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Shamelessly gakked from
cerebel, who wrote yet a disturbing yet hot Cicero/Antony comment fic for me (part of the yummy Rome trifecta I've enjoyed this morning). Either a fandom or non-fandom icon is fine, so long as it's a fandom I'm familiar with.
So. I need a distraction. I have nothing much that I'm writing right now, and I'd like a challenge, so here's the thing. If you guys are interested, comment here with a pretty icon that you absolutely adore, and I'll respond with a short comment-length ficlet based on said icon.
So. Start the clock! And, comment away. :D
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So. I need a distraction. I have nothing much that I'm writing right now, and I'd like a challenge, so here's the thing. If you guys are interested, comment here with a pretty icon that you absolutely adore, and I'll respond with a short comment-length ficlet based on said icon.
So. Start the clock! And, comment away. :D
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Date: 2007-04-28 06:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-04-28 05:49 pm (UTC)***
"Get away, you gluttons! You've already eaten his mother.." Stephen cradled the pink, hairless creature to his chest, glaring at the bevy of midshipmen crowded around him.
"But we aren't going to eat him yet, sir!" Calamy, who was just outgrowing the gawkiness of childhood, peered intently at the baby aardvark.
"We'd have to fatten him up first." Blakeney, who was a squeaker if there ever was one, echoed the sentiments of the hungry midshipmen.
"None of you will lay a hand on this creature!" Stephen's voice was low and intense, so as not to startle the trembling thing. "If you even look at her with a mind to your stomachs, it will be slime draughts for all of you!"
The terrified midshipmen clambered out of the orlop, pressing their knuckles to their forehead as their captain descended the stairs.
"What's that, Stephen? Another of your creatures?" Jack reached out to stroke the tiny creature but Stephen whirled away in a rage.
"Yes, and if I hear you've been debauching it with your cakes and port, it'll be the same for you as your ravenous young men!" Stephen cradled the aardvark, startled by his tirade, even as he glared at Jack.
For how much his surgeon railed against tyranny, Jack could not help but wonder that here in the orlop, Stephen ruled with a tighter fist than any despot.
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Date: 2007-04-28 06:08 pm (UTC)no subject
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