One time for my peace of mind.

[hackthis_archive]

Today is not a good day. I must make it so.

First, by taking glee in this Grey's Anatomy casting spoiler.

And second, as created by devkel, the first 20 (sorry that was supposed to be 20, not 2) people to comment with a pairing or character and a prompt will get a one line story*. Since we all know of my inability to write anything less than ten words, it should at least be good for crack value.

The following fandoms are available: the 4400, Smallville, Harry Potter, Entourage, President Clooney-verse, SGA, Grey's Anatomy, Kitchen Confidential, BSG, Spider-Man 2, Ocean's 11, and whatever else you've seen me write before.

*One line, two lines, two paragraphs. You know it's all relative.

ETA: Okay, offer expired.

Comments

[knowledgequeen.livejournal.com]

Entourage. Lloyd. Involving a favoured or special pen.

[vic-ramsey.livejournal.com]

President Clooney-verse, Pres./First Man - the inaugurational ball.

[fivil.livejournal.com]

Kitchen Confidential. Anything not Jack/Steven (I love them but I also love variety).

[musesfool.livejournal.com]

I'm tempted to ask for Remus/Sirius, but I will say Danny/Rusty, instead. Diamonds are a girl's best friend.

Choices

[ladydey.livejournal.com]

President Clooney-verse, no pairing - Pardoning the Thanksgiving Turkey

and/or

Kitchen Confidential, writer's choice pairing - slumming at a theme restaurant (the kookier the theme the better and more humiliating)

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

BSG: Helo/Lee. Vixen

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

I just wrote you 150 words! I knew you were going to get in here and make me think I should've cut-n-pasted! Okay, I will prompt from that last snippet.

[melodylemming.livejournal.com]

President Clooney-verse. The late days of the presidential campaign.

[aphelant.livejournal.com]

Chuck the gate tech, SGA (because there isn't enough Chuck in our fandom). ;)

[cosmic.livejournal.com]

woo! President Clooney/Jake Gyllenhaal.

[romanticalgirl.livejournal.com]

Hee! I got that email/comment notification after I posted here! I was just coming over here to tell you that you should ignore my prompt. Hee.

[thepouncer.livejournal.com]

4400. Shawn. Drifting petals.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

On the day that he graduated from Stanford with his MBA, Lloyd's father gave him a Mont Blanc (http://www.montblanc.com/products/black_resin_platinum_resin.08482.php?productDetail=true&tab1) Starwalker pen. It was a thing of beauty, made of platinum and black resin. His father said it was to sign on the dotted line for the first million dollars Lloyd would make in Hollywood.

The first day Lloyd went to work for Ari, Ari had a nervous breakdown over one of his clients and jumped up and down on Lloyd's desk. He broke Lloyd's pen.

That was the first time Lloyd thought that he should've just done something easier and gone to medical school like his brother.

[oxoniensis.livejournal.com]

GA, Bailey, pee.

Sorry - it was the first prompt word that came into my head - it's been one of *those* days at work! *g*

Is there anything I can do to make it a better day for you?

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

The concept of a first dance is so cliche that at their wedding Anderson refused to do give George said dance, so George danced with Anderson's mother instead until all the smirking forced Anderson to break in and steal his husband back.

On the evening of the inaugural ball, Anderson is tying his black tie in the Lincoln Bedroom with Ella Fitzgerald crooning softly and Larry King muted on CNN. When George appears behind him in the mirror, Anderson's surprised he didn't hear the Secret Service banging around outside the door first.

"Dance with me?" George says without a hint of amusement in his voice.

Anderson just raises an eyebrow. George has been rushing around all day getting ready for tonight. Anderson hasn't seen him since breakfast. He figured George was probably getting ready in the Bat Cave somewhere.

"There'll be plenty of time for dancing at the ball," Anderson says, his finger getting stuck in the bow.

"No, there'll be plenty of time for my entire party to kiss your ass, not so much time for dancing with the First Man."

