Abby was playing RPG on Tim's computer whilst he cooked dinner.
He was trying to impress her by cooking shellfish with bantam eggs but it wasn't working. Abby was too busy. She had just killed off an orc with an armalite rifle and abacus, and won the prize of a shimmering sceat.
The soft tones of Tim's London Philharmonic cd played in the background. It had been a present from Ducky. A
bby moved up a level on the game to be met by a constipated troll singing "I'm a Troll, folderol".
Abby quickly killed him and smiled up at Tim.
Author's Chapter Notes:
Just a moment in the life of Abby and Tim. This is a fic that I wrote last year on the request of the other half. He wanted the following words including and didn't want slash and it had to be 100 words only. Not easy with the words he gave me!!
Folderol abacus, shimmering, orc, bantam, shellfish, armalite (rifle used in the 1960/70s), sceat (an ancient saxon coin - gold/silver), philharmonic, constipated.
this is the drabble I came up with
Folderol abacus, shimmering, orc, bantam, shellfish, armalite (rifle used in the 1960/70s), sceat (an ancient saxon coin - gold/silver), philharmonic, constipated.
this is the drabble I came up with