Welcome to the Three Sentence Fic-A-Thon:

[caramelsilver]

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!

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

Edit December 10th: Thanks to the brilliant grim_lupine we now have a delicious account. So head on over there to find some unfilled prompts: three_sentence_ficathon's delicious bookmarks.

A small note from grim_lupine who's organizing the delicious archive: "So I'm not familiar with all the fandoms here; sometimes when people post a ficlet they abbreviate a fandom and sometimes they don't (like BSG versus Battlestar Galactica, but I know that one) so I might have it listed twice in the delicious tags. If someone notices something messed up they can comment below." -- So do that, and when requesting something new, please use the fandom's whole name.

Comments

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Wall*E, Wall*E and Lucy, this looks like the beginning of a beautiful friendship

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

When he arrives in Narnia, he's so dazzled by the abundance of greenery that at first he doesn't notice the girl watching him. She approaches him with a flower in her outstretched hand and a wide smile, asks him who (what) he is; hesitantly, he takes her offering and chirps, Wall-E.

"Wallie? she says experimentally, and something in her manner reminds him forcefully of Eve--it's then that he knows they're going to be great friends.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Merlin/Wall*E, Arthur & Wall*E, "it can't be your MANservant if it's not a MAN"

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

I may end up fill all or most of your Wall*E prompts. Just. So you know. (Because they're the best thing ever.)

No one knew how it arrived in Camelot; one day, it simply appeared, a box of metal that moved and squawked in a disturbingly human way. After several tense days where Uther consulted with Gaius about how best to kill something that didn't truly live, they realized that it meant no harm; that, in fact, it did its best to serve.

Arthur soon figured out how to give it orders had it zipping around, catering to his every whim, while Merlin sulked and tried to insist that it can't be your manservant if it's not a man, Arthur.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Wall*E/Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy, Marvin & Wall*E, apocalypse

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Marvin can feel all the diodes in his left leg popping and groans loudly. "Life," he says, "Don't talk to me about life, it's all a load of rubbish anyway."

The little squarish boxy robot lifts its head up at that word and prepares to save the world.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Narnia/Wall*E, Susan & Wall*E, companion

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

I warned you!


The little robot follows them out of the wardrobe, and for years they manage to keep him concealed, a private reminder of the years they've lived and lost. Slowly they grow up for a second time, and grow distant (boys and lipstick--who would have thought they could be so divisive?) until a train tears them apart permanently.

Then only Susan and Wall*E are left, companions in shared memory and grief, waiting for the world to right itself.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Wall*E/Merlin, Morgana & Wall*E, "Can I keep it?"

[fiendlikethee.livejournal.com]

Morgana lets Arthur take control of the thing--waaaaall-eee it warbles--before she steals it. Within minutes, it's brought her flowers and laid out a dress (Gwen looks askance at it before Morgana assures her that she's not out of a job), and Morgana's so taken with the thing that when Arthur comes to collect his new metal-box-thingie-servant, she appeals to Uther.

"Can I keep it?" she asks with wide eyes and the best please, father, tone she can muster, knowing he can't possibly stand against such an onslaught (she's right; Arthur sulks for weeks).

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Parks & Recreation, April/Andy, I challenge you to a duel

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Parks & Recreation, April/Andy, this is not a date

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Lucifer/Dogma, Loki & Bartleby & Lucifer, happy hour

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Narnia, Rilian, kings of old

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Rilian reads of the kings of old, of their battles and balls and everything in between. There are many, many biographies on them, from the beginning of the Dying Times and from his father's reign, but none of them ever say the same thing.

He thinks he would have liked to meet them.

--

The Dying Times is, obviously, shamelessly stolen from your canon.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Mary Poppins, Michael, carried away on a kite

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

"You are making quite a racket!" says the pigeon.

"I want to go down!" Michael yelps, and hangs on tighter to the contraption as they sail past the Big Ben.

"Well, yelling about it isn't going to be conducive to the situation either, isn't it?" the pigeon sniffs, and Michael thinks that for all that it is a pigeon, it is probably right.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Peter Pan/Peter and the wolf, Peter/Peter, The other boy has something feral about him

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

Greek Mythology, Leda, Swan Lake

[vampyreranger.livejournal.com]

Leda screamed in agony as the swan assaulted her over and over again for what seemed like an eternity and when finally he took his leave she vowed revenge. In secret she trained in the arts of combat and strategy, poison and stealth. And finally on that holiest of days she struck Zeus down and humiliated him as he had humiliated her.

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

One Hundred Years of Solitude, Aureliano, dusty tomes

[caramelsilver.livejournal.com]

Narnia, Pevensies, revolution!AU

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

So my brain took revolution!AU to mean Revolutionary War. Please excuse my American brain.

Peter's back is pressed up against the rough bark of a tree, somewhere to his right Edmund and the rest of their troops - hopelessly few men, but he's won wars with less before - are concealed behind the great trees of the forest. He can hear Susan's smooth words and Lucy's innocent laughter - a ploy, of course, Lucy hasn't been innocent for years and years, since Narnia - as they lead the British general into the forest.

