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It’s a short downtime, so we will be doing drabbles and droubbles. That is, fic at exactly 100 or 200 words (titles are freebies). It’s a super fun exercise, and the length makes it much easier to dive in!
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fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence.
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Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, "I don't like sand."
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Any, Any, "I don't like sand."
or
Earth geography, sand, "I don't like humans very much, either."
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How long will it go?
Prompts until AO3 opens back up, fills can be made for another week.
etathey re-opened early! But we're all here...
I'm giving us 12 hours, get those prompts in 💪
CLOSED for prompts, OPEN for fills
Drabbles can now be entered into the AO3 collection
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Birds of feather flock together
Date: 2025-09-27 11:44 pm (UTC)Halloween is upon us, and all of Gotham is used to the crazy shenanigans in the city. We are not going to talk about the rogue gallery of villains cause chaos and mayhem (let’s look at the Joker leading his gang to terrorize Gotham’s citizens, or the Penguin using his crime boss status to host parties in the Iceberg Lounge for the underworld elite, or the Scarecrow testing his potent fear toxins on citizens, or causing heists (looking at Harley Quinn and Poison Ivy), and Two-Face himself committing crimes.
This tale isn’t about the rogue gallery, but about the Batfamily and how often they embrace Halloween.
Damian, being the youngest, decided to dress up as a vampire costume and was seen eyeing the overflowing candy bowl with his usual suspicion. Tim dressed up as a detective, sorting through his candy loot.
“Fun size? These candies are an insult to trick or treating,” Damian said, sneering at his fun-size chocolate bar, “this implies that fun can be contained in this worthless wrapper.”
Tim snorted, used to Damian’s behavior, unwrapped his full-size chocolate bar, “less fun, more efficient, and fewer cavities.”
In the hallway, a loud thump could be heard. Dick, dressed up with a zombie costume complete with realistic prosthetic guts spilling out of his stomach, came into the room groaning theatrically as if he was a zombie, “brains, need brains for my next patrol,” he moaned out loud, while reaching for Tim’s candy bag.
Tim just snorted, unwrapping a full-size bar. "Less fun, more efficiency. And fewer cavities."
Damian rolled his eyes while trying to protect his candy bag loot, “Grayson, you're not really impressive; zombies possess more guttural sounds and have less vocalization.”
Jason came out of nowhere laughing after he heard Damian telling Dick that. He was dressed in the Red Hood costume, holding his bulging bag filled with candy. He ripped off his helmet to reveal a smirk, “You’re all amateurs." He dumped his candy haul on the table, “You have to reach the richer neighborhoods to get the good stuff.”
Dick, forgetting his zombie persona, decided to tackle Jason’s candy instead. He picked up a wealthier fun-size candy that Jason got.
Damian sighed and decided to look at his haul to find his fun-size candy bar.
Even though Dick was able to get Jason’s candy, they both continued to tackle each other and play-fought over who got which candy pieces.
While Dick and Jason were playfighting, no one noticed Tim just taking other candies from the pile on the table while Damian was cheering Dick on to win the playfighting.
Suddenly, in the middle of the play fighting, Dick noticed that the candy stash on the table was being depleted, and yelled, “Hey, the candy thief strikes,” pointing his zombie finger dramatically to Tum, who was in the middle of mid-chewing on his candy bar.
Before Tim could respond to this, Dick launched himself into a wrestling match, pulling Tim into a dog pile next to the table filled with mountains of candy. Seeing his hard-won candy loot being threatened, Jason dove in as well.
Damian, who was cheering Dick on, was found to be yanked into the chaotic heap by Jason.
“Unhand me, you hooligans!” Damian protested being in the middle of the pile now. He couldn’t help but muffle his laugh when Jason was tickling Dick’s body while Tim was next to Dick. It seemed a wrestling match was beginning to form to see who would get what candy pieces.
At the end of the door, Bruce Wayne could be seen walking to his Batcave, getting ready for his patrol, but laughing at his son's antics for trying to claim their candy by wrestling each other.