*fidgets* Hey guys, resident lurker here! So after about 30hrs without sleep, an 'Imagine your OTP' prompt came up on my Tumblr wall, and my sleep deprived mind decided to torture me for keeping it awake so long. Was told I should toss it up here so... *tosses and runs*.
The prompt was: Imagine person A dying suddenly and Person B continuing to make them a cup of coffee every morning, even though they know it will go cold.
Title: Lessons of Life
Author:
silvergodfangrl
Rating: G? (hell even Disney pulls off character death with a 'G')
Word Count: 247 (just a teenie drabble)
Summary: *points to prompt*
It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
No matter how many times the lonely fish says it to himself, it never makes it true… never stops the pain of reality. He goes along with his daily routine, the monotony the only thing saving him from his own mind. If he does everything just so, then maybe he can see what went wrong that day. What made that day so different from the rest.
As he follows the well-worn path in the cement floor, he goes over it in his poor, rattled head: the alarm goes off, the hero rushes to save the day, and he makes it back in time for his morning cup of coffee. Only this time, the coffee grows cold and is soon forgotten in lieu of more pressing matters. Yet after nearly a year, nothing. No hints at what was to come, no clues that could have tipped them off so that things may have ended differently.
Did it really matter? At the end of the day, he is still a Minion without his Sir, and his boss’s favorite mug sits where its placed every morning in front of the leather chair, its warmth as much a memory as it’s master.
And when the day draws to a close, and the cup is washed clean, he thinks to himself, How ironic, the one lesson he never learned as a villain would be his downfall as a hero.
That sometimes, the bad guy wins.
The prompt was: Imagine person A dying suddenly and Person B continuing to make them a cup of coffee every morning, even though they know it will go cold.
Title: Lessons of Life
Author:
silvergodfangrlRating: G? (hell even Disney pulls off character death with a 'G')
Word Count: 247 (just a teenie drabble)
Summary: *points to prompt*
It wasn’t supposed to be this way.
No matter how many times the lonely fish says it to himself, it never makes it true… never stops the pain of reality. He goes along with his daily routine, the monotony the only thing saving him from his own mind. If he does everything just so, then maybe he can see what went wrong that day. What made that day so different from the rest.
As he follows the well-worn path in the cement floor, he goes over it in his poor, rattled head: the alarm goes off, the hero rushes to save the day, and he makes it back in time for his morning cup of coffee. Only this time, the coffee grows cold and is soon forgotten in lieu of more pressing matters. Yet after nearly a year, nothing. No hints at what was to come, no clues that could have tipped them off so that things may have ended differently.
Did it really matter? At the end of the day, he is still a Minion without his Sir, and his boss’s favorite mug sits where its placed every morning in front of the leather chair, its warmth as much a memory as it’s master.
And when the day draws to a close, and the cup is washed clean, he thinks to himself, How ironic, the one lesson he never learned as a villain would be his downfall as a hero.
That sometimes, the bad guy wins.
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I'm going to go giggle in a corner out of sheer happiness, really glad you liked it!
Very happy I've pleased:3
He deserves his moments of badassery, I try to give them to him whenever I can. B]
I just saw this prompt and the idea just plopped into my head and I didn't question it. I'm assuming you liked it, so thank you <3
I really enjoyed this. Wonderful job!
I just thought to myself "This is Megs, he's played this game all his life, but that's just the problem; its not a game anymore." And its when heroes, whether they be human or not, start to think of themselves as invincible, usually find out their not. But I'm glad you liked it, thank you so much for the pretty words, lol <3
Seriously, though, this was beautiful. But oh the feels! ;_;
But thank you so much, I'm really happy I was able to invoke any feels... just sorry it had to be these sort of feels lol.
Can't tell you how much I appreciate the compliments, they really mean a lot. <3