Christmas drabble
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eastofthemoonHere's Christmas Drabble number 5
Title: I Quit
Series: Slayers
Characters: Flan and Zollan
Rating: G
Jingle bells
Inverse yells
Wizner is insane
Duclis nearly blew us up
And Ozel is a maid
Zollan looked up. “So, what do you think Aniki?”
Flan clicked his tongue, hesitant to respond. “I can’t lie to you Zollan, but that has to be, by far, one of the weirdest songs I have ever heard.”
The catman’s ears folded back. “Really? That bad?”
Flan leaned back in his chair. “I wouldn’t say bad. It does make more sense then that stupid reindeer song I thought of.”
“You mean the one with the shiny nose?”
“Don’t remind me.” Flan sighed. What was he on when he wrote that?
“Hey!” Zollan clapped his hands. “We can do a song about a snowman that comes to life or we can work on that other song you thought of.”
“Right, the song about a fat man in a red-Arrgh!” The dogman buried his head in his paws. He could feel another headache coming on. “Zollan, let’s quit this whole bard idea and go back to being mercenaries for hire. Nobody in their right mind would pay to hear these songs.”
Zollan sighed. “Sounds good to me Aniki. Writing songs is hard.”
Flan put on his hat. “Good, I doubt these songs would never catch on anyway.”
Title: I Quit
Series: Slayers
Characters: Flan and Zollan
Rating: G
Jingle bells
Inverse yells
Wizner is insane
Duclis nearly blew us up
And Ozel is a maid
Zollan looked up. “So, what do you think Aniki?”
Flan clicked his tongue, hesitant to respond. “I can’t lie to you Zollan, but that has to be, by far, one of the weirdest songs I have ever heard.”
The catman’s ears folded back. “Really? That bad?”
Flan leaned back in his chair. “I wouldn’t say bad. It does make more sense then that stupid reindeer song I thought of.”
“You mean the one with the shiny nose?”
“Don’t remind me.” Flan sighed. What was he on when he wrote that?
“Hey!” Zollan clapped his hands. “We can do a song about a snowman that comes to life or we can work on that other song you thought of.”
“Right, the song about a fat man in a red-Arrgh!” The dogman buried his head in his paws. He could feel another headache coming on. “Zollan, let’s quit this whole bard idea and go back to being mercenaries for hire. Nobody in their right mind would pay to hear these songs.”
Zollan sighed. “Sounds good to me Aniki. Writing songs is hard.”
Flan put on his hat. “Good, I doubt these songs would never catch on anyway.”
