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06 June 2010 @ 04:43 am
Round Five - Fic  
Hey, everyone! Time has come for the prompt post to be closed and the writing of fic to begin.

Some Rules/Guidelines for Submission and Feedback:

1. Drabbles should be submitted by commenting on this post. There is no word minimum or maximum. If your fic doesn't fit in one comment (about 4300 characters), that's perfectly fine. Just post an excerpt of your fic and a link to the rest of the story elsewhere.

2. You need to use a subject line for your submissions.

The format you should use is: Title, Prompt, Rating. Example: That's How I Was Raised And I Turned Out TV, The Simpsons reruns, PG

3. Each drabble should be submitted as a new comment to this post.

4. Anyone can submit as many drabbles as they'd like, using any prompts, even your own. More than one person can submit for the same prompt.

5. Feel free to cross-post submissions elsewhere. Just make sure you let others know you wrote if for this drabble-a-thon.

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7. Absolutely no flames of any kind will be tolerated in this community. This is supposed to be fun. Read the subject line before reading, and simply skip over something that appears not to be to your liking or rating preference.

The deadline for Round Five Submissions will be on September 23rd. Go on and write, everyone.

Prompt List

the absence of your company
accidental meeting
advice from Mom
after-hours drinking
aging un-gracefully
apples and oranges
around you
artificial insemination

baby names
baby shower
the ball's in your court
beach house
bee sting
better fit
bitch slap
brutal honesty
business juice
"business" trip

Can I play with your wii?
car ride
car service
catching the bouquet
Cheese Scarf
Chinese food
chocolate cake
cold feet
complete 180
Coney Island
cooking class
corporate bonding

do it again
Dream about you
drunk dialing
drunk on fish

easy bake oven

fake husband
Fate or Coincidence
four years and counting...

getting older
Ghost of You
girls night out
the glass is half empty
the glass is half full
good surprise?
green card

hair dye
Hard Equations And Rational Thinking
Heavy Heart
hot child in the city
how did you sleep?

I miss you
it's too big

Jack’s baby?
Jack gets punched
jeans in the oven
job interview
just like that

killing time

laser tag
Last Confession
lost pants
Love Lockdown
lovers (not in between meat and pizza)

make it without you
making amends
margarita Thursday
maybe not
movie premiere

never in a million years, Jack Donaghy
new glasses
not me

pizza party
Poison Ivy

quiet time

real estate
real love

sandwich rules
Saturday morning
Sean Hannity
Second City
second divorce
second marriage
sex therapist
she's fantastic
Shooting Stars
shut your face
silver lining
Snapple cap
sock it to me
sour lemon
Star Trek
stop doing that
streets ahead
surprising development

There’s only One Liz Lemon in the world!
thumbs up
time and time again
tissue paper
top chef
the trouble with dreams

underneath it all
unusual middle names

very, very wrong

wedding gift
who is it?
Wii Fit
worth it

you can do better
you don't say?
YouFace profile
you're cold

Current Mood: tiredtired
Current Music: Andrew Belle - Replace Me
writer_emwriter_em on August 16th, 2010 08:46 pm (UTC)
To Stars And Suns We Carry, baby names, PG
When Jack found out that Liz was pregnant, he was surprised. They’d only been trying for a few months and the Doctor had said that they should expect it to be harder for them to conceive seeing as they were older. That wasn’t to say that Jack wasn’t pleased because he was, however the 9 months deadline made things a little more real. And a little more scary.

When they found out that they were expecting twins, he fainted. Once he’d been revived, the Doctor assuring him that the reaction was quite a common one, they had both gone back to work. The journey there was made in silence, Jack stared out the window whilst she kept shooting him what she thought were covert looks every few minutes. Upon reaching 30 Rock they split up and he had searched out Tracy. The pair of them went AWOL for 24 hours.

He turned up the next afternoon. She walked into her office and he had been sat on the sofa. He hadn’t said hello, and neither had she. She simply walked round and sat behind her desk to face him. Save for the tattoo of a Lemon on his chest (which he had no memory of getting) he was relatively unscathed. He explained that he had been scared that he would be the same as his father and run off, but apparently Tracy Jordan had imparted some sort of secret men without fathers’ wisdom on the subject of impending fatherhood. He explained that he was sorry, and that he was excited, and that he was more in love with her than ever.

She had rolled her eyes before replying, “I know you won’t become him. And I won’t be my mother. Or your mother. Because they are both bat-shit crazy.”

He nodded gratefully and asked whether she’d like to go to dinner with him. Somehow he’d managed to acquire a loyalty for Donny’s Taco’s. He wasn’t actually sure where Donny’s Taco’s was situated, nor who Donny was or whether the Taco’s were actually any good. If they went there four times they’d get a free taco, so she agreed it was worth a visit.

From there on in Jack had become the supportive expectant father. He refused to let Liz carry anything. He forbade her from wearing high heels, which admittedly wasn’t actually an upsetting thing for her. He tried to help her eat more healthily. He didn’t really succeed.

His only real concern by this point was what names Liz would want for the babies.

It was nearing the 6 month mark when she finally turned to him and said “We have to start thinking about names."
He had nodded in agreement.

It was another month before she had turned to him and said “We have to start talking about names.”

“Nothing weird.” He’d said. “Or tacky.”

“So 30 Rock Office Desk Donaghy is out then?” she asked, chuckling.

The rest is here http://writer-em.livejournal.com/1749.html