I got another word from @theresthesnitch and I must admit she was right about this micro fic thing being a good way to just write.
I apologise for the silliness of this story, but apart from feminine hygiene stuff and medical pads, this was what my brain decided to come up with ;-).
Word: Absorb
Breakfast that day was a quiet affair. The four long tables were filled with anxious students, scattered notes and books spread out between half-empty plates.
Mary, Marlene and Lily were seated in the middle of the Gryffindor table. Close to them, the Marauders sat, two of which were digging into their plates without any hint of nerves or urge to do last-minute revisions.
Mary MacDonald closed her book with a decided gesture and turned to the girl with long red locks, sitting across from her “Lily, why was Scamander in your bed all night?
A loud coughing noise erupted next to the girls as James Potter sprayed Peter and Remus with his tea. For one moment people looked up but then the great Hall resumed its silent study buzz. The coughing and choking noises continued and Sirius started patting James’ back, still looking decidedly bored.
“Mary!” The redhead hissed at her friend, not bothering to take her eyes from the book she was frantically reading.
Next to them, James's face was getting redder and redder. He looked as if he was about to choke. Sirius looked at him with a bit more interest.
“You’re no fun, It’s just a question.”
“Can’t you see I am trying to study?”
“If you just tell me already, I could stop pestering you and you would get so much more done in the next - fifteen minutes, before -“
“Fifteen minutes? Shit.” Lily looked frazzled. “I screwed up last night, okay Mary, I don’t know why I did it. It’s a bad habit. And it kept me up all night because the hairs drove me crazy.” The coughing became louder. Both girls looked at James a bit confused but continued their conversation.
“You had Lima in your bed as well? Lily, you are certifiable insane. I mean, you have an exam in” Mary checked her watch “12 minutes.”
“Oy, Prongs, you need to drink something. I am starting to think you might really be choking. I can’t have mum think I let you suffocate at breakfast. But I don’t know what that Heimlich fellow was up to. So please fix this yourself.” Sirius threw Remus a look, indicating he might need some help soon.
The boy with the messy hair and glasses that were about to fall from his nose was wheezing. Tears were streaming from his eyes and he started to hit himself on his chest.
Remus and Peter just stared at the spectacle.
“Lils, I really don’t understand why you keep doing this, the night before your exams. It’s not healthy”
“Listen, Mary, I told you to drop it. I don’t understand why it bothers you so much, it wasn’t keeping you from your sleep!” She whispered angrily as she stood up, shoving both her books on Care of Magical Creatures in her bag. With a frown and a pitying look at the choking crying boy still hitting his chest, she walked out of the hall.
“Alright there, Potter?” Marlene’s voice did not hide her amusement at her cousin's predicament. James gulped some juice down and made another effort at clearing his throat and wiping his face.
“Don’t tell me you are nervous all of a sudden?” Marlene is still smiling at him.
“Ha, not for exams he isn’t. He reserves those feelings for special occasions- learning about a certain sixth year and her nighttime visitors for example.” Sirius’ voice was also filled with humour as he started to smack James on his back.
“I still don’t get it though.” Mary had not given James’s near dying at breakfast a lot of attention.
“Ah Mar, she has been doing it since first year. It’s just a silly superstition.”
At this James looked Marlene straight in the face. “What in the hell are you talking about? She has,” at this he lowered his voice to a whisper, “boys in her bed before exams since first year?”
“Not boys, more like men and women if you want to be exact.”
James was about to have another fit and Mary just looked at Marlene more confused.
“You see, Lily’s mum told her a tale about the tsar of Russia when she was a little girl. Ever since, she has this superstition that if you sleep with a book underneath your pillow you magically absorb the knowledge it contains. So whenever she feels she has not done enough studying she does this the night before the exam, unfortunately it turns out that Lima’s book of Monsters, makes for a very rough bed partner.”
The barking laugh that escaped from Sirius startled both the occupants of the Hufflepuff table and Ravenclaw.
“Wait, Lima the author, so not Lima the fourth year Ravenclaw chaser? And not Henry Scamander, but -? You’re telling me she sleeps with books under her pillow?” James’ voice was still scratchy from all his coughing.
Marlene stood up and gave him an incredulous look “Really Potter, I thought you had it bad, but this is another level.” Shaking their heads at him, the girls walked out of the Great Hall.
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I had another 11pm brain worm.
Enjoy
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Daniel Wayne, the younger toddler brother of Bruce Wayne and the son of Martha and Thomas Wayne had been kidnapped the night their parents were murdered.
Daniel had been snagged the moment their killer heard people headed to the alley and Bruce in his state of shock didn't realize it until it was far to late and could only scream in horror (from everything) as his baby brother is crying his name. (If you wanna make it even more heart wrenching, make it Danny's first time being able to say Bruce's name right and/or Bruce had said some mean things to Danny earlier after he accidentally broke something of Bruce's, something like 'I wish youd go away' or 'I never wanted a brother, you're such a bother!')
Bruce is being held by Alfred as some police officers are chasing down the Wayne's parents killer while some stay behind to see if they could do something.
Minutes turn to hours and as they wait, praying the police at least found Danny, Bruce is ridden with guilt. From his parents death to allowing his brother to be kidnapped.
Eventually the police return to give Alfred and Bruce the news. And it's not good.
The killer escaped and Danny was nowhere to be found.
And it would take many years before he would be found.
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Bruce gets a call from Damian during school hours one day. When he answers he is greeted with Damian demanding him to get to the school and explain himself.
Confused Bruce asks what does he mean and Damian responds with
"The two new students in class today are the spitting images of you and I father! Either they are poorly created clones or you have more hidden blood children!"
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Meanwhile the very students being discussed are calling up someone too
"Ellie? Dan? What's wrong? You better not have made too much chaos already, I just paid for the uniforms for that place."
"DAD! I THINK ANOTHER ONE OF THE FRUITLOOPS FAILED CLONES SOMEHOW SURVIVED!"
"What?"
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Danny was livid.
The Guys In White had been following Phantom around constantly and while they weren't much of a threat, they were a massive nuisance. They had shot him down on Thursday and caused him to crash into some poor kids birthday cake in the park.
On Friday they had accidentally released ghost rats into the school.
On Saturday they had somehow managed to turn Paulinas hair ectoplasm green. She refused to leave her bedroom until it was reversed
On Sunday they tried to commandeer his parents GAV and earned the ire of his mom. They found out exactly why that was a bad idea.
On Monday they bardged into Danny's classroom, interrupting his math test because they were looking for a ghost parrot. It was mostly harmless but kept insulting them in a cheery tone. Danny decided he liked that bird.
We won't speak about what happened on Tuesday.
On Wednesday, he scowled at an agent that had accidentally blasted him and his friends with liquid ectoplasm while they were sitting and eating lunch. It was then that Danny began plotting his revenge.
That night he when ghost and lead the GIW on a while goose chase. Did danny take them across state lines? Yes. Did he manage to pull a massive following of these creeps? Also yes.
Did he plan for his target-the guy he had been leading them to- to already be in cuffs when he arrived in Gotham? No. Not at all.
"Hey, uh..." the words died on his tongue as Batman- The Batman- turned to him with narrowed eyes. Mustering his will, he started again, "Could you let him out? Just for a little bit?"
"No."
"Aw, Cmon!"
Condiment King began raving about something, but Danny didn't particularly care to pay attention. "If you're not going to let him out, then can you at least call the rest of the paw patrol? I wanna ask if they wanna throw mud at evil secret organization people. For enrichment." Danny gave his best, most cheeky smile for extra measure.
"Hn."
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