Here we go a-drabblin'....

[agilebrit]

Title: Poet
Author: babies stole my dingo (agilebrit)
Fandom: Angel
Rating: PG
Length: Drabble (100 words)
Disclaimer: Joss is the genius behind these characters; I am but a lowly follower. I make no money from any of this, so please don't sue me.
Written for: wordoftheday100's "chagrin" challenge.

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My sanguine princess
Delectable blood drips
Like jeweled wine
From her ruby lips.

"Oh! For me?" Dru clasped the poem to her heart. "I must show Daddy and Grandmother." Before he could stop her, she gave him a peck on the cheek and ran out. Every muscle tense, he heard her voice, a pause, then explosive laughter.

He dropped his head in chagrin. He could no more stop writing poetry than stop eating--but he wouldn't show it to anyone, ever again.

Dru flounced back into their room. "They enjoyed it quite a bit, sweet William. You must write more."

Comments

[illmantrim.livejournal.com]

very cool, and how like Dru!

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

Thanks! Not sure if I should be disturbed over the fact that I like the unbalanced characters like Dru and Illyria best... LOL

[illmantrim.livejournal.com]

grins a good sign of imagination eh?

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

*grins back and laughs maniacally* Either that or I'm a bit unbalanced myself.

[illmantrim.livejournal.com]

watches yer teeter totter*
Nothing wroing with unbalancing acts... it's the stop at the end of the fall that soemtimes accompanies unbalancing... thats the bad thing

[hieispike.livejournal.com]

Oh poor sweet William.

This line was brilliant (but also quite painful):

He could no more stop writing poetry than stop eating--but he wouldn't show it to anyone, ever again.

[agilebrit.livejournal.com]

*blush* Thank you!