Re: Drabble Stories
A Trophy In Time
On a triumphant and defeated morning, Andy sat on an alp. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His hair ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Roger to love someone with a desperate butt?
Lowly, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like an insane defeated racquet, all on a summer's day. I wish my Roger would snarl me, in his own confidant way..."
"Do you?" Roger sat down beside Andy and put his hand on Andy's chest. "I think that could be arranged."
Andy gasped laughingly. "But what about my desperate butt?"
"I like it," Roger said mockingly. "I think it's annoying."
They came together and their kiss was like the last two rabbits in the world.
"I love you," Andy said deeply.
"I love you too," Roger replied and snarled him.
They bought a cow, moved in together, and lived loudly ever after.