George is right behind him, Anderson can smell the soap, but he can't stop looking at George's reflection in the mirror. This is his husband, and his husband is now the President of the United States. His life is totally surreal. Six years ago he was in Darfur, now he's in Washington D.C.

He sighs and finishes his tie. "One dance, Mr. President."

George's grin makes Anderson's chest hurt. "Okay, but turn off the TV first. I feel weird with Larry watching."

[amberlynne.livejournal.com]

I don't see Supernatural on that list. *gasp* How can that be?

Oh whatever. Let me have my fantasies. ;P

Um, how about Blaise/Draco and Halloween?

[jeannie81.livejournal.com]

Bill/Draco, both are meeting president Clooney to talk about the (wizarding) war. They're put together in a hotel room.

I can't think under pressure, this is what I come up with *sighs*.

[storydivagirl.livejournal.com]

Entourage - Eric/Vince

[mellafe.livejournal.com]

BSG: Lee/Kara, rain

or

HP: Harry/Draco, "I can only give you all I've got"

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

The thing about desserts that other people don't understand is how intensive they are. There is a real gift to the pefect creme brulee or the perfect fruit tart. Custard does not do that on its own, and meringue. Oh, the perfect meringue can bring Seth to his knees, but the rest of the kitchen don't understand that. They're all Philistines who wouldn't know chocolate Jell-o from chocolate mousse, and that's why Seth has been forced to graffiti the entire kitchen in whipped cream, because he needs respect. When Jack comes in in the morning and finds whipped cream everywhere, even in his mise-en-place, he just whistles.

"How long did this take you?" he asks Seth admiringly.

Seth just crosses his arms, he lost feeling in his fingers around the 25th container of whipped cream. "A chef never shares his secrets," he says solemnly, right before pasting Jack in the face with a banana cream pie.

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Rusty rubs the fogged up bathroom mirror and cocks his head to the side, considering his reflection for long seconds.

White towel, check.

Wet hair, check.

Diamond tiara stolen from a Turkish bath house, check.

The tiara is a little ostentatious for him, but hey, for $20 million ostentatious is okay.

"Aw, princess, you finally found yourself a crown," Danny says shoving Rusty's clothes into his arms. Basher's waiting in the alley in towel delivery van.

"I always knew my prince would come." Rusty bats his eyelashes rapidly before dropping his towel. "It just took you a little while."

[aurora]

SGA, Rodney's deepest secret. :D

Re: Choices

[hackthis.livejournal.com]

Ari hates his job sometimes. Not when he's scaring the piss out of the rest of the staff, or when he's fighting with Oprah at cabinet meetings, or when he and Lewis get to spar with the press, but other days like when he has to deal with shit like the pardoning of the Thanksgiving Turkey.

"I'm not having George pardoning shit," he snaps at the White House head cook. "That's a damn good turkey and I want your ass to pluck it, behead it, and have it on the dining room table for the President at 3 fucking pm on Thursday just like the good little ass monkey you are."

Jack doesn't even pretend not to roll his eyes. "Don't you think I should behead it before I pluck it?"

"I knew this geezer once --" Steven begins.

"I don't give a shit if you knew a geezer who fucked turkeys, just do this without a lot of grief, Bourdain!" Ari spits.

Jack just shrugs. "Okay, you can tell the First Man you told me to axe Harold, but I don't think he'll be real happy about it."

"Anderson named it Harold?" Ari whines. "I hate this job sometimes."

[violentviolethp.livejournal.com]

Oooh, Grey's Anatomy. Something good happening to George for once. (If you are so inclined, a Harry Potter cross-over *RON* wouldn't go amiss.)

Re: Choices

[ladydey.livejournal.com]

I didn't think that I would get both smushed together - but really, INSPIRED!!

The level of trouble that Jack and Steven could get into in Pres. Clooney's White House is worth the price of admission - I bet they get their own news section - something along the lines of "What international incident did Jack and Steven get into today by flinging a plate of food at X head of state? Tune in to the News at 11" HAHA!

Thanks