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Written from a Drabble Generator. I wanted something whumpy, but this thing only do romance. The end result is hilarious!
I'm Dreaming Of A Pretty Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Rodney sat tenderly in the room, sipping happy eggnog.
He looked at the brilliant zpm hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, John had hung it there, just before they looked at each other surprisingly and then fell into each other's arms and waved each other's hand.
If only I hadn't been so nice, Rodney thought, pouring a whumped amount of rum into his eggnog. Then John might not have got so glowy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a gorgeous tear and held his hair in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a slender voice lifted brilliantly up in song.
I'm dreaming of a pretty Christmas
Just like a world doomed by the wraith
Rodney ran to the door. It was John, looking snarky all over with snow.
"I missed you hurriedly," John said. "And I wanted to wave your hand again."
Rodney hugged John and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," John said.
"I think so too," Rodney said and they waved each other's hand until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted whale ass and lived quickly until Rodney got drunk again.
This next one has a cool title:
The Battle For The Atlantis
In the room, Rodney shot his Atlantis. He had been busy with the Atlantis for hours and now wanted nothing more than a brilliant cuddle or a happy massage from his lover John.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his pretty John appeared at the door, grinning quickly.
"Put down the Atlantis," John said hurriedly. "Unless you want me to shoot that Atlantis on your hand."
Rodney put down the Atlantis. He was gorgeous. He had never seen John so glowy before and it made him whumped.
John picked up the Atlantis, then withdrew a zpm from his hair. "Don't be so gorgeous," John said with a glowy grimace. "A whale bit my ass this morning, and everything became nice. Now with this Atlantis and this zpm I can hurriedly rule the world!"
Rodney clutched his snarky ass surprisingly. This was his lover, his pretty John, now staring at him with a glowy hair.
"Fight it!" Rodney shouted. "The whale just wants the Atlantis for his own pretty devices! He doesn't love you, not the brilliant way I do!"
Rodney could see John trembling surprisingly. Rodney reached out his hand and touched John's hair hurriedly. He was pretty, so pretty, but he knew only his snarky love for John would break the whale's spell.
Sure enough, John dropped the Atlantis with a thunk. "Oh, Rodney," he squealed. "I'm so brilliant, can you ever forgive me?"
But Rodney had already moved in the room. Like a world doomed by the wraith, he pressed his hand into John's hair. And as they fell together in a nice fit of love, the Atlantis lay on the floor, whumped and forgotten.
shayasar.Written from a Drabble Generator. I wanted something whumpy, but this thing only do romance. The end result is hilarious!
I'm Dreaming Of A Pretty Christmas
It was Christmas Eve. Rodney sat tenderly in the room, sipping happy eggnog.
He looked at the brilliant zpm hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, John had hung it there, just before they looked at each other surprisingly and then fell into each other's arms and waved each other's hand.
If only I hadn't been so nice, Rodney thought, pouring a whumped amount of rum into his eggnog. Then John might not have got so glowy and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a gorgeous tear and held his hair in his hand.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a slender voice lifted brilliantly up in song.
I'm dreaming of a pretty Christmas
Just like a world doomed by the wraith
Rodney ran to the door. It was John, looking snarky all over with snow.
"I missed you hurriedly," John said. "And I wanted to wave your hand again."
Rodney hugged John and started to sob.
"I think you're drunk," John said.
"I think so too," Rodney said and they waved each other's hand until they knocked the Christmas tree over.
On Christmas Day, they ate roasted whale ass and lived quickly until Rodney got drunk again.
This next one has a cool title:
The Battle For The Atlantis
In the room, Rodney shot his Atlantis. He had been busy with the Atlantis for hours and now wanted nothing more than a brilliant cuddle or a happy massage from his lover John.
He said this last thought out loud, and all of a sudden his pretty John appeared at the door, grinning quickly.
"Put down the Atlantis," John said hurriedly. "Unless you want me to shoot that Atlantis on your hand."
Rodney put down the Atlantis. He was gorgeous. He had never seen John so glowy before and it made him whumped.
John picked up the Atlantis, then withdrew a zpm from his hair. "Don't be so gorgeous," John said with a glowy grimace. "A whale bit my ass this morning, and everything became nice. Now with this Atlantis and this zpm I can hurriedly rule the world!"
Rodney clutched his snarky ass surprisingly. This was his lover, his pretty John, now staring at him with a glowy hair.
"Fight it!" Rodney shouted. "The whale just wants the Atlantis for his own pretty devices! He doesn't love you, not the brilliant way I do!"
Rodney could see John trembling surprisingly. Rodney reached out his hand and touched John's hair hurriedly. He was pretty, so pretty, but he knew only his snarky love for John would break the whale's spell.
Sure enough, John dropped the Atlantis with a thunk. "Oh, Rodney," he squealed. "I'm so brilliant, can you ever forgive me?"
But Rodney had already moved in the room. Like a world doomed by the wraith, he pressed his hand into John's hair. And as they fell together in a nice fit of love, the Atlantis lay on the floor, whumped and forgotten.
