~~~
Caryn's Note: If you're not sure where I was going with Four years (Paper Cotton Leather Fruit) they are the official presents for the first 4 wedding anniversaries.
Caryn - LOVELY! So poetic!
-Wanda
Yay, okay, after chopping off a good 50 words or so, I finally got it down to a hundred. Fun challenge, Lynn!
The sun poured in through the window, and Lois rolled over groaning. She reached for the drawer of her night stand and pulled out a bottle of aspirin for her pounding headache. Her memory was still fuzzy, but she remembered alcohol. Lots of it. And someone else was drunk last night…A red cape peeking out underneath the bed caught her attention. Next to red boots. It couldn’t be…no, they wouldn’t have…*He* wouldn’t have…! Her mind was racing in a thousand directions when a half naked man knocked and stuck his head in the bedroom. “Breakfast is ready!” Clark announced. Huh?!
I'll give it one more shot...
Tank walked up behind Lois where she sat in front of the mirror combing her hair. He placed a tender kiss to the top of her head. "If you want to keep your hair long it's okay with me."
"Really?"
"What ever makes you happy." He smiled, then left.
She stared after him for several moments, then turned back to her reflection. A tear slid lazily down one cheek. Sighing, she reached into the drawer where the shears had been placed just minutes before.
Well, it wasn't like she'd look bad with short hair. With no hesitation she began cutting.
Tank (who says it is hard to keep it down to just a hundred words when the description of the haircut could be so much fun
)
Tut tut, Tank!
Okay, how's this?
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What was she thinking?
Short?
ShortER. Now that was okay. After all, the shoulder-length hair was beginning to get just that little bit unmanageable. Yes, she could probably do with getting an inch or so trimmed off the end. And what was she thinking, cutting her hair herself?
Idiocy. That Tank just had her tied in knots! She loved him so much - but honestly, there really was only so much that a girl could do for the man she loved.
She’d call Traci. Book a trim for tomorrow. And Tank - he’d be happy with a new Corrs DVD.
Wendy
ROTFL!!! Wendy and Tank, please don't stop yet!
The other's are all excellent as well.
Well, I was traveling by train yesterday and I even had pen and paper with me. Suddenly, this idea hit me so here's another silly attempt from me.
*****
Dear Diary,
Today, something unexpected happened. Clark asked me to marry him, to become is wife, to share the rest of my life with him. There’s nothing more I’ve ever wanted.
So I told him ‘no’.
Why?
Very simple.
Today, I also discovered Clark Kent is really Superman, the Man of Steel, the Flying Man in Cape. And he didn’t even tell me! I mean, come on! Before you ask such an important life-altering question, he could have at least told me that much. How on Earth does he think I can marry someone who lied to me... again?
Lois
*****
Saskia
I should be working instead of taking a break, but I couldn't resist, and this only took me five minutes to jot down.
*********
Scissors snipped through dark, silky hair that fell to the floor, slaughtered by the hand of the ruthless hairstylist. Trust was reflected on the face of her victim and reassured the young hairdresser that she was doing it right. Customers with a public job were the hardest to satisfy, and this one was particularly difficult.
At last, the job was finished. She’d done pretty well, Kae thought proudly as she watched the customer’s face light up with a satisfied smile. As he walked out the door, she called after him. “Shall we try the blue dye next week, Mr Wilson?”
*********
Kaethel
Well, the thing is, I really do need a haircut, I just haven't had the time.
That blue hair dye? Is that the stuff I'd have to use on all my gray to make it silvery blue?
Oh well, I guess I'll just stick with the local mall barbers, if I ever get the time.
Tank (who just got home from another fun 14 hour day)
I'll try one more time.
Lois stopped to look at her reflection in the window as she left Traci's Salon. She didn't know what happened. She had made the appointment with every intention of just getting her normal trim. Suddenly she was overcome by some madness. The next moment she was telling Traci to cut her hair short, the way Tank liked it.
She shook her head. The part that really bothered her was... Tank was right. She did look better in short hair. Of course, she'd never admit that to him. One thing was for sure. He could get his own darn Corrs DVDs.
Tank (who really should be in bed since he has to work tomorrow even after putting in a 14 hour day today... feel sorry for him?)
Aww! Yes, I do feel sorry for you, Tank...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lois arrived home, full of excitement, wanting to see her beloved husband’s reaction to her newly-shorn hair. She hurried into the house... but there was no sign of him.
“Tank?” she called. “Where are you?”
Oh, he was upstairs, she realised. He’d known she was due home, and he was waiting for her in their bedroom.
She smiled sensuously as she climbed the stairs to join her love.
A strange, animalistic sound reached her as she pushed the door open. Tank was on the bed - hair spiky and... *blue*?? - sound asleep and snoring fit to wake the dead.
Wendy
edited slightly to include Kae's revenge
You guys are too much.
ROTFL!!
Keep up that fight, you two!
Kaethel
Okay... I don't know how Wendy knew, but I am sort of infamous for my snoring. I've been known to disturb the sleep of campers in other tents, and have chased a buddy sharing a hotel room to his car for some much needed sleep. That's just what they say. I think my friends just make it all up, after all, I've never heard me snoring.
*******
"Tank!"
The snoring bear rolled over and came abruptly awake in mid-snore. "Lois?" She jumped onto the bed, an almost feral grin on her face. "You cut your hair?"
"Yeah." She straddled her beloved. "So did you," she laughed.
He shrugged. "Well, it seemed like a good idea at the time."
"Shhhh, no more talk about hair." She planted a kiss on his waiting lips. She kicked off her shoes and lay down next to him. "I can think of better things to do." Snuggling closer to each other, they resumed their kissing.
And they lived happily ever after... really!
Tank (who thinks it's only fair that he be allowed to end this since Wendy was the one who started it all)
Oh, why did you stop it, Tank? I was having waaaay too much fun!
Good work, Wendy, Tank and everyone else!
AnnaBtG.