Sara (
scripted_sra) wrote2009-09-14 01:49 am
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Entry tags:
Fake News (FPF) | Republican Elephant | G | Gen
Title: Republican Elephant
Fandom: Fake News (FPF)
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Summary: There's a mouse in Stephen's office.
Word Count: 150
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A/N: Originally written for a
fakenews_fanfic Open Thread. The challenge was dialogue only.
"Jon! Help! Get it!"
"What the hell's going on? Why are you on your desk?"
"Get it! It went under the couch!"
"Get what?"
"The mouse!"
"You have got to be kidding me, Stephen. A mouse? You're a thousand times its size!"
"Just get it, Jon!"
"Oh, for the love of—fine, whatever."
*
"You're not very good at catching mice, are you?"
"Hey, it only took me fifteen minutes. At least I wasn't jumping up on the desk."
"I wasn't afraid. I was...keeping a lookout!"
"Hey—I heard there was a mouse?"
"He's right here, Tad. Please do your job and dispose of the creature."
"Yes, Stephen."
"And make sure you’re careful to keep it away from Jon. He was damn near petrified of the thing. Ridiculous, of course, but let's try not to judge him too harshly."
"Right."
"Stephen!"
"What?"
"I was not—oh, forget it. Never mind."
Fandom: Fake News (FPF)
Rating: G
Pairing: None
Summary: There's a mouse in Stephen's office.
Word Count: 150
Disclaimer: All copyrighted material referred to in this work, and the characters, settings, and events thereof, are the properties of their respective owners. This work is not created for profit and constitutes fair use. References to real persons, places, or events are made in a fictional context, and are not intended to be libelous, defamatory, or in any way factual.
A/N: Originally written for a
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"Jon! Help! Get it!"
"What the hell's going on? Why are you on your desk?"
"Get it! It went under the couch!"
"Get what?"
"The mouse!"
"You have got to be kidding me, Stephen. A mouse? You're a thousand times its size!"
"Just get it, Jon!"
"Oh, for the love of—fine, whatever."
"You're not very good at catching mice, are you?"
"Hey, it only took me fifteen minutes. At least I wasn't jumping up on the desk."
"I wasn't afraid. I was...keeping a lookout!"
"Hey—I heard there was a mouse?"
"He's right here, Tad. Please do your job and dispose of the creature."
"Yes, Stephen."
"And make sure you’re careful to keep it away from Jon. He was damn near petrified of the thing. Ridiculous, of course, but let's try not to judge him too harshly."
"Right."
"Stephen!"
"What?"
"I was not—oh, forget it. Never mind."
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Not to mention the image of Stephen hopping around on the desk. Probably ruining the wood or his nice shoes or both in the process...
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Probably. Stephen makes the weirdest things adorable.