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Title: The Snow Elf
Author: Alexcat
Type: Gen
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from the use of these characters.
Characters: Arwen
Archive: OEAM, Ao3
Author’s Note: For Samtyr. This is part of my December LJ posting.
Spoilers: No
Summary: Sometimes, you have to go home.

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THE SNOW ELF )
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Title: From the Horse’s Mouth
Author: Alexcat
Type: Gen
Rating: G
Disclaimer: This story is mine in its entirety.
Archive: OEAM
Author’s Note: This story is for Engarian. It is based on the legend that animals can miraculously speak at midnight on Christmas Eve.
Summary: Annie hears a sound in the barn.

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FROM THE HORSE’S MOUTH )
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Title: The Sign
Fandom: RPS
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble for the December Drabble Challenge
Summary: Sean is hunting Viggo.

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THE SIGN

Sean knew that Viggo waited somewhere for him, but all the cabins looked so much alike.

Bloody Vig and his love of the woods! Why couldn’t they meet in some posh hotel with thick robes and five star room service? Instead they’d meet here in the middle of nowhere and freeze their arses off while they ate tough, gamy food that Vig had killed himself. Yuck!

The snow was getting deeper but the four-wheel-drive was working perfectly.

Where the hell was he?

They he saw it, one single red, glass ornament hung on a tree limb. It was worth everything!
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Title: Snuggling by the Fire
Fandom: Marvel Avengers (MCU)
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble for the December Drabble Challenge.
Summary: Tony and Steve snuggle.

~~~

SNUGGLING BY THE FIRE

“What did you do for Christmas when you were a kid?” Tony asked Steve as they sat in front of the fire.

“Times were hard. I got an apple and maybe an orange. Maybe a new pair of shoes or a shirt. What about you?”

“Everything. After my mom died, I got even more but Dad was off skiing or something. Just not with me.”

“My mom was there until she died. I don’t remember my dad.”

Tony put an arm around Steve and pulled him a little closer. “Good thing we’ve got one another then, isn’t it?”

“Oh yes.”
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Title: The Yule Elf
Author: Alexcat
Type: Gen
Rating: G
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from the use of these characters.
Warnings: None
Beta: None
Characters: Cirdan
Archive: Ao3, OEAM
Author’s Note: Written at CC’s request for my 31 days of December posts.
Spoilers: No
Summary: Santa was not the first one…

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THE YULE ELF

The old elf sat by the fire. Nights in the Havens got cold. His home was not enchanted in the same way Lothlorien was, but it was enchanted, nevertheless. He drank his tea slowly and looked out over the sparkling sea.

It was about time. He rose from his chair and went out to the barn. He harnessed four fine Meara and hooked them to his mithril sled. He drove it out onto the snow. Very few people of any kind had seen the Yule elf’s sled. It was already loaded with bags and packages of all sorts.

He hopped up into the sled and touched the reins to the horses’ necks. With a mighty leap, they were airborne. They lingered for a moment over Cirdan’s home and then they were gone.
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Title: Coney Island Fun
Fandom: Avengers
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: G
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For the November Drabble Challenge
Summary: Sam loves junk food.

~~~

CONEY ISLAND FUN

“What you want to do first?” Steve asked Sam.

“Eat!”

“You’ll throw up on the rides, Sam,” Natasha said.

“Hey, I fly with electronic wings. Don’t you think I can ride a carnival ride without puking?”

She shrugged.

Sam ate cotton candy and a greasy hamburger, a coke and topped it off with a candies apple. An hour later, he was in the men’s room, leaving his lunch in the bowl. Natasha ate a small ice cream.

Steve and Bucky waited outside.

“Where’s Nat?” Sam asked when he came out.

Steve grinned. “Bathroom, sick like you.”

Sam howled with laughter.
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Title: Two Brooklyn Boys
Fandom: Avengers
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: G
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For the November Drabble Challenge
Summary: Steve and Bucky are being followed.

~~~

TWO BROOKLYN BOYS

“They’re gaining on us,” Bucky told Steve, as he looked in the mirror.

Steve hit the gas, moving in and out of lanes, trying to get ahead but to no avail.

“We’ll try to talk some sense into them when we get there,” Steve said.

They arrived at Coney Island. It looked nothing like they remembered. There were still amusements though, ferris wheels and the like. Bucky wanted this for him and Steve, just two Brooklyn boys.

The other car pulled up and its occupants got out.

“We wanted to come, too,” Sam shouted as Natasha came around the car.
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Title: Dol Guldur
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Dol Guldur
Summary: Legolas ponders the evil stronghold.

