The Song Drabble Meme

[whistlesatengineers]

the song drabble meme

It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!
( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.

( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!

Take as long as you need; there's no time limits here!

And here's some helpful HTML to make it pretty!

<b>Characters:</b> -Name || (<lj site="livejournal.com" user="username"></lj> ) -Name || (<lj site="livejournal.com" user="username"></lj> ) <b>Number of Tracks:</b>

Comments

[blacktwo.livejournal.com]

Jun and Two being....really tall

#69

[chttrbox-recon.livejournal.com]

Deathklok -- "Go Forth And Die"

"I found this place last week during a recon mission. Always wanted to get back to it." Jun prattled on, looking back at Two as they headed into the low entrance of the curio shop. There was the 'thunk' of skull on metal as Jun's head met the top of the doorframe, Two ducking easily in behind him after his impropmtu warning.

"“Obviously this place wasn't made for Spartans."

"Hahaha, yeah, right about that." Jun finally made it in without further injury, crowding into the entryway and looked into the odd little shop.

Two leads the way in, hunched against the low ceiling and cramped between the close shelves. Jun wasn't entirely too comfortable either, but the odd collection of stuff was enough to keep them looking,

They hadn't made their way five awkward feet in when the shop's owner greeted them, looking perky despite being nearly three feet shorter than them. "Welcome to my little shop! I don't get a lot of visitors. Please, feel free to look around, I'll answer any questions that you have and I'd be happy to answer them!"

She turned and waddled back into some dark corner where the cash register was located, calling over her shoulder, "and watch out for the gas cats! They don't like to be petted!"

Jun, of course, was bent over just about to stroke one of the strange hissing cats at his feet, and in his attempt to stand back up knocks into a shelf of various scented candles collections (some of which were, of course, lit). Two grabs his shoulder and yanks him away, and together they dive further into the shop, barely missing the resulting cat-candle-explosion.

Two and Jun exchange glances as the smoke settles, unable to stop grinning.

"Me-ow!"