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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"But… but I'm not that sorta man."

[kahvi.livejournal.com]

The clothes fit. They didn't just fit, they slid on as though they had been tailored to him, which was probably the case, when Lister thought about it. So just maybe, that meant he wasn't Lister at all...

As they moved through the alleyways, he looked at the billboards, the armed guards stationed everywhere, and shuddered. He didn't like the idea of living here, but he did. And he was successful. What kind of person was successful in a world like this?

"But… but I'm not that sorta man," he mumbled. And Lister wasn't.

But he wasn't Lister.

He didn't like the idea of living here, but he did.

[hazeltea.livejournal.com]

“You’ve never seen it proper.” Lister murmered against Rimmer’s bare shoulder. Rimmer could feel those soft lips curl into a smile against his hard light flesh. “I know you had an atmosphere on Io and all, but it was artifical, right? I mean, you never saw the rainforests, the coral reefs, the Grand Canyon, that sorta thing.”

“Neither have you.” Rimmer retorted, half heartedly, as he allowed himself to be pulled closer to Lister’s chest. Lately, he’d been hearing this story a lot, or some variation of it. In the cold and dark confines of Starbug, Lister would conjure up vivid images of Earth, devoid of humanity, yet bustling with life. Together, he declared, they would tame a few acres of land, and coax it into a farm. There would be sheep and horses, fruit orchards and rows of vegetables, and Lister swore he would even build a structure that Rimmer would find suitable to dwell in, even comfortable. After the first few weeks, Rimmer found he no longer had the heart to point out his lack of construction skills.

Rimmer’s hatred of Starbug grew fiercer by the day. He didn’t like living here, but he did. He longed for the familiar comfort of Red Dwarf, the miles of peaceful corridors and circuits that he had made his own. He grew fearful as Lister’s determination and optimism slipped away day by day under the harsh circumstances, so much so that these foolish fits of daydreaming had become as comforting to him as to Lister. Lister’s stubborn ways were the one constant in Rimmer’s existence, and he was a man who thrived on order and routine. As Lister droned on about dubious methods of crop rotation, Rimmer tried once again to make sense of what he had come to think of as the series of checks and balances that had developed between them. He laced his fingers into Lister’s, and wondered who was keeping who sane.

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[smaych.livejournal.com]

I really like this one! I love the idea of Rimmer being homesick for Red Dwarf.

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[hazeltea.livejournal.com]

Me, too. Starbug is such a limited environment. Thanks btw !

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[kahvi.livejournal.com]

This is beautiful. Lister's quiet desperation, which is probably quite frightening and unfamiliar too him, hence he doesn't know how to deal with it. Rimmer's... bastardly tenderness, to put it that way. Wonderful stuff.

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[hazeltea.livejournal.com]

Thank you... I wanted to write both of them being clingy in their own ways, since neither one of them wants to admit that they are having a personal weakness of that sort, and they both express it so differently.