Song drabble meme!

[governorkang]

the song drabble meme

It's pretty simple and fun, folks. This is how this works!
( 01 ) Have a playlist ready! Don't use all your songs--try and narrow it down a little.
( 02 ) Let everyone know how many songs you're working with. Also, which characters you would be willing to write about.
( 03 ) Others tag your post, picking a character or pairing or friendship or familial relationship or whatever, and then choose a number from your list.
( 04 ) Write a drabble related to that song, using that/those character(s)!

HERE'S THE CATCH:
You only have the length of the song to write a drabble!
(Or, you could, you know.  Just put the song on repeat until you hit a stopping point.  Who's gonna know?)

Here's a handy HTML box, if you so desire!

<b>Characters:</b> -Name || (<lj user="username"></lj> ) -Name || (<lj user="username"></lj> ) <b>Number of Tracks:</b>

Lovingly stolen from axiomnexus~

Comments

[letmelive]

steve and claire - 267 8)

The Beatles - HELP!

[craaazyisland]

Okay, this place was creepy but it wasn't that bad. Steve had just broken out of a goddamn torture camp, for cryin' out loud. A huge abandoned palace with creepy paintings on the wall and the distant sounds of that cackling nutjob Alfred wasn't all that bad in comparison.

He was on his way up the stairs when he heard the telltale sound of breathing behind him. His hand tightened around the luger in his head and he froze in place. There was an eerie moment of silence and then he spun on his heels, raising his gun--

And getting whacked right in the face with the grimy, clammy palm of a Bandersnatch.

He screamed and fired blindly, missing completely and eating stairs a second later as the creature yanked him face-first down the steps. When he hit the landing he opened his eyes long enough to make out its dead features, stare at its sunken eyes, smell its disgusting breath in his face--

And then hear it howl in pain as a shotgun blast echoed through the room. It struggled against another blast before it released Steve and slumped dead to the ground.

A few seconds later, the girl from before was standing over him, shotgun in hand, eyebrow raised.

"So how's that solo mission of yours working out?" she asked.

Steve let out the breath he'd been holding. "You know, I've been thinking," he said, "maybe sticking together isn't such a bad idea."