Gaahhh...

My brain appears to have fried. I really should stay away from the Godawful Fanfiction Board. Stupid eyes. And 90% of the stuff posted there isn't even in my fandom. Makes me feel really bad for the Harry Potter, LotR, and anime fans.

*sigh* This week's open_on_sunday challenge is "an unintentional confession." And I'm drawing a complete and total blank. I don't read the entries before I write and post my own, so I don't intentionally do a riff from another person's idea--but I'm sure the slashers are having a field day with this one. LOL I'm just trying to come up with something funny, that's not random (because random isn't funny), because I'm tired of writing angst and darkfic.

Gaahhh...

My brain appears to have fried. I really should stay away from the Godawful Fanfiction Board. Stupid eyes. And 90% of the stuff posted there isn't even in my fandom. Makes me feel really bad for the Harry Potter, LotR, and anime fans.

*sigh* This week's open_on_sunday challenge is "an unintentional confession." And I'm drawing a complete and total blank. I don't read the entries before I write and post my own, so I don't intentionally do a riff from another person's idea--but I'm sure the slashers are having a field day with this one. LOL I'm just trying to come up with something funny, that's not random (because random isn't funny), because I'm tired of writing angst and darkfic.

Drabble for open_on_sunday LJ Community

Title: Rivalries
Fandom: Buffy
Rating: PG because Spike has a potty brain
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine; they belong to Whedon. Just borrowing.
Written for: LJ Community open_on_sunday's "Unintentional Confession" challenge
Notes: Spike and Dawn watch a soccer game...

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"Goal!" the TV announcer shouted. "Arsenal makes a last-second goal to win the game, three to two..."

Spike growled and threw his beer across the crypt in frustration. Bloody hell! Manchester United had lost again. Then his subconscious picked up Dawn's involuntary squeal. "Somethin' to say, Niblet?" he asked, his voice sour.

Dawn looked like a toddler who had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "Oh, nothing," she said, too quickly.

"You were rooting for Arsenal, weren't you?" Spike said in disbelief.

"Well, yeah. The guys on that team are way cuter than the guys on United's..."

Drabble for open_on_sunday LJ Community

Title: Rivalries
Fandom: Buffy
Rating: PG because Spike has a potty brain
Words: 100
Disclaimer: Not mine; they belong to Whedon. Just borrowing.
Written for: LJ Community open_on_sunday's "Unintentional Confession" challenge
Notes: Spike and Dawn watch a soccer game...

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"Goal!" the TV announcer shouted. "Arsenal makes a last-second goal to win the game, three to two..."

Spike growled and threw his beer across the crypt in frustration. Bloody hell! Manchester United had lost again. Then his subconscious picked up Dawn's involuntary squeal. "Somethin' to say, Niblet?" he asked, his voice sour.

Dawn looked like a toddler who had been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "Oh, nothing," she said, too quickly.

"You were rooting for Arsenal, weren't you?" Spike said in disbelief.

"Well, yeah. The guys on that team are way cuter than the guys on United's..."