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katleeptTitle: "Cosmic Delight"
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: G
Summary:
Warnings: Drabble
Challenge: For a Gen-drabble LJ comm's weekly challenge
Date Written: 11 May, 2012
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Ganymede and Sparkle Stardust are © & TM Nina Bangs, not the author, and are used without permission. No one can own the Source of All Evil, but this particular representation of him is © & TM his respective owners, also not the author, and is used without permission. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Purring, Ganymede focuses his full attention on his target. He's had centuries of fun as a cosmic troublemaker. He's started wars, delighted in every new and fun invention that came down the turnpike, and whispered many of the ideas into their creators' ears. He's known what it's like to be loved and worshipped, but still, of all the things he's done, all the experiences he's had, and all the wonders he's tasted, one thing still remains greater than all the rest. His pink tongue curls around its divine texture, and his tail sashays happily as he enjoys his ice cream.
The End
Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: G
Summary:
Warnings: Drabble
Challenge: For a Gen-drabble LJ comm's weekly challenge
Date Written: 11 May, 2012
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Ganymede and Sparkle Stardust are © & TM Nina Bangs, not the author, and are used without permission. No one can own the Source of All Evil, but this particular representation of him is © & TM his respective owners, also not the author, and is used without permission. Everything else is © & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Purring, Ganymede focuses his full attention on his target. He's had centuries of fun as a cosmic troublemaker. He's started wars, delighted in every new and fun invention that came down the turnpike, and whispered many of the ideas into their creators' ears. He's known what it's like to be loved and worshipped, but still, of all the things he's done, all the experiences he's had, and all the wonders he's tasted, one thing still remains greater than all the rest. His pink tongue curls around its divine texture, and his tail sashays happily as he enjoys his ice cream.
The End
