Drabble tree!

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

I played with this over at fakenews_fanfic, and I thought it might be fun to try over here. Here's how it works - I post a drabble, and anyone who wants to participate replies to this post with another drabble containing one of the sentences or phrases from the original drabble. The subject line should be the words you took. The next person should continue the trend, stealing a sentence or phrase and beginning their own.

Any particular drabble can be drawn from as many times as you want. If you don't feel like posting 100 words exactly, that's OK. Near-drabbles of approximately 100 words are fine too. It's about having fun, not exact definitions. ;)

General disclaimer: The writers herein are just having fun, making no claims of ownership, and earning no money.




It was far too late, and they were far too drunk, which was why they had even ventured near this subject. "Yer not serious," Lister spluttered, beer spilling from the can he was waving. "You've never even had proper sex!"

Rimmer shrugged. "I have, once. Overrated, if you ask me."

"Then it wasn't proper sex," Lister concluded. "Proper sex should make ya see stars. Make the Earth move."

"Are you saying," Rimmer asked, dryly, "that I haven't met the right person yet?"

Lister looked into his eyes just a little too long. "Whatever, man," he mumbled.

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He stopped, taking in the skinny, reedy form, the smooth, naked forehead...

[smaych.livejournal.com]

He stopped, taking in the skinny, reedy form, the smooth, naked forehead... It was himself! Only different. Too swaggering, too rosy-cheeked. And that hair! He looked like a gay pin-up. Rimmer was also sure the stranger's nostrils were far more flared, and his ears more sticky-outy than Rimmer's had ever been.

When the stranger spoke, he sounded like Rimmer's brother Frank.

“My God, it's me only much more handsome!” The stranger kept talking.

Rimmer's eyes drifted back to that forehead. In that moment, he hated him. The man slung his arm around Lister's shoulders. Rimmer felt sick.

When the stranger spoke, he sounded like Rimmer's brother Frank.

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

"So this is what you've made of yourself, eh?" When the stranger spoke, he sounded like Rimmer's brother Frank. Rimmer found that odd until he realized it was his brother Frank. "Mum sends her love."

“No, she doesn't. I suppose you came here to gloat. Why else would you be wearing your full Space Corps officer regalia?” Frank just grinned, and Rimmer fumed. “How's Howard?”

Frank stiffened. “He's not...”

“Got married, I heard. What was the groom's name... Kenneth? I'm very happy for him.”

Frank left, looking like he wanted to slap him. Rimmer watched, smirking.

I'm very happy for him

[smaych.livejournal.com]

“I'm very happy for him. I told you.”

Rimmer snorted in disbelief. “Poppycock. There's a man in some dimension out there living the life you always wanted and you aren't jealous?”

“I'm not like you.”

“Obviously.”

They paused.

Lister grinned suddenly. “Hey, d'you think there's a dimension where you an' me... you know!” He raised his eyebrows suggestively.

Rimmer looked Lister slowly up and down, considering a dimension where would sleep with a man, this man, whose standards of personal hygiene would embarrass a pig. He grimaced.

So he wasn't Ace Rimmer, Space Adventurer. There were, obviously, far worse things.

Re: I'm very happy for him

[roadstergal.livejournal.com]

Love!

Re: When the stranger spoke, he sounded like Rimmer's brother Frank.

[hazeltea.livejournal.com]

Fantastic! I love some Rimmer family dysfunction! :B