Title: True Love in a Stranger's Arms

Drabble: As I walked down the street I stumbled on thin air. Just my luck I thought as I gasped falling towards the ground. Luckily a stranger was there to catch me. He was nice, sweet, big and strong. I blushed at my mistake and quickly tried to get up but the sidewalk was still slick from the recent rain. He smiled gently and carefully set me on my feet. I had no idea that day that he would be my true love. I’ve always heard things happen for a reason and now I know why I was born a clutz.

@Nanami - Thanks. It feels a little bit rambling and pointless compared to the little stories other people have up. I suppose it is just lyric instead of narrative.

I really like the idea of the drabble competitions. 100 words or less to describe a prompt. It's harder that it seems. It's odd, my entry seems so much longer than some of the others, yet it really is only 100 words. Maybe the words I used were just longer or something.

Wow, lots of entires since I last checked! Thanks for your entires everyone!

@Moxie:
I think it's because of the way you spaced it. At first I didn't think it was 100 words either, heh.
Also, great thinking, Moxie. When I put up the prompt I hadn't even consider 'stranger' as an adjective (adverb?) instead of a noun.
I'm also glad to hear you like the contest!

@Moxie/Nolori: I think it's the spacing too. I had considered using "stranger" as an adjective but I wrote what came into my mind first.

HEY! former first poster is back =P

I wonder if we're going to get more entries before tomorrow. I hope so, I like reading these little 100 word blurbs. I'm not certain which one is my favorite right now. I think I the "The Fee" so far. I dunno.

I'm also looking forward to the next drabble as well.

Hey Martyr! You should enter the next round. =D (Or this one if you happen to get in quick enough.) =D

@Moxie:
Usually by this point I've gotten as many as I'm going to get. But hopefully!
And I'm glad to hear you're looking forward to it.

I'm totally excited for a new round. n_n I love writing these things.

strangers. i am but a stranger to you as you are a stranger to me. but, what exactly is a stranger? is it someone who you do not know or is it something you do not understand or is it someone you once knew but you no longer know. we are no longer strangers because the ice has been broken. this game you are created, it turns strangers into acquaintances and then acquaintances into friends. in order to fully understand something you must experience it. "strangers” is a weird thing to experience, you can never really put it into words.

Round over! Thanks for entering everyone! New round will be up in a second!

@Nizhoni
I'll count you as an entrant Nizhoni since you posted before me, even though I didn't add you to the entrants list. Just wanted you to know that I didn't ignore you. =]

Title: What if...?

What would happen if stories got mixed up? What if Alice had the red shoes instead? What if Belle was the one forced into a deep sleep thinking she would never rise again? What if Jasmine didn’t meet Aladdin? Would the story end the same? I think not. Things would be different if Alice found the shoes instead. She would have escaped easier and probably never returned. Dorothy would have had a normal life. As for Belle…She would never have woken. The Beast wouldn’t know what to do. Jasmine would have been forced to marry Jafar. No happy endings here.

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Yay first entry.

I've got a good one brewing up for this one, but I think I want to think on it a little more before entering.

Oh and Congratulations Moxie. n_n

Thanks for your entry Pegasus!

And I hope to see it soon Nanami. =D

May I join?

Title: Little Red
Drabble:
Once upon a time there was a little girl named Little Red, she was the chief of an indian tribes only daughter. She was of great importance for the english gaurd as she held great knowledge in her brain-box!
One night the queen of England sent her most trusted gaurd into the jungle to get Little Red! They grabbed her, stuffed her in a bag and brought her back to Buckingham Palace!
Now, in order to access the girls secrets they had to teach her english!
The very first phrase that Little Red learnt to say was...
"Little Red: Shoes"

Well- this was inspired by the prompt and by Hans Christian Anderson. How could I not write about this with the prompt? Also- rhyming couplets- take that drabble.

Title: Vanity
Drabble:
The girl with the little red shoes-
was made to dance for her taboo.

To take communion in the color red,
"Vanity! Vanity!" they said.

Forced into the streets, no hope, no chance
No choice left to her but to dance.

An avenging Angel stood along her trail,
"Dance forever- 'til you're cold and pale."

So she cried out in her torment,
"Mercy! Please mercy! I will repent."

The executioner came with his mighty axe
and raised it high- Snicker Snack! Whack Whack!

The shoes were removed along with her feet
this was not a sin, she would ever repeat.

Thanks for both your entries!

@Moxie:
Any story in particular from Anderson? The Little Matchstick girl was always a favorite of mine. Really sad, though.
Also, do I detect some Carrol inspiration in there? Snicker Snack? Or maybe that's just my love of the Jaberwock talking.

I'm pretty sure the story is just called The Red Shoes. About a girl who loved red shoes and buys them for her communion. An angel comes down and punishes her, forcing her to dance in the shoes. She can't take them off and dances until she passes by the executioners house and begs him to cut off her feet.

Anyway- Linky Link to the story: http://www.online-literature.com/han..._andersen/984/

@Moxie: I read that story. I used to have a big book full of fairy tales. That's what I thought of whenever I saw the prompt, but now I'll have to think of something else. >.<

Nanami- I would love to see what you come up with along the same theme. We could compare. Unless you also planned on writing in couplets?

@Moxie: Nah, I'm not very good at poetry. >.< I'm a prose girl. If you're ever interested in reading any of my stuff let me know. I have a story on here in the writing forum. n_n

You know, I really like Anderson but he always depresses me. I'd never heard of this story, actually. But the place where I got the prompt probably got it from the story. Huh.

I think I've finally got my idea. As soon as I'm done with it I'll post it. I doubt I can beat Moxie's though. I loved that one!

Edit:

Title: The First Alice

Drabble:
A pair of pretty red Mary Janes shone bright and polished on her feet.

Alice smiled a wicked and cruel smile as she hefted her sharpened sword in one hand. She walked into the depths of the forest. Without hesitation she struck down all within her way. None were spared from her wrath; not man, woman, or child. She fought her way through the struggling people.

Madness took over her mind in those final days. Without a drop of sanity left, she fell.

The paths that she left behind became as red with blood as her pretty little red shoes.

(I took the idea from Vocaloid's "Alice Human Sacrifice")

@Nanami Ugachi:
Thanks for your entry! I've never heard of this either. Is Vocaloid a penname or a user online somewhere? Alice Human Sacrifice sounds real interesting.

LINK! It's actually the name of a singing group and "Alice Human Sacrifice" is a song. It's a very creepy song, but I love it.

Uhm, ok, this drabble is pretty vague and weird, but that's just how I am.

Title: Straighten up

Drabble:
You flinch at the first tap-tap of heel on hardwood floor.

Straighten up, stand tall!
Just the thought of the memory of the whisper of words and you react.

Tap-tap-tap and there’s the flinch again, half aborted as the little red shoes tap out a sharp reprimand.
Straighten up, stand tall!

The urge to bolt, to run, to do something to stop the incessant taptaptaptaptap is overpowering you, but just as you start to maybe think about turning you catch a glimpse of a sliver of a terrible pallid limb and you stop because really, what else can you do?