The Dogs of War
Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2011 4:16 pm
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Children By Any Other Name: (perhaps a bit unnecessary, considering it's almost entirely on one page...)
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The Dogs Of War
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Alright! My (forum) name is Coatl Ruu, and I have written fanfiction. I'm relatively new here, but seeing as being able to post things like this was a fairly large part of my motivation to make an account, I figured there was really no point in waiting.
Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
Like a number of others, this story began with a question: Why is it that the Sandwiches have Grape and Peanut, but no human children?
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(Part 1 (Part two will be posted here when it's finished, which will probably be later tonight or tomorrow afternoon (I promise.)))
“Well, Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich, your test results are back.” The doctor sat down in a chair across from the young couple and placed his clipboard down on the old table between them. He laced his fingers together and rested them on the faux wood.
Earl Sandwich felt his heart slowly sink down into the pit of his stomach when he saw the doctor's ashen face. The day before, he'd greeted them with a warm smile and an obligatory joke about the couple's last name. But now...
It was Lucy who spoke first. “It's not good, is it?” She was barely able to keep the quaver out of her voice. Earl reached over and squeezed her hand.
The doctor sighed. “Well, there's really no point in beating around the bush.” He picked up the clipboard and examined the sheet again. “Simply put... you aren't going to be able to have children. I'm sorry.”
A sob escaped from Lucy's tightly clenched mouth. Earl put his arm around her and pulled her closer, whispering that everything was going to be fine. But tears began to gather in his eyes as well. That was it. What he had feared had finally been confirmed.
The doctor still hadn't looked up from his clipboard, but he was obviously uncomfortable with the situation as well. Well, I suppose one never wants to be the bearer of bad news, Earl thought. He fought to regain his composure, drawing in a ragged gasp of air. He was only partially successful.
Finally, the doctor looked up from his papers and faced the couple. “I... I understand that this must be difficult for you to process. But there are one or two options available to you.”
Earl slapped a hand to his forehead and dragged it down his face in an attempt to discreetly wipe away the tears. “Such as?”
The doctor leaned forward, pulling a couple of fliers out of a briefcase at his side. “Well, Earl, Lucy,” he said, handing them the small stack of paper. “How do you two feel about pets?”
Children By Any Other Name: (perhaps a bit unnecessary, considering it's almost entirely on one page...)
Part 1: Scroll down a bit
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4
Part 5
Channel Surfing
The Dogs Of War
Part 1
Part 2
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Alright! My (forum) name is Coatl Ruu, and I have written fanfiction. I'm relatively new here, but seeing as being able to post things like this was a fairly large part of my motivation to make an account, I figured there was really no point in waiting.
Constructive criticism is always welcomed.
Like a number of others, this story began with a question: Why is it that the Sandwiches have Grape and Peanut, but no human children?
----------
(Part 1 (Part two will be posted here when it's finished, which will probably be later tonight or tomorrow afternoon (I promise.)))
“Well, Mr. and Mrs. Sandwich, your test results are back.” The doctor sat down in a chair across from the young couple and placed his clipboard down on the old table between them. He laced his fingers together and rested them on the faux wood.
Earl Sandwich felt his heart slowly sink down into the pit of his stomach when he saw the doctor's ashen face. The day before, he'd greeted them with a warm smile and an obligatory joke about the couple's last name. But now...
It was Lucy who spoke first. “It's not good, is it?” She was barely able to keep the quaver out of her voice. Earl reached over and squeezed her hand.
The doctor sighed. “Well, there's really no point in beating around the bush.” He picked up the clipboard and examined the sheet again. “Simply put... you aren't going to be able to have children. I'm sorry.”
A sob escaped from Lucy's tightly clenched mouth. Earl put his arm around her and pulled her closer, whispering that everything was going to be fine. But tears began to gather in his eyes as well. That was it. What he had feared had finally been confirmed.
The doctor still hadn't looked up from his clipboard, but he was obviously uncomfortable with the situation as well. Well, I suppose one never wants to be the bearer of bad news, Earl thought. He fought to regain his composure, drawing in a ragged gasp of air. He was only partially successful.
Finally, the doctor looked up from his papers and faced the couple. “I... I understand that this must be difficult for you to process. But there are one or two options available to you.”
Earl slapped a hand to his forehead and dragged it down his face in an attempt to discreetly wipe away the tears. “Such as?”
The doctor leaned forward, pulling a couple of fliers out of a briefcase at his side. “Well, Earl, Lucy,” he said, handing them the small stack of paper. “How do you two feel about pets?”