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Drabble roundup, part 2!

For oneechan19: ( Howl's Moving Castle/Young Wizards crossover: Howl as a YW!verse wizard )

For varadia: ( Milliwaysverse: That time Dave walked by when Mary and Galadan were discussing her future career path )

And also for varadia because that was terrible: ( Homeward Bounders/Ouran crossover: Jamie stuck in Ouranverse )

For shati: ( Avatar: Dangerous ladies! )

And then I felt bad, so I wrote shati another: ( Avatar: Appa )

And then somehow that still did not quite work out to cheerful, so, also for shati: ( Avatar: Zuko attempting to write poetry for Mai, and Sokka's reaction )

For elspeth_vimes: ( Monster/20th Century Boys crossover: post-series Tenma meets Kenji )

Also for elspeth_vimes: ( Sun Sword/20th Century Boys crossover: Kallandras gives Kenji singing lessons )

And, since that one was very short, also for elspeth_vimes: ( Sun Sword/Fullmetal Alchemist crossover: Serra Teresa and Hawkeye discuss political strategies )

For lacewood: ( Fullmetal Alchemist: Mustang/Hawkeye shippiness or UST, OH TWIST MY ARM )

LAST ONE. Also for lacewood: ( Fullmetal Alchemist: Team Mustang hijinks, also Briggs hijinks, CUNNINGLY COMBINED )


AND OKAY THAT IS ALL.

Things!

1. Birthday weekend chez neenie: AWESOME, of course. Even if Steph and other accumulated guests have now learned the cost of inviting me to her house, which is to have least three things knocked over, misplaced, or otherwise destroyed over the course of the period. Um. I shall just have to hope my charm makes up for it? :D?

2. On the way to chez neenie, our megabus got pulled over and searched by the cops. It was a double-decker bus and I was on the top deck (decker?), and the rumors were flying like crazy up there as to what might be occuring Down in the Depths Below.

The cops never actually made it up to our level, so either they were extraordinarily lazy cops or they actually found what they were looking for down on the bottom floor. Either way, I am forever doomed to curiosity about what kind of illegal goings-on were occuring in my vicinity! I think when I have to tell the story I am going to make up a tale of illicit contraband cheese, unless someone has a better suggestion.


3. The area around my workplace has recently been enlivened by several rather unnerving murals. The strangest portrays a fifty-foot-tall rat in a neat suit and tie, with a briefcase and bloody hands. The red of the blood is the only color on the whole mural, and the text scrawled next to its head reads, "LET THEM EAT CRACK."

(Every time I pass it, all I can think is 'the bulletholes are for speed!')