~~~

DOL GULDUR

Legolas hated that dark stronghold with all his being. He knew that the Necromancer and his dark minions were responsible for the spiders and the growing cancer around his once green and beautiful homeland.

He sometimes rode out from his father’s home and watched as fires burned deep in the towers at Dol Guldur.

Who was there? What evil did they conjure in the dead of night? What force could make spiders who talked? Black squirrels?

His father would not speak of the residents of Dol Guldur, saying only that evil would one day be vanquished.

Legolas surely hoped so.
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Title: Bilbo in the Dungeon
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: LOM’s Horrifying October: Creepy basement
Summary: Bilbo finds a way out.

~~~

BILBO IN THE DUNGEON

Bilbo wandered around in the cellars of King Thranduil’s Palace. He found storerooms and wine cellars, apples and potatoes along with barrels of wine and ale. But the cellars went deeper and they were darker, with the sound of rats scratching the floors as they scurried along and other things, bigger things moving about in the darkness.

He looked for a way out. He needed to save his companions. He might be a burglar but he wasn’t a very brave one.

At the end of one such tunnel, he saw a light and the river beyond.

He could save them!
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Title: The Monster Beneath
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Beast with a human face
Summary: Frodo fears Boromir’s lust for the Ring.

~~~

THE MONSTER BENEATH

Frodo saw what no one else did.

When Boromir followed him, he saw a monster beneath the man’s face, saw the lust for the Ring in all its ugliness. He knew in that moment what Bilbo had felt when he saw the Ring in Frodo’s possession. He knew what it did to all who touched it.

He saw the beast as Boromir talked to him, asking him questions as a distraction while his eyes stayed on the Ring. He saw the evil.

He put his hand on the chain and let it slide down to touch the Ring. The Precious.
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Title: Fire Burns
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October” Warg
Summary: Bilbo is cornered by a warg.

~~~

Fire Burns

Bilbo could swear he heard the thing speak! He hung onto his tree and looked down into its glowing red eyes. It said something else. The language was not one he knew but the awful growl he recognized.

“Shoo! Go away!” he yelled ineffectively at the huge warg standing beneath the tree he had taken refuge in. Its fur glowed red in the light of the fires they had set but it kept coming, ignoring the heat of the fires coming hearer to them both.

It would take a miracle to save him! Then he heard the flapping of wings…
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Title: Mother and Son
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG-13
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Eöl
Summary: Eöl laments losing Aredhel.

~~~

MOTHER AND SON

She was not willing, not after the enchantment wore off, but by then she was mine. The Noldor bitch screamed and defied me at every turn but she bore the child willingly. Why, I do not know. He was fair and beautiful like her. I hated him as much as I did her. She tried to poison him toward me, but he hated her people as much as I did.

I should have let them go. They caused me nothing but grief. But I could not live without her near. I loved her too, more than I hated the Noldor.
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Title: Treasures
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Smaug
Summary: Bilbo has a treasure too.

~~~

Treasures

Why do they bother me? I care not for their loud voices or their claims of ownership of this mountain. I am here with my treasure. It is simple. It is mine and I shall destroy them all again if they try to take one bit of it from me – one single bit!

The one with the hairy feet entertains me. He is not like the others. He cares not for my treasure. He has a treasure of his own – I can sense it though I cannot see it. It calls to him much as my treasure calls to me.
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Title: The Worst Spell
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 200 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Under a Spell
Summary: The One Ring casts the worst spell of all.

~~~

THE WORST SPELL

Not all the spells in Middle Earth were bad, Gandalf thought, but the spell the One Ring cast on any who touched it was the worst sort of magic, if indeed it was magic at all.

The Ring held great power, a power so great that no being, mortal or immortal could withstand it. It seemed to him that the more powerful the being who held it was to begin with, the easier they were to corrupt and bring to ruin.

The Hobbits were perfect to carry the Ring. He knew that it would eventually corrupt Frodo as it had Gollum, but maybe not before it could be unmade. That was the key to the entire quest. Frodo had to be able to hold out until they could get it to Mordor. He wasn’t sure that the little fellow could do it alone, but none had ever had a more stalwart companion that Samwise Gamgee. Sam was as dependable as the sun and as strong as well.

