| blue_moonlight ( @ 2008-05-25 21:20:00 |
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| Current music: | And Then We Kiss---Britney |
Stolen from the P/E LJ community
Ten Songs Meme
1. Pick a character, pairing, or fandom you like.
2. Turn on your music player and put it on random/shuffle.
3. Write a drabble related to each song that plays. You only have the time frame of the song to finish the drabble; you start when the song starts, and stop when it's over. No lingering afterwards!
4. Do ten of these, then post them
BTW, all of these snippets are raw, rough drafts. No editing or polishing whatsoever. As you can see, my writing is horrible at the beginning stage. I might do one for Zero/X. I'll have to see. For now, it's Phoenix/Edgeworth.
1. Cinderella---Britney Spears
Phoenix sat on the park bench contemplating matters of the heart. He watched as kids played on the lush green lawn. A ball bounced near his left foot. A small child walked over to him, his arms waving back and forth as he looked at the strange man picking up the ball. Phoenix smiled and handed the child the ball.
“Is this yours?” Phoenix asked.
“Yes, sir. Thank you.” The kid became shy and looked at the ground.
“Here you go.” He placed the ball in the child’s hand. The little kid looked up and smiled at him.
“Thank you, sir.” The child said as he ran off to meet his friends.
LOL. This story didn't at all relate to the song. Nice one, though.
2. Girlfriend---Annie
It was a cold New York morning as Phoenix rose from the bed. He quietly slipped out to avoid waking up Edgeworth who was sleeping soundly. Phoenix tip-toed around the hotel room searching for his clothes which were strewed about on the floor.
He picked up his blue-stripped boxers as well as a white shirt. He wore both items as he headed to the bathroom to refresh. The faucet ran lukewarm water…
I like how this started, and I didn't want to stop writing it. Sigh.
EDIT: And now I wrote the whole story. Time to spruce it up.
3. Boy in a Rock n’Roll Band---The Pierces
Phoenix laid back in his chair in his office. He smiled softly as the looked out the window. Los Angeles was busy even in the middle of the day. He still needed to look over the case file on his desk. Books on California law spread all over his desk, ear marked at certain places.
Phoenix didn’t want to look at them now. He was thinking about Edgeworth. He hadn’t spoken to him for a while, and it was bothering him. All he wanted to do was go to his office, open the door, and kiss him. He didn’t care if people looked into Edgeworth’s office.
4. Never Ever---All Saints (LOL)
Phoenix walked out of his office building. The scarf around his neck was loose as he wore his favorite blue jacket. He looked at his bicycle tied to the rack with a shiny lock putting it in place. His breathing condensed in the air. The temperature was no more than 40 degrees Fahrenheit.
He thought about the case, the one about the murder at the parking garage nearby his office. Through all the investigations and interviews, he still hadn’t a clear indication as who was the real killer. He always trusted his clients and believed their innocence, but in this case, he wasn’t sure. It was all he thought about during his dinner with Edgeworth.
The case consumed him. Even with Miles in front of him sipping on some imported tea, Phoenix couldn't concentrate on him. He wanted to enjoy a nice dinner and not worry if the next case was going to destroy his career or not.
Phoenix unlocked the bicycle chain.
I like this one A LOT.
5. I Can’t Speak French---Girls Aloud
Miles blew a breath on his hot cup of tea. One finger tapped on the papers on his desk. He brought the tea cup to his lips as his sipped from it. The earl gray tea tasted wonderful. He closed his eyes and smiled at its taste.
For a moment, he forgot about the case at hand. He sat back on his comfy leather chair thinking about how great the tea tasted. Another sip, another taste of euphoria. He lolled his head, smelling the tea. A hand rested on his upper leg.
Scandalous, Miles. May use it for a story.
6. Lucky---Britney Spears (ugh, I hate this song sfm)
Phoenix was in his apartment watching television, the local news. The time was 11:03pm as a lamp light lit up the living room. He was clad in his dress shirt and slacks. A long day was over.
He lied on the couch as the volume was raised. A news report on a car crash on a major highway was on television. Footage of the accident was shown. He stared in amazement as the anchor mentioned that there were no casualties in the incident. Phoenix breathed a sigh of relief.
7. Bad Girl---Danity Kane
The lights were dimmed to its lowest levels. Miles sat on Phoenix’s worn out couch. He took off his coat and dropped it to the ground. Phoenix stared at him with a devious look on his face.
Phoenix wore only his trademark blue stripped boxers and a robe. He walked over to Edgeworth and kissed him. Miles responded back with force.
“Do you want to do it here or in my bedroom?” Phoenix asked.
“Hmm, here. We haven’t done it here on your couch.” Miles smirked.
Phoenix laid on top of Miles, kissing and sucking on his neck. Miles groaned at Phoenix’s movements.
8. Umbrella---Rihanna (I had a feeling this song was going to pop up)
The scene of the crime was in front of Miles. His eyes focused around him. Papers were all over the room, and furniture was destroyed. He was the only person in the room. Or so he thought.
“Phoenix?” Miles said as he saw a started Phoenix spraying Luminol on one of the chair legs.
“Miles? What are you doing here?”
“Why are you here?” Miles’ voice rose.
“Searching for clues, what else? You are here for the same thing, aren’t you?”
Miles blinked, “Well, yes. You aren’t allowed here.”
“How come?”
Edgeworth stuttered, “Well, because it’s my turn to look for clues.”
Phoenix laughed. “Dumb reason.”
9. She’s Not Me---Madonna
The phone rang. Phoenix stopped looking over documents to pick up the phone.
“Hello.” Phoenix said.
“Wright, its Miles. Are you busy right now?” Edgeworth answered on the other line.
“Actually, yes.” Phoenix looked at the mounds of paperwork on his desk. He frowned.
“Too bad. I’m inviting you for lunch.”
“Lunch? You never invite me for lunch. Remember when I asked you the same question and you denied me?”
“I don’t remember such an occasion, but if I rejected you, sorry.”
“Why lunch and not dinner.”
“I have other things to do tonight. I wanted to spend some time with you. I didn’t realize that you had more important matters…”
“No. I’m available for lunch.” Phoenix pushed aside the papers, “So, where is lunch?”
“At your office.”
“Excuse me? Here at the office?”
Edgeworth hung up. Phoenix eyes widen in shock.
My least favorite.
10. Overprotected---Britney Spears (yeah, I know…another one)
Phoenix looked out the window, dazed. He didn’t know where he was or how he got there. He sat on the chair naked. His wrists were bruised. He assumed someone tied him up in the chair. He couldn’t remember who it was.
A chuckle emanated from behind him.
“You’re awake, Wright.”
Phoenix opened his eyes. He recognized the voice.
“Edgeworth?”
Hands covered his mouth. Edgeworth’s lips touched Phoenix’s temple. A virtuous tongue licked his sweaty cheek.
OMG.