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shanachie_quillclassics_lover on October 26th, 2012 06:19 pm (local)
ANY, any/any, "any" has a hyper reaction to skittles and "any" enjoys watching the fallout.
If you work in "I can taste the rainbow" I will love you forever
So I loved this idea… and I kept filling it. And filling it. And I have four fills total. The first two were kinda funny but then something happened and it got serious. Oops. Anyway. I hope the prompter likes them. I’m not sure what fandoms s/he like so I kinda hit the highlights and hope I hit at least one s/he reads.
NCIS: NOLA
“Did he have too much caffeine today?” Brody asked as LaSalle popped to his feet for the third time in ten minutes and practically danced across the floor of the office.
Pride looked up from his paperwork. “No. Caffeine doesn’t affect him like that. Christopher.” He paused when the younger man didn’t respond to him. “Christopher,” he called a little louder.
“Yeah, King?” LaSalle stopped in the middle of the room.
“Why are you so hyper?”
“I went and saw the kids this morning,” LaSalle replied.
“That doesn’t normally make you bounce off the walls,” Pride commented.
LaSalle grinned. “I can taste the rainbow,” he chirped.
Pride groaned. “Someone gave him Skittles. He’s going to be impossible for the rest of the day.”
Brody frowned as LaSalle made his bouncing way back to his seat. “I gather he doesn’t have a good reaction to Skittles?”
“It’s not so much a bad reaction as Christopher can’t eat just a few,” Pride commented, watching the younger agent spin around in his desk chair. “He probably ate the entire bag. And it most likely wasn’t a small bag either.”
Brody eyed her fellow agent as he attempted to make it look like he was settling down. “Should we send him out to run off the excess sugar?” she suggested.
Pride was about to answer her when his phone rang. “Looks like he’ll be working it off at a crime scene. Christopher.” He motioned for the two agents to get to their feet and all of them headed for the door; LaSalle still bouncing along to his own inner beat.
It was going to be a long day.
Avengers (Assassin Baby)
Natasha stared at her partner and daughter who were attempting to walk up the wall without the use of any handholds. “Should we be concerned?” Steve asked as he joined the former assassin.
“I feel like this isn’t the oddest thing I’ve seen him do,” she replied as she tilted her head to watch from a different angle.
“No, it probably isn’t,” Steve agreed. “But my question is why?”
Clint dropped to the floor as he lost his grip on the wall. All three watched as Ariana made it a bit higher before her own grip slipped and she tumbled towards the floor. Steve darted forward, catching her just before she hit the floor.
“Maybe the wall isn’t ready for you to climb it,” Steve suggested.
Ariana pouted, looking up at him. “But I almost made it,” she complained.
“I don’t advise you try that again,” Natasha replied. “What made you think you could do that without some sort of lines or holds?”
Clint grinned at her as Ariana scrambled out of Steve’s hold. “We can taste the rainbow,” he informed her.
Steve looked confused as Natasha sighed before picking Ariana up and settling the little girl on her hip. “They ate Skittles,” she explained. “Candy,” she elaborated when Steve’s look didn’t clear up. “Lots of sugar.” She looked at her daughter. “So…”
“More insanity than usual?” Steve suggested as Clint took Ariana and dashed off.
“Unfortunately.”
Teen Wolf
Derek let himself into the Stilinski house. He’d finally gotten used to being accepted as a member of the wide range of people Stiles embraced as family. The Sheriff had even become accustomed to having him around and, like the rest of the new McCall-Hale pack; Derek had free access to the pack members’ houses.
Now he tilted his head to the side as he tried to locate his young human pack member, as he heard Stiles muttering to himself, his eyebrow raised and his mouth turned down. It was a look Stiles was quite familiar with. Following the sound, he discovered the young man leaning over the counter, patiently doing… something. Moving closer, Derek was able to see that Stiles was separating the purple Skittles into a pile by themselves while he popped the yellow and green ones into his mouth. He was dumping the orange and red into a bowl together.
