Drabble: Whale Meat Again
May. 30th, 2006 06:30 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
speaker_to_customersI slept without difficulty today, and my fingers are healing; the blisters are no longer painful and – I can type again! Let there be much rejoicing! Thanks to all the well-wishers.
I should be able to get on with the WIPs tomorrow. For now I’m celebrating with another in my series of AtS/Moby Dick crossover drabbles, following on from Call Me Ishmael, Thanks for all the Fish, and The Snarking of the Hunt . I still need an overall series title before I can start posting it at ‘Twisting the Hellmouth’. 100 words, rating PG for cruelty to animals.
“Impressive set-up,” Holland Manners commented. Two pentacles were laid out in the crypt; in one were five vampires, chained to a box, and the other held five Victorian whalebone corsets and a human leg. “What’s it all for?”
“We bring back our opponents’ nemeses,” Voca explained. “Darla to torment Angel, and Moby Dick to pursue Queequeg.”
“Good work, keep it up,” Manners praised, and left the crypt. At the top of the stairs he frowned. “Wait a minute. Isn’t a crypt a poor choice of location for…”
The crypt door bulged and muffled screams sounded from within.
“…a Sperm Whale?”
I should be able to get on with the WIPs tomorrow. For now I’m celebrating with another in my series of AtS/Moby Dick crossover drabbles, following on from Call Me Ishmael, Thanks for all the Fish, and The Snarking of the Hunt . I still need an overall series title before I can start posting it at ‘Twisting the Hellmouth’. 100 words, rating PG for cruelty to animals.
Whale Meat Again
“Impressive set-up,” Holland Manners commented. Two pentacles were laid out in the crypt; in one were five vampires, chained to a box, and the other held five Victorian whalebone corsets and a human leg. “What’s it all for?”
“We bring back our opponents’ nemeses,” Voca explained. “Darla to torment Angel, and Moby Dick to pursue Queequeg.”
“Good work, keep it up,” Manners praised, and left the crypt. At the top of the stairs he frowned. “Wait a minute. Isn’t a crypt a poor choice of location for…”
The crypt door bulged and muffled screams sounded from within.
“…a Sperm Whale?”
