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26 April 2006 @ 09:45 pm
Rotfl!  
from sg_reqs, Halroprillalar's Drabble-Matic! OMG, I have spent way too long reloading this page to get new drabbles. They are all so funny! You put in a whole bunch of words, press enter, and presto! Drabble! There are at least seven different "story" variations as well.Here's one of the good ones, just for fun.


Loud Lang Syne

Sam sipped arrogantly at her drink and stood loud behind a lemon. She wasn't sure why she had come to this New Year's Eve party in the first place. She was no good at parties anyhow. They always made her feel cold and she ended up like she was now, hiding and hoping nobody noticed how cerulean her elbow got when she was nervous.

Well, truth be told, Sam knew very well why she was at the party: to see Martouf.

Ah, Martouf. Just the thought of him, the chance of a glimpse of his shimmery nose made Sam's heart beat like the soft brush of an angel's wings.

But tonight everyone was masked. Sam peered slowly through the crowd, trying to guess which guest was Martouf. There, she thought, the man over by the phone, the dark one with the guinea pig mask. It had to be Martouf. No one else could look so fast, even in a guinea pig mask.

He began to walk Sam's way and Sam started to panic. What if he actually talked to Sam?

Martouf came right up to Sam and Sam thought that she was going to faint.

"Hello," Martouf said stupidly. "What are you doing over here all alone?"

"Oh, just looking at the car," Sam said and immediately wanted to die because that sounded so bloody.

Just then, a slimy voice began to count down. "Ten ... nine ... eight ... seven ..."

Sam's heart leapt. If they were together at midnight, that meant that Martouf might ...

"Happy New Year!"

Martouf swept Sam into his arms, bent her under the flowering tree, and kissed Sam softly, slipping her the tongue and groping her toe.

Sam could hardly believe it. How wonderful! And now that it was after midnight, it was time to take their masks off. She reached out ravenously and pulled Martouf's mask off his face. It was Martouf! "I knew it was you," Sam said and took her own mask off.

"And it's ... you," Martouf said. "You know, I'm just going to go get some punch."

Sam watched him go. He would be right back, Sam was sure. Just as soon as he had his punch.

And then they would fall in love.
 
 
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