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Challenge #00077: Just a Chocolate Bunny

You seem to be runing low on musefood, so may we hear the tale of The Battle of the Lindt Gold Bunny

There were six golden bunnies. One for each resident of the house they shared. Including Breanna, who paid for them out of their scant communal funds.

There was one left on Easter Sunday.

“Who had one?” Breanna demanded. “I told everyone they were for Easter. We knew. Didn’t we?”

“I knew,” said Cari, then Crystal, then May, then Jenny and finally Ann.

“So who had one? Who had any of them?”

And then Cari’s looser boyfriend emerged from the room he shared with Cari and said, “Aw, cool. You found one,” and snatched it out of Breanna’s hands.

Cold, angry death filled the room as Gav unwrapped the foil.

“What?” said Gav. “It’s just a chocolate bunny.”

And then he put it in his mouth.

Six angry, pre-menstrual women launched themselves towards Gav with whatever weapons they could lay their hands on and murder in their minds. Gav had the presence of mind to run for the nearest exit.

No jury in the world would have convicted them.

As it was, the resulting footage wound up on Australia’s Funniest Videos, World’s Funniest News, and topped out Youtube for seven weeks.

Gav had an awful lot of bad luck with the ladies for years.

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Challenge #00076: One Fine Day in Xavier's Institute for Gifted Youngsters

Scott catches one of the students testing his new policy regarding pranks and bad grades.

The first strategy, the best strategy, was not having a routine. He was such an easy target because there were places and times he liked to be and things he always did once he was there.

Which was why he found someone in his ensuite with a roll of suran wrap.

“Bobby. Can’t resist the classics, I see.”

“Um.” Bobby looked

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Challenge #00075: Lactose tolerance

Olive branch diplomacy between Scott and Todd while snacking on ice cream. Jamie makes an appearance.

Todd froze as he turned away from the ice cream van. Mister military was also there. Also getting a flake cone.

“Summers,” he managed warily.

“I… uh… heard you were -um- in a bad place.”

“So?”

“I had a real bad foster parent right before I manifested. Damn rat bastard named Winters.”

“Mine was an

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Whoa! Sorry, it usually doesn't do that...

Amusing/embarassing “misfires” of mutant powers in casual (or perhaps intimate?) moments.  Choices (pick any 3): Kurt, Kitty, Jean, Spike, Bobby.

(#00074)

Spyke.

“WAAAAAH-CHOOOOOO!”

{thunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunkthunk…}

“Porcupine…”

Evan turned to look. “Oh. Whoops. Um. Sorry?”

Logan sighed, covered from the waist up in sharp protrusions of bone. “Keep outta public zones in future. Not everyone can survive this.”

Nightcrawler.

“So… you have an internal compass.”

“Ja.”

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Challenge #00073: Ch-ch-ch-changes...

End with: “The effort to change was, she found, equal or greater than the amount needed to suffer.”

“Will you waaaaaaalk… The lonesome vaaaaa-lleeeeeyy…” The protesters sang.

Val shouted, “Mu-tants OUT!” over and over while she waved her sign that read, “EVIL-UTION IS THE DEVIL!”

She, along with her fellow members of the church, were protesting a mutant treatment center. It didn’t matter to Val that they were helping kids

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Challenge #00072: Dingy, Dire, Depressing

Describe the first AA meeting Sara’s mother goes to.

[my wrists hate me :P]

It was in a basement that smelled heavily of dust. And mildew. Like all truly public spaces, it was painted in a shade of easily-cleanable cream that gained a patina in seconds, and quickly smelled of cabbage. Seating was by means of folding chairs in Bargain Blue that had no basis in comfort.

Older hats, Jacqui noted, bought their own pillows.

She sat on her chosen

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Challenge #00071: Eldritch

Use the sentence; ‘The darkness around her felt invaded, but that wasn’t new.’

Shayde slowed, listening to the pricking of her thumbs. The darkness around her felt invaded, but that was nothing new. It was a feeling usually reserved for shadow-jumping or travel Between.

But in the non-shadow world… it was something else.

Something wicked…

“I ken yer there. Out with it. What’re ye after?”

We seek… they whispered. Life.

“

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Challenge #00070: Strengths

Scott beats Sara to the intellectual punch and DOESN’T crow about it.

[AN: my wrist is paining me, today, so therefore I drabble]

Scott came upon Sara in the garage, once again repairing her quirk-ridden scooter, Eileen. And, he had to note, cussing politely.

“Gluteus maximus!”

“Problems?”

“Recalcitrant gearbox, alas.”

Scott looked and briefly wondered how she couldn’t see her mistake. “You put that in backwards and upside-down,” he said,

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Challenge #00069: Power Struggle

Privilege, the halls of power and what drives those who wield it to deign it that way.

“Right,” said Bu'zaw, Earth’s new administrative assistant. “I’m trying to understand this. I am. Let me see if I have this straight.”

“Go on,” prompted Britanian Ambassador Winthrop.

“A relatively small percentage of the overall population have power over the larger percentage by means of building upon centuries of conquering and exploitation.”

“

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Challenge #00068: Looking Back, Looking forward

A reunion of the tall woman and the future good guy at day 74 of the training course he pursued. Another nice guy makes an appearance.

Common belief tells us that it takes three months to make a good habit. And one to form a bad one. So far, he was on day 74. His third day back into the real world, with his new perspective on many of the problems that the ladies of the world encountered.

Most of them were

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Challenge #00067: Exploitation

In the middle of a celebration,

With a new species,

While history repeats itself.

It had taken far too much work to get this far. Not the least of which was buying the right politicians so that the Storyland project could go ahead.

Genetic engineering had that kind of effect on people. Old stories like Frankenstein never truly go away. They just mutate in the subconscious and return in a new guise.

The Elves had been a hit. But then, they were

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Challenge #00066: Post meltdown

The conversation between Kelly and Duncan post meltdown due to Scott’s revenge.

“…fucking bitches…”

Kelly did some paperwork while he waited. This particular disturbance needed some analysis beyond, “This looks like Essel’s work.” No. Not Essel. Adrien, Sara Louise. She had things in her permanent record that escalated in complexity. This was the first time her MO had included co-conspiritors.

Co-conspirators Kelly noted, who had complained about Mr Matthews and had not

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Ooh, ooh, another one!

Show humanity’s reaction when they find out, after however long of xenopsychology study and then however long the knowledge takes to dissemminate to humans, that they are regarded as a species, insane. Both the “official” reaction, from the leaders of the species, and the unofficial reaction when the person on the street finds out.

(00065)

Earth’s reaction to the approaching fleet was predictable. The first parody images with popular, fictional, media space vessels were online within

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Got three for you today.

Two of them are fanfiction, though not for one of your usual fandoms, but something that …actually, you introduced me to back on the Nutboard.

First off, the non-fanfiction:

In-a: Space Station
With-a: First Contact delegation
While-a: Member of the alien delegation begins to get an inkling of how utterly insane Humans are, compared to the rest of the Galaxy

And the others:

How did Lady Ekaterin Vorkosigan react to hearing some of the details of her new husband’s

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Challenge #00061: One Fine Day During the Festival of Live Performances

Include anywhere: cashews, a drill press, silly men and a whistle.

There were times, she swore, when the station was overrun with humans. Like this one. The Festival of Live Performances bought them out of the woodwork.

She’d already passed four living statues and an eight-foot bride on the way to work, and got a cashew bar off the bride for the Minutes she put into the hat. Ant'il would have to donate it to the food bank, later. She

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