Afterwards, Edmund remarks about killing a British general, in a way, one of them, but the corpse is not one of them, not their people, and the people they are fighting for are not their people either, but it as close as it gets.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Avatar: the Last Airbender, ensemble post-series, our lives are not our own but the people's

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Aang arrives every year with the monsoon winds. Mai always tells him it's going to kill him one day, but Aang says that he enjoys the challenge, and Zuko doesn't say that he appreciates these visits. It is a rare opportunity when he and Aang can be together again without the persistence of duty, and he comes to associate the heavy rains with the feelings of contented nostalgia.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Avatar/Narnia, Edmund & Zuko, privileged leaders

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

So this kind of doesn't actually fill out your prompt. Um. D:

The boy is younger than he is, with dark hair and pale, pale skin, almost Fire Nation, but not quite, yet nobility rolls off of him in almost visible waves. Zuko is more than a little intimidated, and Mai, on his left, jabs him discreetly with an elbow.

From the boy-king's (though he can't really talk, he became Fire Lord at the age of sixteen, then not yet a man) clothes, he is from a distant, distant land, and though it is hard to see, Zuko can pick out tiny flickers of confusion.

[bedlamsbard.livejournal.com]

Chronicles of Narnia, Puddleglum, born to run

[vampyreranger.livejournal.com]

Sometimes it feels as though he'll never find his place in this world. Sometimes it seems that his journey will never end. But until he finds his place he'll keep running, as he was born to do.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

Criminal Minds/Chronicles of Narnia, Edmund & Reid, too young to see such sights

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

(Scanning through older prompts, and this was too good to pass up, bb. :D)

"Sometimes it's just so much, too much," Reid says, frowning down at his hands, "all the ugliness that we see." He looks up at Edmund, and thinks once again how strange it is that he finds himself so comforted by the presence of this young man, who is far younger than Reid himself but holds a kind of wisdom that is so much older than his years; he has the kind of self-possession that Reid wishes he had, some days.

Edmund looks at him with dark old eyes, back ramrod straight, and tells him, "There's always going to be ugliness out there; you do the best you can, that's all."

(Hmm. This feels remarkably similar to that one I wrote with Edmund and Lucy and Sam Winchester. Oops. XD)

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

The crack of this idea is ridiculous Harry Potter/Glee, ensemble, Hogwarts starts a glee club

[faorism.livejournal.com]

With something akin to aloof fearimpatience writ on his sneer, Severus eyed the children in front of him, wondering if this was the worse than his decision to join the Death Eaters so many years ago. He wondered how he could survive the year...

Perhaps he could have increased his chances at maintaining his sanity had he not given the "Don't Go Breaking My Heart" duet to Potter and Draco.

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Merlin, Uther, change over time is more than a graph

[lizzie-marie-23.livejournal.com]

He didn't shed a tear (well maybe one, but only on the very deepest inside of his heart where no one could see it) as he kissed the boy (a king among kings, greater than his own father and father to his own sons) and gave him his blessing (off to a better place, a safer one).
*
Nothing can change in no time, you know that (anything slower that instantaneous must be gradual), but it still surprises you when you turn away for a moment (and to think that you've been asleep for a hundred years!) and everything is different in the time it takes you to return.
*
Tomorrow I will see the result of a choice I made so many years ago (lifetimes, a corner of my brain insists); tomorrow I will meet my son, my daughter, and my grandson.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

English, comma/period, always apart

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

"Yes, the period lives on the eastern border of our land," says the sentence, but when the comma asks him how he can find her, the sentence refuses to answer.

"She has no wish to see you, comma," the sentence proclaims. "The two of you were never even meant to meet."

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

American cities, New York/Boston, sibling rivalry

[katakokk.livejournal.com]

Boston is the younger of the two, and though their parents are not the same, they have always been sisters, New York and Boston.

Boston has the Red Sox, but New York the Yankees, a fact that she constantly rubs in the face of her younger sister, especially at family dinners (Hartford is usually forced by Concord and Augusta to mediate).

There is no end to their rivalry, because New York will always have more people, but each year, they send each year, they send each other birthday cards anyways.

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Uh. Anthropomorphic objects, light/darkness, shadow.

[grim-lupine.livejournal.com]

It's not that it's difficult for them to get along; it's simply that they cannot find anything in common. After all, they are of entirely opposing natures.

Shadow says to them You're my parents; I'm proof that you two can coexist; you aren't getting a divorce, are you?

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Anthropomorphic objects, ocean/rain, return.

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

"You have traveled far," the ocean says, and the rain sighs wearily.

"Yes," she says, "and I have seen much."

"Tell your stories later," the ocean says, her eyes gentle as she holds out her arms, "just rest for now."

[twoskeletons.livejournal.com]

Avatar, Zuko/Azula, a poor imitation of valor

[be-themoon.livejournal.com]

"You just think you're so brave, don't you?" Azula whispers, fingers digging in his skin, and he gasps. "You're a coward, and a sneak, and terrified of your own father."

-

Just before he opens the doors, he allows himself to smile and wonders what part of her plan Azula is busy with, which part he's messing up just by walking into the room.