Drabble #64: New

[jalenstrix]

...we had a livelier response to the drabble prompt of Drabble 63, with entries by the wondrous wordrevolt, me (your intrepid drabble proposer jalenstrix), the fabulous ghislaine, and the terrific 3iggy. We were also more lively on the commenting love, with encouraging words by the terrific 3iggy, me, and the fabulous ghislaine.

Huzzah to my dear labyfic collective! I love you all!!



For this prompt, we continue with our one-word drabble roots, taking inspiration from the turning of the year:

New

What’s new? Or who? Why? Tell us all about it. You know you want to.




I continue to enjoy the 300 word limit, so let's continue with it for this month. Though remember that shorter pieces are most definitely welcome!

Your entry should take the following format, posted as a comment on this entry:

Word count: # of words
Drabble: $your_beautiful_drabble



I'll aim to get the next drabble challenge out on the first Friday of next month (Feb 2).

I'm also very happy to take suggestions if something in particular strikes your fancy -- comment on this post or PM me with your suggestions. You can see our current collected suggestions here.


Remember: Feedback is LOVE. So do reply to your fellow labyficcers' drabbles if so inclined. (Though be careful of concrit unless specifically okayed by the author beforehand.)

Comments

[jalenstrix]

Word count: 293
Drabble:

I stormed into the throne room, my magic preceding me in waves of slithering, frosty darkness.

The goblins froze.

I kept my voice calm to maximize the chance of discovering what the bloody hell they’d been thinking. “Explain yourselves.”

At last, one of my braver subjects ventured a reply. “What would you like us to explain, your Majesty?”

I nodded slowly, the very picture of benign sovereignty, before flinging two words back at them. “The earwax.”

Several worried glances were exchanged. “Aaaah...this would be about Miss Sarah’s present?”

“It would indeed.” If I was very careful, the words wouldn’t form ice as soon as they left my lips.

The answer came spilling out from a dozen stammering mouths. “It was N-N-New Year’s Above—“

“—which sounds like ‘new ears’ if you say it f-fast—“

“—and what’s n-new from ears all the time b-b-but wax—“

“—and you’ve been worrying w-w-why the lady never invites you over w-w-with us—“

“—and we was thinking it’s because you need to l-l-lighten up a little, begging your pardon, of course...”

In a horrific moment of clarity, I suddenly understood precisely why Sarah had woken up to a ball of approximately crystal-sized goblin earwax lying blithely on her nightstand, with a note wishing her “Hapy New ‘Earz — thingking uv yu. Luv, Jareth.”

I closed my eyes and counted very slowly to ten. Of course they meant well. When I opened my eyes again, my magic had receded into the shadows behind me, roiling like a very small, pissed off ocean. “In the future, please do not assist my relations with Sarah.”

Silence for a heartbeat. Then: “B-b-but she did call you right after, your Maj—“

I held up a hand. “No. No helping.”

“But—“

“None!”

“Yes, your Majesty.”

[ghislaine]

Hilarious! Jareth's restrained wrath is so spot-on. Those goblins really should have more faith in Jareth's own romantic prowess.

[jalenstrix]

;) Right? Certainly Jareth wishes fervently that they did.

[3iggy]

I quite literally laughed out loud! Oh geeze, that’s wonderfully clever and funny.

[redwolf]

Oh dear. They meant well, but I think I could do without that sort of assistance 🦊🧡

[jalenstrix]

Right? But they meant well…