WW Drabble: Creations in Crayon
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ww_renaissance, where we're watching Post Hoc, Ergo Propter Hoc.
“Donna? Sam wanted me to bring this over for -” Cathy dropped a blue file onto Donna’s desk and stopped dead in her tracks. “What are you doing?
Donna sighed. “I’m making an organisational chart.”
“An organisational chart.”
“Yes.”
Cathy frowned. “Like we don’t have enough of those already?”
“Apparently not.”
Cathy peered over Donna’s shoulder to get a closer look. “This looks like it could have been made by the kids in Mallory’s class.”
Donna rested her elbows on the desk and dropped her head into her hands. “Shut up.”
“I mean, those are pretty big letters.”
“Yes.”
“And you’ve drawn really big boxes.”
“Yes.”
“In red crayon.”
“Yes.” Donna straightened up and started to draw another thick, red arrow.
“Okay - why?”
“Because Josh wants to make it abundantly clear to Mandy when she gets here that she answers to him and she answers to Toby.”
“And he thinks a chart is going to help with that?” Cathy asked, dryly.
“I know - you really think he would have learned by now.”
“So where are you going to put it?”
“I know where I’d like to put it,” Donna mumbled under her breath.
Cathy leaned down and picked up a pencil. “You know,” she said, as she deftly began to make a pencil outline next to the almost blood-red capital letters of Mandy’s name, “I can’t believe Sam and Toby actually want her back. It’s not as though they were bosom buddies or anything. There.” She finished sketching and stood back to admire her work.
Donna widened her eyes. “That’s really good,” she said in astonishment as she looked at the simple but effective cartoon Cathy had just created. “I didn’t know you could draw.”
Cathy shrugged. “I used to date a guy …” she cocked her head to one side and wrinkled her nose. “It’s not that great.”
“But it’s her to a T,” Donna insisted. “A demented pixie!”
“Well then, maybe you should hang this up by Josh’s desk and when things get really bad, he can stick pins in it.”
Donna sniggered. “You know, my roommate’s good at knitting. Do you think a voodoo doll would work if it was made of wool?”
End.
ww_renaissance, where we're watching Post Hoc, Ergo Propter Hoc.“Donna? Sam wanted me to bring this over for -” Cathy dropped a blue file onto Donna’s desk and stopped dead in her tracks. “What are you doing?
Donna sighed. “I’m making an organisational chart.”
“An organisational chart.”
“Yes.”
Cathy frowned. “Like we don’t have enough of those already?”
“Apparently not.”
Cathy peered over Donna’s shoulder to get a closer look. “This looks like it could have been made by the kids in Mallory’s class.”
Donna rested her elbows on the desk and dropped her head into her hands. “Shut up.”
“I mean, those are pretty big letters.”
“Yes.”
“And you’ve drawn really big boxes.”
“Yes.”
“In red crayon.”
“Yes.” Donna straightened up and started to draw another thick, red arrow.
“Okay - why?”
“Because Josh wants to make it abundantly clear to Mandy when she gets here that she answers to him and she answers to Toby.”
“And he thinks a chart is going to help with that?” Cathy asked, dryly.
“I know - you really think he would have learned by now.”
“So where are you going to put it?”
“I know where I’d like to put it,” Donna mumbled under her breath.
Cathy leaned down and picked up a pencil. “You know,” she said, as she deftly began to make a pencil outline next to the almost blood-red capital letters of Mandy’s name, “I can’t believe Sam and Toby actually want her back. It’s not as though they were bosom buddies or anything. There.” She finished sketching and stood back to admire her work.
Donna widened her eyes. “That’s really good,” she said in astonishment as she looked at the simple but effective cartoon Cathy had just created. “I didn’t know you could draw.”
Cathy shrugged. “I used to date a guy …” she cocked her head to one side and wrinkled her nose. “It’s not that great.”
“But it’s her to a T,” Donna insisted. “A demented pixie!”
“Well then, maybe you should hang this up by Josh’s desk and when things get really bad, he can stick pins in it.”
Donna sniggered. “You know, my roommate’s good at knitting. Do you think a voodoo doll would work if it was made of wool?”
End.
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Date: 2007-10-03 07:36 pm (UTC)Do you think a voodoo doll would work if it was made of wool?”
I'd sure sick pins in it ;)
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Date: 2007-10-03 07:48 pm (UTC)This definitely brightened my afternoon. Thanks!!!
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Date: 2007-10-03 07:51 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-03 07:52 pm (UTC)And I think there are many who would be in the queue behind you! :)
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Date: 2007-10-03 09:40 pm (UTC)“I know where I’d like to put it,” Donna mumbled under her breath.
I can literally see Donna's face as she says this (and at the moment can totally empathize).
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Date: 2007-10-03 10:56 pm (UTC)And yes, I have a mental image in my mind there, too. It was too good a line to pass up!
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Date: 2007-10-04 12:27 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-04 03:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-10-04 02:23 am (UTC)More please?
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Date: 2007-10-04 03:53 pm (UTC)But I'm glad I made you smile.
Linz is nitpicking a fic for me (or will be when she's recovered from the lurgy as well!) so I hope to post something more substantial soon.
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Date: 2007-10-04 03:56 pm (UTC)On top of my job getting so political that I want to vomit, on top of my being sick as a dog, my kid got rushed to the hospital yesterday for an allergic reaction to something. Her tongue had swollen and here I was 1200 miles away and freaking out on the phone with the ER staff at the hospital. She's ok now but they still don't know what caused it. She's never had something like this happen before.
I really wish they'd get that transportation device working already!
PS
Date: 2007-10-04 03:57 pm (UTC)It's really strange to care about someone and their family who live so far away and we haven't even met yet but damn, I worry about you guys!
Re: PS
Date: 2007-10-04 04:06 pm (UTC)And we're okay, thanks - still not back to normal but getting there slowly. Sorry to hear about Ari (?) - that's weird, but I've heard of it happening, someone just suddely becoming allergic to something, or discovering they're allergic to something. That sort of reaction is scary though; and poor you, miles away - it must have been awful.
I'll try to email soon - I want to have the time to write properly and I don't have much of that now! But I'm still around on IM most nights - ping me anytime!
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Date: 2007-10-05 03:04 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-10-07 07:23 pm (UTC)Moreeeeeee =)
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Date: 2007-10-07 07:27 pm (UTC)And I hope to be posting a new fic sometime next week, if all goes according to plan, so watch this space!
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Date: 2007-10-19 08:57 pm (UTC)This was so Donna: “You know, my roommate’s good at knitting. Do you think a voodoo doll would work if it was made of wool?”
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Date: 2007-10-19 09:14 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-03 05:26 am (UTC)Thanks for writing.
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Date: 2007-12-03 04:55 pm (UTC)In fact, that fic may well have been where the knitting thing came from!
(And yes, it is Declaring Victory - "I don't think I should have any cocoa." - hee!)
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