Cross-posted from Big Pretzel

Title: Life’s Little Disappointments
Author: kira
Genre: slice of life
Characters: Dean, Sam, & Wakasa
Pairing: none
Rating: PG
Word count: 100
Warning/Spoilers: Cross-over with Orenchi no Furo Jijō
Summary: The boys while on a case in Japan hear about a mermaid in some guy’s bathtub…
Author’s Note: This is unbetaed so any mistakes therein are my own. Thanks also to my friend Kat, for the title. Orenchi no Furo Jijō is a cute anime about a guy who rescues a merman, who takes up residence in the guy’s bathroom. SamSam is a show shown around the world about the world’s smallest superhero.
Disclaimer: Don’t own Supernatural; wish I did!

For Kat…

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Sewing Lessons

By kira

For COM… Happy Holidays!


Soma looked out the palace window and sighed. It was monsoon season and he hated the rain as it kept him indoors with nothing to do. He looked over his shoulder and sighed again, this time more loudly.

Agni looked up from where he was sitting. He was busy repairing the torn lining in his beloved prince’s sherwani and he wanted to finish it, before he got up to chase Soma’s boredom away. “What is it, my Prince?”

“I’m bored.” Soma pouted. He knew his beloved khansam was busy, but he was desperate for something to do.

“Would you like me to teach you how to sew?” Agni said in quiet desperation. He had a workbasket full of the prince’s clothes that needed mending and Meena, who used to do it for him, no longer wanted to do it now that Soma had Agni to look after him. It irked him as he knew she had an army of fellow servants to assist her and no amount of pleading on his part for help swayed her.

“Sew?” Soma turned around in the window seat to face him. “Isn’t that something only women do?”

“Yes, but last time I looked I wasn’t a woman,” Agni said wryly.

Soma laughed. “You most certainly are not!” He got up and came over to sit on the floor next to his beloved khansama. “So is it hard to do?”

“Not really once you get the hang of it.” Agni smiled, and grabbing a pair of Soma’s churidars, he handed them to Soma. “See the ripped seam?”

Soma nodded.

“That’s what you’re going to repair. Now…” Agni picked up a spare needle and thread. He showed Soma how to thread the needle and knot it, before teaching him how to sew. The prince proved to be a quick learner and it was not long before Soma’s boredom was gone and the pile of mending was somewhat reduced.

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The Perfect Gift

By kira

For aragarna… Happy Holidays!


Sherlock lay on the sofa as Watson decorated the place for Christmas. He was not a fan of the holiday, or holidays in general, so his friend had to go it alone. Remembrances of Christmases past danced in his head, none in particular standing out. He found them rather dull affairs, and yet, he dutifully went to Harrods and bought presents. John, however, was proving to be hard to buy for. Sherlock even braved the crowds on several occasions to no avail.

“Be back in a bit!” he cried as he jumped up from the sofa. Grabbing his coat, he was out the door in a flash. He dashed through the streets, running as if his life depended on it, until he reached the secondhand bookshop. The owner was locking up when Sherlock arrived and luckily for him, he kept the shop open long enough for Sherlock to get the perfect gift. Book in hand, he hurried home.

“Merry Christmas, John,” Sherlock said, handing him the book.

“How did you know? Never mind,” John said when he saw the twinkle in his friend’s eye. Of course Sherlock would know how much he loved reading Winnie the Pooh as a child.

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Love and Kisses

By kira

For paynesgrey… Happy Holidays!


“Hello, Sweetie,” River Song said, her lips curving upwards in a cheeky smile.

“Hello, River,” the Doctor replied. He gave her a brief bittersweet smile.

“It’s good to see you again.” She reached up and fussed with his bowtie, before smoothing the lines of his tweed jacket. River glanced up, taking note of the mistletoe that hung above him. Her smile morphed into a smirk and she chuckled at the look of surprise on his face.

“You too… And what are you so happy about?” The Doctor frowned. She was up to something, he could feel it, but he had no idea what and that bothered him.

