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Fic Battle Entry - FIRE AWAY



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apartment303, ayadec, bottecellie, brittaforthewin, butterbadger, _carly_, colonialburn, crittab, curlydots, firthgal, fluffyfrolicker, hematitebadger, htbthomas, krilymcc, lextersdab, malo_malo, ogwriter, palgrave_golden, piesek, rosepetal9, rowboatcop, supercapo, telm_393, virtual_toast


The first shot has been fired - the Fic Battle will now begin! Full rules and guidelines here (please note the sign-up addition and the last prompt deadline edit), but the quick version is here:

1) Author A replies to this entry with their writing preferences (from here) to start their thread. Minor changes are allowed to preferences, if needed.
2) Prompter 1 replies to Author A's thread with a prompt
3) Author A fills said prompt with at least 300 words of fic and posts it in a reply to Prompter 1's comment.
4) Author A moves on to Prompter 2.
5) Prompter 1 may now give Author A another prompt if they so choose, continuing on until prompts close on Thursday, June 21st at 10am EST (7am PST).
6) Authors have until Thursday, June 21st at 12pm EST (9am PST) to post their fills.

The author with the MOST fills will be the Winner! Any author who fills EVERY prompt they receive will be a Survivor!

A few additional notes:
** The length of the battle is for two reasons: A) varying free time for writing (a work-a-day writer or a weekender), and B) varying writing speeds (a tortoise or a hare).
** As the battle goes on, try to spread your prompts among the authors. If you see an author who has completed all their prompts and there's plenty of time to the end of the battle, help them out!
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Questions? See the first comment thread below.

GOOD LUCK, ALL!

CEASE FIRE! The battle is now over! No fills posted past 12:00pm EST will count toward the final totals. Masterpost with winners, survivors and breakdown will go up by tomorrow at noon.



Authors may continue to fill their prompts, just for fun, if they wish! And prompters, please continue to feedback. :)

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teruel_a_witch
Jun. 20th, 2012 02:57 pm (UTC)
J/A. (pre-relationship) Jeff comes a la Casa de Trobed. Annie opens the door...wearing Abed's t-shirt.(some silly reason) Jealousy and misunderstanding ensues.

Edited at 2012-06-20 02:59 pm (UTC)
crittab
Jun. 20th, 2012 06:46 pm (UTC)
Fashion Faux Pas
Rated PG

Jeff knocked on Annie’s door, then stepped back, took a breath and closed his eyes, trying to cool off after a particularly horrible day at his new law firm.

After the whole Alan incident, he’d gone out looking for another group to do contract work with. Fortunately, his reputation (the one for being a good defender) proceeded him and he was able to find a position with relative ease. Unfortunately, this also meant he was now working with some of the more morally stunted lawyers in the greater Riverside area.
He rocked back and forth on his feet. All day he’d been looking forward to this: sitting down with his good friends, having a beer, and forgetting about all of the crappy things he’d dealt with from 9-5.

And then Annie opened the door, and his eyes were immediately drawn downward. No, not because she was wearing one of her wonderful cleavage enhancing shirts, but because she was wearing a shirt he recognized… as being one of Abed’s.

His mind went a mile a minute trying to make sense of Annie’s current fashion choice. For some reason the only thing that kept coming up in the loop was “Annie, Abed, Abed’s clothes, Annie’s clothes, floor, sex, Annie, Abed.”

He must have looked stunned, because Annie had to physically take him by the hand and lead him into the apartment.

“Are you alright?” she asked, with her typical sweet concern. Jeff’s brain just continued the tirade, “Annie, Abed, Abed’s clothes, Annie’s clothes, floor, sex, Annie, Abed.”

“You’re wearing Abed’s shirt,” he blurted out. Annie looked down at herself, as if newly aware of this fact.

“Oh, yeah,” she said. “How was work?”

“Why are you wearing Abed’s shirt?” he pressed. Her brow furrowed.

“Why does it matter?”

“Are you guys… you know…?” he halfway blurted his primary question. Annie’s eyes narrowed as she tried to think through that non-question.

“No, I don’t know…” she eventually said. Jeff huffed, irritated.

“Are you wearing his shirt because you two are… you know?” he made some sort of criss-cross motion with his hands and Annie finally caught on.

“What?” she shrieked. “No! Of course not! My clothes are in the laundry.” She swatted him on the chest for good measure. “God, don’t you think we would have told you if we were…” she mimicked his motion. Jeff felt his face and neck go red, but also felt an overwhelming sense of relief.

“Oh, yeah, I guess,” he stumbled. She eyed him critically for a moment before a small grin found her lips.

“You were jealous,” she teased, poking him on the chest. Jeff scoffed.

“I was not,” he attempted. She just giggled.

“You were jealous,” she said in a sing song voice. Jeff rolled his eyes.

“Do you have any scotch in this place?”

End
teruel_a_witch
Jun. 20th, 2012 06:58 pm (UTC)
Hee, I love that Jeff's brain went on a panicked loop and that afterwards he certainly needed something stronger than beer *gg*

“God, don’t you think we would have told you if we were…” she mimicked his motion.
Mwahaha, such a funny scene to imagine.

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