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ds_flashfictionTitle: Hammer to Fall
Pairing: gen
Rating: G
Length: 100 words
Notes: I’ve taken a minor liberty with the challenge, and the bibliographical information is entirely invented.
“Nobody moves, and the Mountie gets it!” hissed Dewey.
Frannie shut her mouth when she caught Welsh’s quelling glare. Turnbull bit his lip and literally sat on his hands. Kowalski was so tightly wound that he’d broken the Twitch Barrier; only his eyes moved, tracking the hammer as it rose, trembled at the top of its arc...
BANG!
“Sold! To the constable, one near-fine copy of the 1874 Manual of the North-West Mounted Police.”
Francesca squealed and Turnbull cried out “Oh, well done, sir!” as Fraser, beaming, made his way forward to ask the cashier if Canadian currency was acceptable.
Pairing: gen
Rating: G
Length: 100 words
Notes: I’ve taken a minor liberty with the challenge, and the bibliographical information is entirely invented.
“Nobody moves, and the Mountie gets it!” hissed Dewey.
Frannie shut her mouth when she caught Welsh’s quelling glare. Turnbull bit his lip and literally sat on his hands. Kowalski was so tightly wound that he’d broken the Twitch Barrier; only his eyes moved, tracking the hammer as it rose, trembled at the top of its arc...
BANG!
“Sold! To the constable, one near-fine copy of the 1874 Manual of the North-West Mounted Police.”
Francesca squealed and Turnbull cried out “Oh, well done, sir!” as Fraser, beaming, made his way forward to ask the cashier if Canadian currency was acceptable.
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Date: 2005-10-19 10:49 am (UTC)