[Fic Frenzy] Word Count
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kittydesadeDAY 2
Word Count: 2,309
Dedication: Good
Quantity: Poor
Quality: Pretty good.
Written:
Part ofUntitled Barton Hall Story Sucker Love
Part of Incubus (Barton Hall)
Ficlet for Star
Notes: Not too bad. I didn't get as much done as I expected, but I also got dragged out for a Zim and taco marathon. Zim, taco, and cupcakes. "I miss my cupcake."
I did get a little further in Sucker Love, which needs a title change but that'll do for now, and figured out one of the characters. Which is good. I got a non-prompt for Star done. Mostly, though, Barton Hall. So, have a cookie!
"Rough night?"
Will was grinning when he ran across Paige, her hair in her cereal and her head in her hands. It was a perfectly normal posture for breakfast, and this happened to be lunch they were eating. Or staring at, in her case.
"Shut up," she mumbled, making her hand move and pick up the spoon, dip it into the cereal. There it stayed, and her hair stayed floating between a few cornflake islands.
Will grinned, taking a huge bite of his sandwich and chewing it with enthusiasm just to show he was more awake than she was. She didn't react, although from the look on her face she would have liked to have had the energy to. He wolfed through about half of his sandwich before starting to wonder if maybe something really was wrong.
Word Count: 2,309
Dedication: Good
Quantity: Poor
Quality: Pretty good.
Written:
Part of
Part of Incubus (Barton Hall)
Ficlet for Star
Notes: Not too bad. I didn't get as much done as I expected, but I also got dragged out for a Zim and taco marathon. Zim, taco, and cupcakes. "I miss my cupcake."
I did get a little further in Sucker Love, which needs a title change but that'll do for now, and figured out one of the characters. Which is good. I got a non-prompt for Star done. Mostly, though, Barton Hall. So, have a cookie!
"Rough night?"
Will was grinning when he ran across Paige, her hair in her cereal and her head in her hands. It was a perfectly normal posture for breakfast, and this happened to be lunch they were eating. Or staring at, in her case.
"Shut up," she mumbled, making her hand move and pick up the spoon, dip it into the cereal. There it stayed, and her hair stayed floating between a few cornflake islands.
Will grinned, taking a huge bite of his sandwich and chewing it with enthusiasm just to show he was more awake than she was. She didn't react, although from the look on her face she would have liked to have had the energy to. He wolfed through about half of his sandwich before starting to wonder if maybe something really was wrong.