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"Sharing Victory"- drabble 8Drabble for Forever-Art-FanMore Like This
Characters: Lightning, Strip, Lynda
Words: grassy, indebted, evening
"Sharing Victory"
Lightning turned left into the long, dusty driveway leading up to the Weathers estate. The house was smaller than he had expected for a celebrity of The King's stature, but somehow that seemed to suit the older gentleman. Little more than a bungalow, the façade of the house was white with slightly-darker-than-Dinoco-blue trim. Quaint and welcoming, the house seemed almost to smile at the young racecar approaching it. Lightning smiled back, his admiration for The King deepening.
The rays of the late afternoon sun were
Dark and ScarletDark and ScarletMore Like This
Chapter 1
"It's so good to be well again!" Rapunzel exclaimed, snapping a sheet in the window before folding it. The early summer breeze blew in through the window, tossing her bangs back into the rest of her hair. Her mother behind her laughed softly.
"Dear, you and the children were sick for less then a week. Normally scarlet fever takes far longer to get over then that!" Rapunzel half turned, letting her eyebrows arch in slight surprise as her mother went on. "I had it when I was a child, and my brother - your Uncle Tyrone - nearly died of it."
"Oh." Rapunzel replied, not really sure how to reply to that
Lion King/LoK: 'He Lives in You' 6Disclaimer: I do not own Legend of Korra, nor do I own The Lion King.More Like This
"What is it?"
"She's not an it, Bo. She's a girl."
"A girl?! Mom told us to stay away from those! They're trouble!"
"Shut up, Bo. She's waking up."
Distant voices made Korra stir, temples throbbing as she forced herself to sit up. She yelped as her head collided with a hard surface.
"That's what you get, Bo." a young boy said with a shake of his head.
The other boy - Bo, Korra assumed - pouted as he was chided. "It's not my fault." he insisted in a whimper.
The young Avatar's curious gaze flit between the pair of strangers, scrutinizing their tattered clothes and awry hair.
"Who are you?" she asked, getting to her feet.
The younger boy recovered quickly, presenting the young Avatar with a broad grin. "I'm Bolin." he said, jutting his thumb into his chest. "This is my brother, Mako."
Mako smirked, inclining his head.
Something in Bolin's flippant demeanor made Korra relax, smiling despite h
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