Story time! Come sit at my feet and I’ll tell you a story!

[bubosquared]

So I was reading a whole mess of fic yesterday, and came across a meme that I’m going to viciously steal in an attempt to get back to writing. Because I have a block right now about writing, but that doesn’t mean I can’t tell stories, because lord, can I ever. So.

Ask me to tell you a story. Any of my fandoms, crossover, or AU will work, pretty much — like, “Tell me about that time MCR were actually all girls and Frank Iero was the hottest lesbian ever,” or “Tell me about Legolas and Gimli sailing off into the sunset together,” or “Tell me about that time Lee Jordan became Minister of Magic,” which is technically Jezz’s story, but whatever. Hit me!

(Fandoms I’m in/have been in, for reference and in no particular order: Harry Potter, Buffy, Metallica, Guns ‘n Roses, Popslash, My Chemical Romance, Firefly, Lord of the Rings, the new BBC version of Robin Hood, (World of) Warcraft (it is too a fandom, hush), Space: Above and Beyond, assorted comic books, mostly X-Men and Cable&Deadpool, plus some Boostle, new Who, and, um, several I’m probably forgetting. And hell, I can probably tell you a non-fandom story too, if you want. Seriously, hit me!)

Crossposted from Sleepless in Scotland. Comment here or there.

Comments

[munchkinott.livejournal.com]

Tell me about that time Allan decided to solve a mouse infestation at Locksley Hall with a kitten called 'Killer'.

[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

Oh god. Guy still refuses to talk about that, but Allan really was trying to help. See, Locksley has cats, of course, but somehow there suddenly didn't seem to be enough cats to keep the mice under control, and the cook was complaining about how she couldn't WORK in these CONDITIONS!

So Allan went looking for a good mouser, and found one, and while the owner didn't want to part with the cat, she'd just had kittens, and they were almost guaranteed to be just as good at catching mice, so Allan got one of the kittens, a fluffy black one that reminded him of Guy, not that he ever planned to tell anyone that on pain of DEATH. He carried the kitten to the Manor under his cloak, and when Guy stomped out to yell at him and demand to know where Allan'd been when guy needed him by his side, the answer was a pitiful mewling coming from Allan's cloak

Guy looks even more like a kitten when he's confused. Allan manfully resists the urge to ruffle his hair, and explains the plan. Guy is doubtful about it, because how many mice can a mere kitten kill, but Allan has faith in his plan. And in the kitten, which he calls "Killer," and now it's Guy's turn to be amused. Guy, unlike Allan, doesn't hide this.

Killer stays in the barn most of the time, learning the noble art of mouser catching, but when it's really cold out, Allan takes him inside. Guy tries to object, but Allan threatens to go sleep out in the barn with Killer, and Guy really can't afford his best henchman to get pneumonia or something. It's hard to get good help these days.

And this is why Guy wakes up one morning with a faceful of fluff. He splutters a lot, and when he's finally freed himself from the fluffball, he notices a third presence in the bed.

"Allan? What?"

Allan doesn't do a half bad imitation of a confused kitten himself. He claims Killer was really really insistent on sleeping in Guy's bed and so he stayed to make sure Guy didn't throw Killer out the window. Guy is rather insulted that Allan thinks so little of him. It takes Allan several days to nurse Guy's wounded pride.

[munchkinott.livejournal.com]

AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! ^.^

So that's how this meme works. :-D

[bubosquared.livejournal.com]

Yup, you ask, I tell. Thank you, come again! :D

A tricky one this time, methinks...

[munchkinott.livejournal.com]

I'm going to live dangerously and have a crack at it meself. *crosses fingers & gulps*

Tell me about that teatime when a big blue box appeared in the middle of Hobbiton, what the fuck does Middle Earth have to do with pre-Time Lord Gallifrey and why is this so very VERY extremely bad as far as the Pinstripe-y One is concerned?