Alex's Story Book

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.

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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.

Title: I Ain’t Missing You at All
Fandom: 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
Note: For the May 2016 Drabble Challenge. Kinda spoilery for CA: Civil War but not detailed spoilers.
Summary: Tony is devastated.

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I AIN’T MISSING YOU AT ALL


‘Damn him to hell!’ Tony thought as he stared down the cold, empty street.

He spoke aloud. “Why do you always have to do what is right? Can’t you choose the grey now and again?”

He wrapped his arms around his chest and began to walk - no direction or destination at all. He hoped the cold rain might wash him clean, make him worthy again, make him forgive, make him forgivable.

The ache was more than heartache. It went all the way through him, clean to his soul, if he had one.

Dear, God, how he missed Steve Rogers.

Title: Cold, Cold Heart
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes
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 the December 2015 Drabble Challenge
Summary: Watson mourns Holmes

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Cold, Cold Heart

The cold got in his bones and would not leave.

It was a year ago that Sherlock had died along with Moriarty and John hadn’t felt warm since then. He’d not slept for weeks then when he did, he dreamt of Holmes.

Always dreamt of Holmes.

He’d taken to watching the ships come in and go out, not even the icy cold keeping him from his nightly watch.

Mary worried for him.

Mrs. Hudson worried for him as well and told him so quite often.

Some of his patients worried.

He simply could not shake the cold in his heart.

Title: Laying Down with Swine
Fandom: LOTR rps
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: This is for the November Challenge at Drabble Challenge
Summary: Sean wakes up with some odd bedfellows.

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LAYING DOWN WITH SWINE


Sean woke up to the faces of the Weird Sisters, also known as Viggo’s pigs, smiling at him as he lay in the mud of their pigpen. They looked very happy to see him.

What the hell?

The last thing he remembered was Viggo saying something about this moonshine his neighbor made from…

Pork?

No, that wasn’t it.

Something about dancing with pigs then?

Maybe.

Dancing with Viggo in the pigpen?

He looked around to see another filthy man in the mud on the other side of the pen.

None of his wives ever got him into this much trouble!

~end~

Title: Haunted
Fandom: Supernatural
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 the October Drabble Challenge
Summary: The house had a ghost in the window.

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HAUNTED


“See her?” Sam asked Dean.

“No, but let’s torch the place. If there’s a spirit in there, that’ll flush it out.”

Sam sighed. Dean was not subtle. At all.

“Why don’t we try to talk to her first?” Sam asked.

“Sammy, they call us hunters for a reason. We’re not some pansy ass ghost whisperers.” Dean stomped into the house, shouting for the ghost to show herself.

They found nothing.

Nada.

“I told you this one was a prank,” Dean said.

The being watching from the window had glowing red eyes and it growled as they drove out of sight.

~end~

Title: The Nightmare
Fandom: Star Trek
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 June Drabble Challenge
Summary: Jim is having sleep problems.

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THE NIGHTMARE

Jim Kirk dreamed of corn fields every night. Having grown up in the Midwest, this was not surprising to anyone, except Jim. When he was on Earth, all he’d wanted was to go to the stars.

He certainly didn’t want to go back to Earth.

Did he?

Bones did not look surprised when he showed up in Sick Bay.

“What have you done now?”

“Nothing, really. I have some trouble sleeping. I dream of cornfields every night.”

“Is that all? I dream of my ex-wife every time I close my eyes. It’s called a nightmare, Jim. A nightmare. That’s all.”

~end~

Title: Dreamscapes
Fandom: LOTrps
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: This is for the May 2015 Drabble Challenge
Summary: Viggo is dreaming.

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Dreamscapes


The dream was so vivid. He searched and searched but all the rooms down the long hallway looked exactly the same. How would he ever find him?

He saw a woman approach and just as he started to ask her a question, she faded away.

The hallway seemed to grow longer, to loom endlessly in front of him.

Where was Sean? They had called and sais Sean was hurt, was in this hospital but something wasn’t right. He didn’t remember this place at all.

“Wake up, love. You’re having a bad dream is all. I’m here.”

Viggo smiled at Sean.

~end~

Title: Send Rum
Fandom: Pirates of the Caribbean
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 the May challenge at drabblecahlleng
Summary: Jack finds a message in a bottle.

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SEND RUM

Jack Sparrow leaned down and grabbed the bottle bobbing in the waves. He lifted it out of the water and looked at it. He squinted and looked some more, as if that might change its contents. Finally he opened it and shook the message out.

My name is Captain Jack Sparrow and I’m stranded on a deserted island with no food or water. I’ve been here for weeks. If you find this note, please send rum. The rum is all gone. And food. Send food. And rum. Don’t forget the rum.

He laughed and threw it back into the surf.

~end~

Title: Missing You
Author: alexcat
Fandom: Sean/Viggo
Rating G.
Disclaimer: It had to be Sean and Viggo.

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MISSING YOU

Every single time I pass one of those red phone boxes, I think to myself that I will call you this time, that enough time has passed and that we should be able to be friends by now.

I tell myself that.

I never meant for things to happen like they did. The thing with Orlando wasn’t real. It was just a fling, a one night stand. Okay a five or ten night stand but still, it was nothing. What we had was real. And I miss it.

I wish that calling you would make it right.

But nothing will.

~end~