“Nothing…” River slid her hands up his jacket and around his neck, pulling him close. Her eyes twinkling with mischief as she gazed up into his eyes, she murmured, “Merry Christmas…”

“Merry Christmas… Oh, River!” was all he managed to say not that he minded when his lips met hers.

They stood under the mistletoe, kissing like there was no tomorrow, because for them, there really could be no tomorrow, or a thousand of them. It was hard to tell, but they would take each one as it came and treasure it always.

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This is the Life

By kira

For sinfulslasher… Happy Holidays!


Crowley sat on his throne, a glass of eighteen year old Glenlivet whisky in his hand. He watched his minions scurry about as he raised the glass and sipped. The whisky was smooth on his tongue and he loved the taste, with its sweet and spicy oak and long lasting malty backbone. He swallowed and let out a soft “ahhh…” This is the life… he thought as took another sip. A fine scotch whisky, Mother behaving, those damned Winchesters leaving me be…

He raised an eyebrow, a look of displeasure on his face when one of his minions held out a contract for him to sign. Crowley was glad when the idiot hurried off. He swirled the contents of his glass, watching the way the light caught the amber liquid and the soft clink of the ice in the cut-crystal glass.

Another minion approached, but a quick wave of the hand sent him on his way. A brief smile tugged Crowley’s lips upwards. He raised his glass again and finished drinking the scotch. Bringing it away from his mouth, Crowley noted with satisfaction the quick way it was refilled and the ice refreshed. Yes… he thought. This is the life…

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His Little Princess

By kira

For kristensk… Happy Holidays!


“Where are we going, Sesshomaru-sama?” Rin looked up at her guardian youkai and smiled. She really did not care where they went, but she still like asking since it always made Jaken-sama angry. Besides, she knew the little toad youkai did not mean it. It was just that he was such a devoted vassal, that it irritated him to no end whenever she failed to show their master the proper respect Jaken-sama felt he was due.

Sesshomaru looked over his shoulder at Jaken and gave him a look that quelled his outburst, before gazing down at his human charge. “There,” he said, returning his attention to the direction they were traveling in.

“Oh… Rin-chan was wondering because Rin-chan is cold and tired.” She gave his back the most pitiful expression she could muster. Rin really was cold and tired, not to mention hungry, but she figured a short rest was better than nothing. “Is it okay if Sesshomaru-sama stops for a while so Rin-chan can rest? Please?”

Sesshomaru stopped and turned to face Rin. His expression briefly softening, he said, “Will that tree do?”

Rin’s face lit up. “Yes! Thank you, Sesshomaru-sama! Rin-chan is hungry too…” Minutes later, she was curled up in Mokomoko-sama, sleeping soundly, while Sesshomaru pondered on how she wormed her way into his heart.

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Pretty Things

By kira

For luxken27… Happy Holidays!


Inuyasha looked around in wonder as Kagome babbled on, not that he could really hear her with the bandana on his head. Various houses in her neighborhood were decorated with fairy lights; something Kagome said was an American influence whatever the hell that was. All the hanyou knew was this was beautiful in the way cherry and plum trees were beautiful when they blossomed. If he had to describe it, he would have to say the stars fell down from the night sky and landed just about everywhere.

“Inuyasha?” Kagome said. “Are you okay?”

Inuyasha nodded.

“It’s pretty, isn’t it?” She smiled.

“Yeah.” But not as pretty as you… he thought.

“I thought you’d like it!”

Inuyasha felt his cheeks heating up and he growled, which made her laugh and his blush deepen. Shoving his hands into the arms of his fire rat robe, Inuyasha looked away and pouted. The pretty lights, however, caught his eyes and the beauty of them made it hard for him to remain angry.

“It’s okay to like pretty things, Inuyasha,” Kagome said softly as she tugged on his arm to get his attention.

“Yeah?” He reluctantly looked at her.

Kagome nodded. “Let’s go home.”

“Okay.”