Free drabbles

[tygati]

Fixed my Story Master List, for those who were asking. All neat and organized and alphabetized. >.>; If I messed something up, ratings or missing warnings or whathaveyou, let me know.

Muses are AWOL again. x.x Stupid muses. Wonder if they hitched a ride with stardance back to Hawaii... >.>;

I think I'll go clean the kitchen. Whilst I'm away, I think I'll offer up free drabbles for the first however many people who want one. No spoilers for Space Cowboys, plz, but everything else should be free game. Maybe I can jump-start my muses back into productivity. -_- Stupid muses.

EDIT: Kitchen half clean, drabble #1 posted. Off to do kitchen cleaning, round two.

EDIT2: Dishes done, enough cleaning for today. Crack!drabble #2 posted.

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Gingerbread House

[tygati.livejournal.com]

Conall watched in dismay as the painstakingly balanced slabs of gingerbread slowly toppled over into a heap of brown and white, the glue-like frosting failing to hold the walls securely together. "Uh, Niven...?"

His Brownie looked up from where he'd been carefully sorting a multitude of tiny candies by size and color, dark eyes going immediately to the collapsed confection. His lips quirked upward, and Conall could hear a soft chuckle. "Ah."

Conall grimaced. "It's not funny. It fell down." He poked at the topmost slightly-sticky piece of gingerbread.

"Yes," Niven agreed with a laugh, abandoning the candies to join Conall on his side of the table and prop the four walls back up into position. "They do tend to do that if the icing hasn't cemented properly." As with all things Niven did, the reconstruction of the gingerbread house was graceful, elegant, and entirely too easy for Conall's pride.

"You're using magic, aren't you?" he asked suspiciously.

Niven's lips quirked into a barely-repressed smirk. "No. Just experience."

"Mmm hmm," Conall said noncommittally, though he didn't bother to argue the point. Instead, he slid his arms around Niven's waist and tugged his lover close, pleasure flowing through him as the Brownie immediately relinquished the confectionary project in favor of leaning back into his arms. Conall brushed his lips lightly across Niven's neck, feeling a faint shudder go through the body in his arms, then Niven twisted around and kissed him soundly, his own arms coming up to twine around Conall's neck, fingers threading through his hair.

On the table, the roof of the gingerbread house slid in slow increments down the sloped walls, until finally the entire thing collapsed once more several minutes later.

Neither Conall nor his Brownie even noticed.

Re: Gingerbread House

[nikerymis.livejournal.com]

Hee, so cute. ^____^

Re: Gingerbread House

[mordred-risika.livejournal.com]

Yeahhhhhhh!!! That was sweet! Yes I did mean that! Thank you!! ^_^

Re: Gingerbread House

[tygati.livejournal.com]

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