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Friday: Free For All

Hey guys! It's Friday yet again on this illustrious April morning. And what does that mean? Oh yeah, you know it! All fandoms, groupings, and prompts are good to go!

Just please remember to show some restraint when you prompt so everyone has a chance to play, and please, for the love of our code monkeys, remember to format your prompts properly. For example:

Supernatural, Sam/Dean, too much like Dad

Doctor Who/Primeval, Ten/Abby, if you think Rex is cute...

And as always, if nothing you're seeing snags you're interest, check out our Lonely Prompts.

Speaking of Lonely Prompts, don't forget that this weekend is going to be another Lonely Prompt Challenge! Y'all did so great last time, let's keep up all the fabulous writing!


May. 6th, 2009 05:31 pm (UTC)
He might have gotten away with it if he hadn't stopped to make sure she was okay.

The sight of her injuries had shaken him to the core. He'd tried to stop the bleeding, but his trembling hands didn't seem to want to cooperate. When the police had arrived to drag him away, he'd tried to fight his way back to her, but without his weapons, he really had little chance.

They'd locked him away in an institution after a brief, hurried hearing during which he was found incompetent to stand trial, and yet dangerously mentally deranged.

They wouldn't even tell him if she was alive or dead -- but he had seen those terrible injuries... all the blood... the dull glaze that was slowly overtaking her eyes -- and he knew what he'd done.

He'd murdered the woman he loved.

When they told him he had a visitor, he only allowed them to lead him into the visiting room because it would have been too much trouble to resist. Without Penny, there was no one he cared to see -- no one who cared about him. He didn't even lift his gaze from the floor as they led him to the table and sat him down.

With Penny dead -- nothing mattered anymore.


He froze, his heart skipping a beat, his eyes wide with disbelief when he saw her sitting there across the table from him. He shook his head slightly, hardly daring to believe it. It had to be a trick of some kind.

But then, her soft hands were resting on his, her voice trembling with emotion, her eyes welling with tears.

"God, Billy... are you okay?"

"Penny... you... you're... I didn't... and you're not..." He broke down, his shoulders shaking with sobs as he lowered his head to rest against her hands. "I'm sorry," he cried softly, shaking his head. "I'm so sorry..."

"Shhh," she soothed him, freeing one hand to run it gently through his hair. "It's okay, Billy... everything's going to be all right... everything's okay... I'm right here..."
May. 6th, 2009 10:55 pm (UTC)
Poor Billy... not like he does have a chance to fight back since NPH mentioned once he only weighs 160lb (man, he's skinny for someone his height). And he does probably need lots of psych meds and therapy. I bet if he ever bumped into Lily and Marshall, they'd find some odd way of adopting him and keep him supplied in hoodies and hold an intervention for his kleptomania... which actually would be a funny scene especially if Barney's letter asked for magic trick tips.
May. 6th, 2009 11:55 pm (UTC)
no, without some kind of "equalizer", any NPH character wouldn't really stand a chance :P hehe... thanx, love, i'm glad you enjoyed it :) *Hugs*
May. 7th, 2009 12:55 am (UTC)
Well, that does explain the box of traumatized NPH characters we keep building up... Seriously, I am so sorry about my Billy did to your Barney... I'm still wondering how he managed to knock your Barney up, MPreg Ray maybe? He has had a lot of spare time on his hands since Penny died.


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