Drabble Post - Excuses (SK)
Sep. 9th, 2014 09:25 pmSo,
mintysage and I were reading examples of the I Need To Go Iron My Dog trope wherein characters make absurd excuses, often to cover their superhero-ing. Somewhere in there,
mintysage double-dog dared me, and that is why this drabble exists.
Excuses
Burke and Murray had chronically bad timing. So bad Jake had stopped counting the times the twosome had been present when the alarm sounded.
He had also stopped counting his excuses, having long ago run out of “things to take care of” and phones that somehow required both him and Chance to answer.
(He was sure he’d even once told them he and Chance had to iron a car.)
Whatever excuse he gave, the pattern never changed. Murray laughed. Burke laughed. A few more insults were thrown. And, the pair finally left.
Jake eventually came to the conclusion that it didn’t matter what he said.
So, he gave up trying.
“Look, guys,” he said one day, “we’re the SWAT Kats, and we gotta go save the city from the latest maniac trying to destroy it.”
Burke and Murray stared.
Then, Murray let out a hoot of laughter. “Th’ SWAT Kats! That’s rich!” He cackled loudly as Burke followed suit. “Keep that up, Clawson, and they’ll let you on the Litterbin Show!”
Laughter. Insults. And, the twosome piled into their dump truck and peeled away.
Chance was left staring at Jake. “I can’t believe you said that.”
“It worked, didn’t it?”
Excuses
Burke and Murray had chronically bad timing. So bad Jake had stopped counting the times the twosome had been present when the alarm sounded.
He had also stopped counting his excuses, having long ago run out of “things to take care of” and phones that somehow required both him and Chance to answer.
(He was sure he’d even once told them he and Chance had to iron a car.)
Whatever excuse he gave, the pattern never changed. Murray laughed. Burke laughed. A few more insults were thrown. And, the pair finally left.
Jake eventually came to the conclusion that it didn’t matter what he said.
So, he gave up trying.
“Look, guys,” he said one day, “we’re the SWAT Kats, and we gotta go save the city from the latest maniac trying to destroy it.”
Burke and Murray stared.
Then, Murray let out a hoot of laughter. “Th’ SWAT Kats! That’s rich!” He cackled loudly as Burke followed suit. “Keep that up, Clawson, and they’ll let you on the Litterbin Show!”
Laughter. Insults. And, the twosome piled into their dump truck and peeled away.
Chance was left staring at Jake. “I can’t believe you said that.”
“It worked, didn’t it?”
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Date: 2014-09-10 02:53 am (UTC)(And the trope reminds me, of course, of all the colorful excuses Ed and Al are always making to explain Al's perpetual armor. *g*)
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Date: 2014-09-10 03:17 am (UTC)And, you're right! Ed and Al are pretty chronic dog-ironers too. Unless their responses are more Wild Card Excuses.
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