SK Icons and Fic Responses

[kristensk]

Project Updates: Well, I sat down this morning with darth_snuggles's icon tutorial and made SWAT Kat icons!

And, I managed to knock out two of the requested short fics. Wouldn't you know neither is "a line or two". Actually, both are even longer than a drabble. Nyar. I just can't be brief.

Anyway, first up is ash_the_woof's request for something with Chance and Jake and maybe a Halloween theme:

Disguised

Masks toyed with the mind.

Chance Furlong and Jake Clawson had discovered that much the first time they donned their disguises and set out as their SWAT Kat alter egos. They had had the bad luck to encounter no less than three fellow Enforcers they had known while still on the force.

Not one of the three had recognized them.

It was baffling. Their red and blue flight suits were a bit flashier than the Enforcer gray, but they weren’t terribly much of a disguise.

Was it the masks then? Something to do with obscuring the eyes, the so-called windows to the soul?

Neither had ever found an answer for the question, though Jake had tried. Chance told him to let it go, insisting, “We wanted it to work, right?”

Ultimately, Jake had to agree with him. It made no sense, but it did work.

But, who would have imagined that the mask’s usually impenetrable disguise failed on Halloween?

It was a lesson the two would learn late one Halloween night. In the aftermath of a Halloween party gone terribly wrong - with a little help from Dr. Viper - they found themselves confronting Commander Feral. They expected the usual routine. But, the first words out of his mouth shocked them.

“Furlong, Clawson!” Commander Feral stormed up to the two horrified SWAT Kats, brandishing his baton like a sword. “What kind of stunt are you trying to pull?”

The two tomkats exchanged a look before Chance “T-Bone” Furlong squared his shoulders and looked up to face the music. “Look, Feral, we….”

“I don’t want to hear it!” Feral barked. “You’ll be lucky if this doesn’t get you in even more trouble than you already are.” He jabbed his baton at the two to accent his words. “Playing hero! And, while wearing those ridiculous Halloween costumes! Dressing up like those masked clowns… What were you thinking?”

The SWAT Kats didn’t answer. They couldn’t answer. They could only stare at the irate commander in open-mouthed shock.

And, they left in open-mouthed shock, quietly tiptoeing out.

Who knew that on Halloween the mask worked in reverse?

---------------------------------

And, for a_chan007, one of her suggestions was Inuyasha and Shippou. So, here goes:

Siblings

It was the usual routine. Shippou teased Inuyasha. Shippou got bopped on the head. Shippou cried. Kagome stepped in to mediate.

“Inuyasha! Sit!”

And, Inuyasha got “sat”.

“Can’t you be more patient with him, Inuyasha?” Kagome grumbled as she knelt by the prone hanyou.

“Keh.” