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 2010-01-16 06:05 pm (UTC)"Looks like we're blood brothers now," Jim says cheerfully, and grins up at McCoy who grumbles, "This isn't summer camp, kid, and don't get me started on how unhygienic that practice is."
Jim makes a comical sadface at McCoy, and Spock looks between the two of them and thinks he might never fully understand them; but Jim turns to grin at him as well, and McCoy's hands are gentle when he turns Spock's wrists over to check them, so perhaps his lack of understanding is not such a terrible thing.
(Lol. This is probably different from what you wanted. :D Also, I started with no narrator, then Spock decided he wanted it to be from his point of view, so if it sounds a little confused, that's probably why. XD)