He knew that the Ring would destroy Frodo. He only hoped that going to the Undying Lands was reward enough for his life. It was, in the end,
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Title: Morgoth’s Faithful Servant
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM”s Horrifying Halloween: Lorgan
Summary: Lorgan served his master always.

~~~

MORGOTH’S FAITHFUL SERVANT

Húrin’s shame was complete. Lorgan laughed as he walked away. There was nothing worse than his own people believing he had been in league with Morgoth. His master was clever. Too clever for one such as Húrin.

Of course, this victory reminded him of the boy, the one who got away. His master had not been happy with that but they never found him. He was stubborn, Tuor was, but Lorgan was certain he never amounted to much. He would like to know how he managed to disappear so easily though.

No matter! They were all useless no accounts anyway!
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Title: The Death of Saruman
Fandom: Fandom
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG-13
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Grima Wormtongue
Summary: Grima does his last deed.

~~~

THE DEATH OF SARUMAN

Grima stared at the wizard who had commanded him, who had promised him much, who had beaten and tortured him. He calmly slit the old maia’s throat and watched his mortal life drain away from him. It was the least that Saruman deserved. The very least. He hoped there was more punishment in store for him somewhere.

‘Death was a relief,’ Grima thought with his last conscious thought as the arrows pierced his heart and felled him quickly. He looked up and saw the sky, blue and clear before his vision dimmed and all went black. He ceased to be.
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Title: Darkness Again
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Ungoliant
Summary: Ungoliant plans her future.

~~~

Darkness Again

She hated the light! At the same time, she craved it like a drug. She needed it to live, and cringed at the awful sight of it. If only she’d been able to take those stones from Morgoth! What did that fool need with them? What good was power when she hungered for them?

She scrabbled into her dark den to think, to plan. Someday the dark one would be gone and then all would be there for her to devour – all the horrid light would finally be consumed and she would be finally sated. All would be darkness again.
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Title: Morgoth’s Punishment
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Morgoth
Summary: Morgoth realizes the depth of his punishment.

~~~

MORGOTH’S PUNISHMENT

Through all time, his anger never dimmed. Though he was held formless and sightless in the void, he still raged. Against his creator, against his brothers and sisters, against all creation. One day, Arda would pass and he would be free at last. He would have his revenge! They would all pay for what they had done to him.

Then a thought struck him.

An awful thought. He had been bound here until the end of time itself… All would pass into infinity, would cease to be.

He would be stuck alone with his anger, and never get his revenge.
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Title: Shelob
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 100 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Shelob
Summary: Shelob is still waiting.

~~~

SHELOB

She waits in the darkness.

Century upon century have passed since she fed, since she wrapped her food in a tight web and played with it until she was ready to eat the tender morsel. For many years, she fed on what was left of her children, since Sauron no longer sent treat her way. Elves and men did not pass either. All of her children are gone, her last meals in a lifetime of gorging.

She remembers, after a fashion, the smell of food, alive and afraid, just before she devours it.

She waits in the darkness all alone.
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Title: Shamed
Fandom: Tolkien
Disclaimer: I do not own nor do I profit from these characters.
Rating: PG-13
Author: Alex (alex_cat_45@yahoo.com)
Type: 200 word Drabble
Note: For LOM’s Horrifying October: Orcs
Summary: An very old Orc remembers his origins.

~~~

SHAMED

The Orc was old, as old as the Noldor were. He had been born in the Waters of Cuiviénen. Melkor had taken him away from his kin and tortured the tall, proud elf for years, locking him in a dungeon when he was done so no light could warm his face. His body had changed to something ugly and deformed, making him angry but subservient to the monster who made him.

He was too old for war now, so he commanded the others, the sniveling creatures bred from broken elves, malevolent inside and out. He bade them breed and beat them if they disobeyed, hating them all and most of all, hating his master.

He laughed when his whip curled around the leg of one of the laziest of the newest batch. He jerked hard, making the orc fall, and watched as his brothers tore him apart. They could not abide weakness in others though they were all weak and pitiful.

He taught them to kill elves, for killing his kin was his only joy.

He hated all elves because he remembered what he had been, He wanted to kill them before they could see his shame, his awful shame.

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