Jeremiah (TV) - Written for Monthly Supergo

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Title: Bloody Autumn
Characters: Mr. Smith, Kurdy Malloy
Prompt: autumn
Words: 227
Finished: 22.02.2020

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„We haven't seen the skinheads for a while,“ Kurdy said. „I wonder if they finally have given up and just moved on.“

Smith looked up from the campfire. „It's only the quiet before the storm. God says, the summer will end, and the autumn will get bloody.“

The big guy put his mug with coffee back onto the trunk beside him, inwardly cringing. So far, it had been a nice, relaxing day, but Smith's words ruined everything. Even if he didn't want to admit it, Kurdy knew well enough, that these mysterious prophecies often enough turned out to be right.

Hopefully, not this time. He thought about all the women and children who had found refuge at the Mountain. And the often much too young guys he tried to train in shooting and fighting. They did their best but were still much too inexperienced for a severe conflict.

Feeling low, Kurdy got up. „Then it might be a good idea to go back to the Mountain,“ he said. „I will ask Markus to arrange some more training hours.“ He glared at Smith with narrowed eyes. „And this time you should better join us. Everyone needs to learn to defend himself when it is necessary.“

It was disturbing that Smith, the most pacific guy Kurdy had met for ages, nodded slowly. „Yeah, I guess you might be right.“

The Faculty - Written for FFFC

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Title: Horror Movies
Characters: Casey Connor, Zeke Tyler
Prompt: macabre
Word Count: 147
Finished: 23.02.2020

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„Did you watch the latest movie by Paul Lynch already,“ Casey asked. „It is so funny, especially when this guy is going to kill the girl in the storeroom of the school.“

Zeke turned to him, smirking wide. „I didn't know that your sense of humor is so macabre.“

Casey grinned. „But all horror movies are just ridiculous. They made me laugh my ass off; so much better than most so-called comedies.“

„You better don't call Romero ridiculous. He's a genius.“

„Never watched a movie of his,“ Casey admitted.

„No shit!“ Zeke rolled with his eyes. „Then you don't know what you are talking about. Fine, Friday evening, in my garage. You'll pay for the pizza.“

„Now I don't know what you are talking about.“

„Movie evening. It's about time that you learn about the difference between mainstream horror stuff and classics.“

Miss Marple - Written for 100 Fandoms

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Title: Suspicions
Characters: Miss Marple, Inspector Craddock
Prompt: old
Word Count: 301
Finished: 22.02.2020

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„Miss Marple.“ Inspector Craddock looked up from the folder in front of him, when the elderly lady entered his office, an umbrella in one hand, her big purse in the other. „That's a pleasant surprise. How about a cup of tea; the weather is very chilly today.“

„A tea would be great, but I don't have the time for a nice conservation. I need to report a crime.“

„Oh.“ The inspector put on a smile. „What is it this time?“

„There is this young woman, very nice, a bit shy; she moved in into the house at the end of Browning Street only some weeks ago. Yesterday I saw this man observing the house, and when she finally noticed him, she was visibly terrified. He followed her into the backyard, and I could hear a loud fight. Since then, I haven't seen her again.“

„And now you think she might be in danger?“

„I don't think so, I know. It's obvious. You need to do something.“

The inspector still smiled. „Maybe it was only a little fight between a couple?“

„Inspector!“ Miss Marple looked offended. „Do you think I'm too old to identify a fight between a couple?“

„Oh, no, no. I would never call you old.“ Though not very concerned, the inspector grabbed for his phone. Well knowing that Miss Marple would not let it rest before he finally gave in. „I will send a patrol to the house to talk with the woman. To make sure that everything is all right.“

„You should better do this.“ Satisfied, Miss Marple nodded while she already turned to the door. „I need to go now; it's Wednesday, my book club, you understand? We will read a new detective story by Dorothy L. Sayers.“