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kh_drabble2007-04-20 07:45 pm
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[102] Crash
Challenge: [102] Crash
Title: Shooting Stars
Word Count: 333
Spoilers/Notes: This isn't even that funny, I swear. I'm not exactly pleased with this, but I wanted to at least put SOMETHING up...>>;
“Gawrsh Sora, watch where you’re goin’!”
“I’m trying! This thing won’t turn around!”
“Watch out!”
The gummi ship swerved to the left, narrowly avoiding a cluster of rings. A string of Heartless ships were soon firing madly at the trio, trying to burn them alive with their lasers. Sora took a sharp turn, heading downwards as he made Goofy and Donald very sick
Donald put his hand up to his beak; he could feel his lunch trying to poor out. “Try to be more careful Sora! Guh…”
.Goofy tried to secure his seat belt tighter, fighting the urge to throw up as well. “Golly…”
The keyblade master groaned, feeling a wave of nausea hit him as well. Maybe he should’ve taken that driving class like his mom said…Or maybe he should’ve taken his motion sickness pills like his doctor said. The doctor was always right when he said that Sora got queasy too easily.
Suddenly, his foot slipped on the brake and kicked onto the gas, speeding forward towards nowhere. His hand frantically wove around for the hand stop, but instead pushed the lever for going forward and jammed it.
“Uh-oh…”
The duck-magician looked up from his brown bag, being held for “just in case.” His eyes narrowed as he spotted Sora’s frantic eyes darting left and right.
“Sora…what did you do?”
Said boy sheepishly looked over to his faithful companions before rubbing the back of his head with his hand. This wasn’t good…
“Uhh…I crammed the forward lever stuck. We are…going to be crashing right now.”
“…”
“…”
The blackness of space washed before them as they spun out of control.
“AHHHHHHH!!!”
000
In another world, far, far away, a young girl looked into the sky atop the roof of the apartment complex she lived in, pointing to something shooting out at her friend.
“Look, look! It’s a shooting star! Make a wish, Ayame!”
“Mmm, ok! I wish that everyone would stop being irresponsible drivers so that there wouldn’t be anymore crashes!”
Title: Shooting Stars
Word Count: 333
Spoilers/Notes: This isn't even that funny, I swear. I'm not exactly pleased with this, but I wanted to at least put SOMETHING up...>>;
“Gawrsh Sora, watch where you’re goin’!”
“I’m trying! This thing won’t turn around!”
“Watch out!”
The gummi ship swerved to the left, narrowly avoiding a cluster of rings. A string of Heartless ships were soon firing madly at the trio, trying to burn them alive with their lasers. Sora took a sharp turn, heading downwards as he made Goofy and Donald very sick
Donald put his hand up to his beak; he could feel his lunch trying to poor out. “Try to be more careful Sora! Guh…”
.Goofy tried to secure his seat belt tighter, fighting the urge to throw up as well. “Golly…”
The keyblade master groaned, feeling a wave of nausea hit him as well. Maybe he should’ve taken that driving class like his mom said…Or maybe he should’ve taken his motion sickness pills like his doctor said. The doctor was always right when he said that Sora got queasy too easily.
Suddenly, his foot slipped on the brake and kicked onto the gas, speeding forward towards nowhere. His hand frantically wove around for the hand stop, but instead pushed the lever for going forward and jammed it.
“Uh-oh…”
The duck-magician looked up from his brown bag, being held for “just in case.” His eyes narrowed as he spotted Sora’s frantic eyes darting left and right.
“Sora…what did you do?”
Said boy sheepishly looked over to his faithful companions before rubbing the back of his head with his hand. This wasn’t good…
“Uhh…I crammed the forward lever stuck. We are…going to be crashing right now.”
“…”
“…”
The blackness of space washed before them as they spun out of control.
“AHHHHHHH!!!”
In another world, far, far away, a young girl looked into the sky atop the roof of the apartment complex she lived in, pointing to something shooting out at her friend.
“Look, look! It’s a shooting star! Make a wish, Ayame!”
“Mmm, ok! I wish that everyone would stop being irresponsible drivers so that there wouldn’t be anymore crashes!”
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