3 Sentence Ficathon 2010

[caramelsilver]

This was so much fun last year, so I'm doing it again!

The rules:

This is a challenge where you answer a prompt with a fic consisting of only three sentences. It's open to all fandoms and you can post and answer as many prompts as you like. Only one prompt per comment please.

When posting a prompt please format it this way:

fandom, character/pairing, prompt word/sentence.

Lastly, please pimp this to your flist, I'd like as many as possible to come and participate!

Have fun!

Edit: December 1: grim_lupine is being awesome again this year! She's compiled all your prompts into this delicious archive. All prompts are tagged with fandom and if it's filled or not. So, to make this easier on her, when prompting, please, use the whole name of the fandom and not just the abbreviation. Thanks!

Also: Multiple answers to prompts are not just allowed, but encouraged as well. Don't let the fact that someone else has answered it first stop you if you like the prompt!

If you have any questions ask them to the first comment.

Comments

[les342.livejournal.com]

Steve takes in the destruction of his kitchen, eyeing the hand mixer with disdain as he cleans up the cake batter from the floor, the counter, his clothes, and even the ceiling.

He's so engrossed in his stare down with the hated appliance that he doesn't see Danny advancing on him until he's backed up against the wall, Danny right in front of him, and the glare turns into an expression of worry as he asks, "I'm not much of a baker, but do you think like it anyway?"

Pulling him down by the shoulders, Danny looks at him with a smile on his face and says, "Of course Grace will like her birthday cake, it was made by her Uncle Steve, after all."

[alba17.livejournal.com]

Haha! yes, great. Thanks for filling my prompt!

And then this happened...(more fill)

[alba17.livejournal.com]

I couldn't resist, with that set-up. And I'm supposed to be somewhere now!

“What flavor?” Danny leans down and darts his tongue out to lick the batter from the mixer in Steve’s hand, as Steve stares, mesmerized by the sight of Danny’s tongue, wet and pink and now tipped with pale pink batter.

“Um…strawberry,” Steve croaks before Danny flicks a finger through the dripping batter and brings it up to Steve’s lips.

“It’s delicious, don’t you think?” Danny asks as he touches the batter to Steve’s slightly parted lips and starts to smear it over them, forcing Steve to taste it, lick it off Danny’s finger as Danny presses forward with darkening eyes and a mouth ripe for more than just tasting.

Re: And then this happened...(more fill)

[les342.livejournal.com]

Love it! I really like reading this sort of thing, but am terrible at writing it myself so thanks for the follow up. I hope you weren't too late getting where you were supposed to be going.