Stepping closer, Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles’s waist, resting his head on the younger man’s shoulder. “Are you staging a boycott against some of the colors?” he questioned.
Stiles jumped a bit, but didn’t disturb Derek’s hold. “I don’t like the red and orange,” he complained.
“Well, that explains why they’re going into the bowl. But what’s wrong with the purple?”
“You like the purple,” Stiles reminded him. “I was saving them for you.” He grinned over his shoulder. “Wanna taste the rainbow with me?”
Arrow
Slight spoilers for my story “Surprise!” and also the sequel part of Little Bytes
Oliver cradled his son in his arms as he sought out the most important woman in their lives. He finally found her at her desk in the Cave, eating candy by the handful. “Are you all right?” he asked as he carefully lowered himself into a seat next to her.
Felicity glanced over at the two of them before turning her attention back to the program she was working on. “I’m fine.”
“You should be sleeping,” he pointed out. “Not eating candy.”
“I need to get this done,” she replied. Her eyes flicked to Oliver again and she smiled softly at the sight of their child held carefully in his arms. “I won’t risk losing you. Especially not now.”
“Running yourself ragged isn’t the answer,” he attempted to argue.
“You’ve already banned me from Queen Consolidated, don’t send me away from here also,” Felicity told him.
“I’m not sending you away,” Oliver said. “I just…” He shifted as the baby began to fuss, jostling him gently in an attempt to quiet him. “Tommy and I can’t lose you.” Leaning over, he coaxed Felicity into opening her mouth for him. When he pulled back, he asked, “Why do you taste like candied fruit?”
Felicity tipped the bowl so he could see what she had been eating. “I’ve been eating Skittles.”
Oliver grinned as he leaned in for another kiss. “I can taste the rainbow.”
Felicity shook her head, laughing silently at him. “Give me my baby and suit up. I found the bad guy for you. You may not take the baby out on Arrow business yet.”
He surrendered the baby without an argument and stole another kiss. “Yes, dear.”
ANY, any/any, "any" has a hyper reaction to skittles and "any" enjoys watching the fallout.
If you work in "I can taste the rainbow" I will love you forever
So I loved this idea… and I kept filling it. And filling it. And I have four fills total. The first two were kinda funny but then something happened and it got serious. Oops. Anyway. I hope the prompter likes them. I’m not sure what fandoms s/he like so I kinda hit the highlights and hope I hit at least one s/he reads.
NCIS: NOLA
“Did he have too much caffeine today?” Brody asked as LaSalle popped to his feet for the third time in ten minutes and practically danced across the floor of the office.
Pride looked up from his paperwork. “No. Caffeine doesn’t affect him like that. Christopher.” He paused when the younger man didn’t respond to him. “Christopher,” he called a little louder.
“Yeah, King?” LaSalle stopped in the middle of the room.
“Why are you so hyper?”
“I went and saw the kids this morning,” LaSalle replied.
“That doesn’t normally make you bounce off the walls,” Pride commented.
LaSalle grinned. “I can taste the rainbow,” he chirped.
Pride groaned. “Someone gave him Skittles. He’s going to be impossible for the rest of the day.”
Brody frowned as LaSalle made his bouncing way back to his seat. “I gather he doesn’t have a good reaction to Skittles?”
“It’s not so much a bad reaction as Christopher can’t eat just a few,” Pride commented, watching the younger agent spin around in his desk chair. “He probably ate the entire bag. And it most likely wasn’t a small bag either.”
Brody eyed her fellow agent as he attempted to make it look like he was settling down. “Should we send him out to run off the excess sugar?” she suggested.
Pride was about to answer her when his phone rang. “Looks like he’ll be working it off at a crime scene. Christopher.” He motioned for the two agents to get to their feet and all of them headed for the door; LaSalle still bouncing along to his own inner beat.
It was going to be a long day.
