Round 15, Hour 7
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Date: 2011-03-26 06:09 am (UTC)...I wish I'd set a wordcount goal so that I could meet it.
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Date: 2011-03-26 06:17 am (UTC)Sleep didn't work so I'm also insisting that this counts as words.
Date: 2011-03-26 06:17 am (UTC)Under a squid, Amy grabbed her pot. She had been busy with the pot for hours and now wanted nothing more than a brooding cuddle or a blue massage from her lover Rory.
She said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden her spotted Rory appeared at the door, grinning hungrily.
"Put down the pot," Rory said cruelly. "Unless you want me to grab that pot on your appendix."
Amy put down the pot. She was damp. She had never seen Rory so friendly before and it made her shiny.
Rory picked up the pot, then withdrew a cat from his eyebrow. "Don't be so damp," Rory said with a friendly grimace. "A time chicken bit my belly button this morning, and everything became corroded. Now with this pot and this cat I can cruelly rule the world!"
Amy clutched her satin belly button lovely. This was her lover, her spotted Rory, now staring at her with a friendly eyebrow.
"Fight it!" Amy shouted. "The time chicken just wants the pot for his own spotted devices! He doesn't love you, not the brooding way I do!"
Amy could see Rory trembling lovely. Amy reached out her appendix and touched Rory's eyebrow cruelly. She was spotted, so spotted, but she knew only her satin love for Rory would break the time chicken's spell.
Sure enough, Rory dropped the pot with a thunk. "Oh, Amy," he squealed. "I'm so brooding, can you ever forgive me?"
But Amy had already moved under a squid. Like the sound that hailstones make against the pavement when they leap like maggots fried in hot grease, she pressed her appendix into Rory's eyebrow. And as they fell together in a corroded fit of love, the pot lay on the floor, shiny and forgotten.
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Date: 2011-03-26 06:29 am (UTC)Nice simile, by the way. Hailstones like maggots fried in hot grease???!! :D
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Date: 2011-03-26 03:20 pm (UTC)Re: Sleep didn't work so I'm also insisting that this counts as words.
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Date: 2011-03-26 06:45 am (UTC)Bloomin' Year That Never Was plot bunny insisting on me writing it! (Martha meets Three, Eight, Liz & the Brig, Benton and Harry Sullivan in various places around the world. I'm not sure yet whether Three and Eight will actually reveal that they're the Doctor...)
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Date: 2011-03-26 07:04 am (UTC)Someone will find it funny.
I should go to sleep but I also want to try and fill in the gaps in this thing that isn't a Star Trek crossover, since it's my most potentially-finished WIP at the moment. Plus I know I'm going to lose HOURS AND HOURS to chat tomorrow starting with a rewatch of an entire Five (I think?) serial, so I want stuff done before that. But so sleepy.
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Date: 2011-03-29 04:13 pm (UTC)...so THAT'S where the Time Chicken came from!