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Title: Republic Day Jedi Annual Picnic And Open Temple Tour Author: pronker Era: 21 BBY Summary: Another Jedi tradition story. Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Padmé Amidala, Quinlan Vos, Shylar, Aayla Secura, Tru Veld, Ferus Olin, my OCs Dimmie and Beebar, who are young adults just starting their careers as waitperson and chauffeur respectively. A/N Written for a challenge on theforceDAHTNET; this is a 'reverse narrative' story. IOIOIOIOIO Fifth Hour Coruscant Standard Time Thank you all for coming, and have a Force-aware day. IOIOIOIOIO Fourth Hour Coruscant Standard Time Last stop is the souvenir shop. Choose a keepsake that fulfills your need to commemorate the final Jedi Annual Picnic and Open Temple Tour in these uncertain times. The Council voted to suspend the event because of the war's depredations on our numbers; to them, the frivolity appears unseemly. This hiatus continues to the foreseeable future. Yes, I'm disappointed, too. I myself expect to be

Title: Aries Parries Queries Author: pronker Setting: Sometime during the run of the show Summary: Incoming new orders blast the team from peace to --- not-peace. IOIOIOIOIO "Men, today we learn to cry." Private looked up from his fifty-three reps of curls to be followed by ninety-nine burpees per schedule. "Wot?" Rico dropped the frisbee he was about to pitch between Kowalski's legs, a surefire way to fine tune quick response time. "Ahnogrommtzkwy," he stated firmly before crossing his flippers. "Sir" --- Kowalski peered upside down between his legs in the approved bent position to fend off the attack and hopefully score a catch --- "one question: Why would we make ourselves miserable deliberately?" Questions? He could field questions. "At ease, team." Kowalski straightened, Rico's expression turned warier still and Private approached after settling the weights back onto their holders. He tapped his flipper tips together in that way he had. "Skippa, is this another of your

Title: Operation: Envy Author: pronker Era: Quite some time after the TV show ended. Set in my Skilene Continuity on this site and others, especially on theforceDAHTNET, from where came the prompt: Seven Deadly Sins. Summary: Labor Day picnics are the bomb. IOIOIOIOIO Criminiddly, this middle age Sandwich Generation game is for the birds, Middle-Aged Skipper thought as he drove to meet More-Than-Ancient Special Agent Buck Rockgut for an outing on Labor Day. Here I am, ankle deep in reports that I need to Skype to the Big Boss before oh-six-hundred tomorrow Eastern Daylight Time and it's a holiday weekend and I'm tootling down 57th Street to pick up a penguin who out-paranoids even me. Despite the team's offers to smuggle him into their care in Central Park Zoo, Rockgut toughed out life in Central Park, evading mounted rangers, groundskeepers and voracious peregrine falcons alike. At Columbus Circle, commando commander and retired commando completed Rendezvous Alpha successfully

Title: Ipso Psycho Author: pronker Timeframe: Middle of the run of Justice League Dark The New 52 in issues 14 through 21 where dimensions, space and time conflate into a delightful mélange of mystery. Summary: John and Zee sitting in a tree, Kay Eye Ess Ess Eye En Gee. Eventually. (This fic is loosely affiliated with "May You Have Gnocchi From Your Children" and "That We Be Made Worthy.") A/N: Rom Com In Space! includes other dimensions, right? Prompts #1 "exes" and #1 "dare" from the generator, which made me think I'd done it wrong but it doesn't seem like it. Whew. IOIOIOIOIO "I don't want us to be exes any more, Zee, and I dare you to - naff off, ugly! - tell me why not." "John, we're uncountable dimensions away from our Earth on a world called Epoch. We're fighting against demons forged by the Network to - ouch that stung - demoralize us before smashing us into paste. Why bring up the dysfunction that defines you and me? Watch out, it's got a shank!" Of course, he dove on

Title: May You Have Gnocchi From Your Children Author: pronker Setting: During some break from the Justice League Dark's interdimensional goings on, perhaps inside Zatanna's dreamscape sheltered by the World Tree when her fantasies about her love life became realized as much as fantasies can be. Summary: A disturbance in interdimensional dynamics skews Zee's spell and John isn't completely unhappy about it; he just doesn't know how to take it. A/N: Prompts from the ForceDAHTNET's Rom-Com OTP Challenge list: #8 Disturbance in the Force and #8 Co-Workers. This fic is unaffiliated with the list in every other way. Earth Day is also in here someplace, and this fic is very loosely affiliated with "That We Be Made Worthy" and "Ipso Psycho." IOIOIOIOIO "I've had enough gnocchi, ta --- mmmmph!" The silver Montagnani fork floating in front of John skewered another dumpling and forced it past his lips. He chewed, swallowed and gulped down more Chianti from the Murano stemware glass. In