Avengers (Assassin Baby)
Natasha stared at her partner and daughter who were attempting to walk up the wall without the use of any handholds. “Should we be concerned?” Steve asked as he joined the former assassin.
“I feel like this isn’t the oddest thing I’ve seen him do,” she replied as she tilted her head to watch from a different angle.
“No, it probably isn’t,” Steve agreed. “But my question is why?”
Clint dropped to the floor as he lost his grip on the wall. All three watched as Ariana made it a bit higher before her own grip slipped and she tumbled towards the floor. Steve darted forward, catching her just before she hit the floor.
“Maybe the wall isn’t ready for you to climb it,” Steve suggested.
Ariana pouted, looking up at him. “But I almost made it,” she complained.
“I don’t advise you try that again,” Natasha replied. “What made you think you could do that without some sort of lines or holds?”
Clint grinned at her as Ariana scrambled out of Steve’s hold. “We can taste the rainbow,” he informed her.
Steve looked confused as Natasha sighed before picking Ariana up and settling the little girl on her hip. “They ate Skittles,” she explained. “Candy,” she elaborated when Steve’s look didn’t clear up. “Lots of sugar.” She looked at her daughter. “So…”
“More insanity than usual?” Steve suggested as Clint took Ariana and dashed off.
“Unfortunately.”
Teen Wolf
Derek let himself into the Stilinski house. He’d finally gotten used to being accepted as a member of the wide range of people Stiles embraced as family. The Sheriff had even become accustomed to having him around and, like the rest of the new McCall-Hale pack; Derek had free access to the pack members’ houses.
Now he tilted his head to the side as he tried to locate his young human pack member, as he heard Stiles muttering to himself, his eyebrow raised and his mouth turned down. It was a look Stiles was quite familiar with. Following the sound, he discovered the young man leaning over the counter, patiently doing… something. Moving closer, Derek was able to see that Stiles was separating the purple Skittles into a pile by themselves while he popped the yellow and green ones into his mouth. He was dumping the orange and red into a bowl together.
Stepping closer, Derek wrapped his arms around Stiles’s waist, resting his head on the younger man’s shoulder. “Are you staging a boycott against some of the colors?” he questioned.
Stiles jumped a bit, but didn’t disturb Derek’s hold. “I don’t like the red and orange,” he complained.
“Well, that explains why they’re going into the bowl. But what’s wrong with the purple?”
“You like the purple,” Stiles reminded him. “I was saving them for you.” He grinned over his shoulder. “Wanna taste the rainbow with me?”
Arrow
Slight spoilers for my story “Surprise!” and also the sequel part of Little Bytes
Oliver cradled his son in his arms as he sought out the most important woman in their lives. He finally found her at her desk in the Cave, eating candy by the handful. “Are you all right?” he asked as he carefully lowered himself into a seat next to her.
Felicity glanced over at the two of them before turning her attention back to the program she was working on. “I’m fine.”
“You should be sleeping,” he pointed out. “Not eating candy.”
“I need to get this done,” she replied. Her eyes flicked to Oliver again and she smiled softly at the sight of their child held carefully in his arms. “I won’t risk losing you. Especially not now.”
“Running yourself ragged isn’t the answer,” he attempted to argue.
“You’ve already banned me from Queen Consolidated, don’t send me away from here also,” Felicity told him.
“I’m not sending you away,” Oliver said. “I just…” He shifted as the baby began to fuss, jostling him gently in an attempt to quiet him. “Tommy and I can’t lose you.” Leaning over, he coaxed Felicity into opening her mouth for him. When he pulled back, he asked, “Why do you taste like candied fruit?”
Felicity tipped the bowl so he could see what she had been eating. “I’ve been eating Skittles.”
Oliver grinned as he leaned in for another kiss. “I can taste the rainbow.”
Felicity shook her head, laughing silently at him. “Give me my baby and suit up. I found the bad guy for you. You may not take the baby out on Arrow business yet.”
He surrendered the baby without an argument and stole another kiss. “Yes, dear.”
