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MIXED Fiction and Fanfic: Winter-Themed Drabbles - CaffieneKittySpace
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MIXED Fiction and Fanfic: Winter-Themed Drabbles
Alternate Posting: AO3
Overall Rating/Content: All Gen, PG-13. Humor and fluff and wintery stuff.
Word Count: 5X100
Disclaimer: Except for the original drabbles, I did not originate these worlds and their inherent characters.
Notes: I got ambitious and wrote drabbles for my in-person friends for Christmas this year, and they in turn have graciously given me permission to post them online.

Title: Mission Appropriate
Original drabble written for lurkingwombat
Summary: Ninjas.

Flowing across the nocturnal landscape, flitting between shadows, the new-fallen snow barely disturbed, all their training was for this moment. Quieter than moonlight, they approached their target.

The guardpost sighed.

"More ninjas? Really?"

Nets dropped. They struggled in vain as the house master stepped out into the cold.

"You will be returned to your master, unharmed, for a small ransom. Next time do not dress without checking the weather."

Confused, the ninjas looked among their black-clad cohort shivering in the cold, snowy yard; a flock of ensnared crows.

The man waved a dismissive hand and retreated indoors, muttering about idiots.


Title: Where the Water Goes
Original drabble written for T
Summary: It's winter, and Little Cat has questions.

"Where does the water go when it's cold?" asked Little Cat.

"It's still there," said Big Cat, looking down from the bridge with Little Cat to the winter-hard river.

"It's not!" insisted Little Cat. "I tried to drink and it's gone! The funny clear ground there bit my tongue!"

"It's cold, Little Cat," said Big. "When it's cold, water builds a wall like the humans do, to protect itself."

"Oh." Little Cat looked down at the frozen river. "But where do we drink?"

"Dishes, bowls." Big Cat butted her head into Little Cat and purred. "That's why we have humans."


Title: Ammunition of Opportunity
Supernatural drabble written for samalander_dawn
Summary: The boys have to work with what's available.

"This isn't gonna work!"

"It's totally gonna work, Sammy!" Dean grinned fiercely, packing snow into a fist-sized lump. "It has to! He's cut us off from every other useful weapon we have."

Sam glanced across the clearing at the demon-possessed mountain man advancing slowly on them, infernally self-confident that the Winchesters were trapped.

"The ritual is meant for water, Dean. This isn't water!"

"Sure it is! Just really really cold water."


"Just shut up and bless the damn things, Sam!"

Sam heaved a tortured my-brother-is-a-lunatic sigh, got out the rosary and started chanting Latin over the stack of snowballs.


Title: Cold Snap
Doctor Who drabble written for J
Summary: The weather inside is frightful.

"Better?" The Doctor draped a furry coat around Tegan.

"Thanks. Warn a person the next time you turn the Tardis into Antarctica!"

"Brave heart, Tegan. The Tardis' console room is the warmest place aboard right now, but the environmental controls will have corrected their..." the Doctor grimaced. "Issues... in about an hour."

"An hour?" squawked Tegan. "We'll freeze!"

"It's not so terrible." Nyssa contemplatively rubbed frost from the console.

"Nearly forgot!" The Doctor raised a thermos. "Hot chocolate!"

"Hot what?" asked Nyssa.

The Doctor grinned. "Who's to say the Tardis needs to land for those aboard to discover something new?"


Title: Finger-Painting
Marvel Cinematic Universe drabble written for ciaranbochna
Summary: A quiet moment with Frigga and wee!Loki.

Silently, Frigga watched her foundling son's baby-thick finger trace patterns on the window, his intent concentration far beyond his age. Eventually, he sat back and blew.

Delicate frost-whorls spiraled along the tracings, feathering in ice-filigree, filling where little Loki reached. Watching crystals form, he giggled and clapped, but his eyelids soon drooped. He slumped, half-asleep.

Already, Frigga thought. And already he pushes himself so hard. For what?

Frigga gathered Loki into her arms. "What's this you've drawn, my sweetling?"

Loki yawned. "F'owers, for mama."

Holding her sleeping boy, Frigga stayed, watching until the last frost-flower faded.

(that's all of them!)

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samalander_dawn From: samalander_dawn Date: December 20th, 2014 02:52 am (UTC) (Link)
:D :D :D :D :D
5*awesome :D
caffienekitty From: caffienekitty Date: December 20th, 2014 06:24 am (UTC) (Link)
This way you get to see everyone else's, and they get to see yours too!
borgmama1of5 From: borgmama1of5 Date: December 20th, 2014 04:44 am (UTC) (Link)
Enjoyed the originals! And the SPN one amused me :)
caffienekitty From: caffienekitty Date: December 20th, 2014 06:26 am (UTC) (Link)
I figure the only reason there haven't been holy snowballs in the series is the general lack of snow in Vancouver.
ciaranbochna From: ciaranbochna Date: December 20th, 2014 08:02 pm (UTC) (Link)
Brilliant, every one;)
caffienekitty From: caffienekitty Date: December 20th, 2014 11:46 pm (UTC) (Link)
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