| compassrose7577 ( @ 2008-08-09 21:11:00 |
Insidious Dark Brew, A Drabble
Author: compassrose7577
Word Count: 100 (exactly!! The gods were with me!)
Rating: G (for generally benign)
Pairing: Jack/Beckett (get your minds out of the gutter!! It’s rated “G”!)
Disclaimer: I own or claim nothing. I would, if I could, but I can’t so I don’t.
Summary: It’s been ages since I was able to conjure a drabble. Not sure why; nothing against them, personally. Nor, can I explain where this one came from, but here it is!
The prompt was: Tea
Jack peered down his nose at the evil, brown, insidious liquid, with its dubious odor.
He had heard witchy tales of poisons and potions being snuck into such concoctions, a Trojan horse, catching a soul unbeknownst and unawares.
“Please, try it.”
He narrowed one eye, scrutinizing the perfidious rotter, smiling at him, as if he thought Jack too dim to realize the trickery afoot.
Never let it be said that Captain Jack Sparrow had been bested!
Gagging and shuttering, he nearly spewed it in Beckett’s face.
T’would serve him right!
No viler stuff on the face of this Earth.
Tea!
Author: compassrose7577
Word Count: 100 (exactly!! The gods were with me!)
Rating: G (for generally benign)
Pairing: Jack/Beckett (get your minds out of the gutter!! It’s rated “G”!)
Disclaimer: I own or claim nothing. I would, if I could, but I can’t so I don’t.
Summary: It’s been ages since I was able to conjure a drabble. Not sure why; nothing against them, personally. Nor, can I explain where this one came from, but here it is!
The prompt was: Tea
Jack peered down his nose at the evil, brown, insidious liquid, with its dubious odor.
He had heard witchy tales of poisons and potions being snuck into such concoctions, a Trojan horse, catching a soul unbeknownst and unawares.
“Please, try it.”
He narrowed one eye, scrutinizing the perfidious rotter, smiling at him, as if he thought Jack too dim to realize the trickery afoot.
Never let it be said that Captain Jack Sparrow had been bested!
Gagging and shuttering, he nearly spewed it in Beckett’s face.
T’would serve him right!
No viler stuff on the face of this Earth.
Tea!