Welcome to the Three Sentence Fic-A-Thon:
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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
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on 2009-12-28 10:02 pm (UTC)But finally listening to "Sweet Caroline" stops making Puck feel sick in the pit of his stomach (with manly annoyance, he'd swear), and Rachel stops looking at him with that ridiculous pity because she knows how much he wants to be a part of his baby's life (that takes much, much longer; the baby is long gone by then into the arms of a family who won't, Puck is sure, tell their daughter just how badass her real dad is, and what a waste).
When she starts acting like herself again around him, all misdirected enthusiasm and irritating cheer, he cuffs her gently on the shoulder like she's one of the guys and tells her to chill out, and her eyes widen, and then she smiles like he's given her the Emmy or something, and they become friends, which is how this whole thing should have started, really.
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on 2009-12-28 10:08 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2009-12-28 11:18 pm (UTC)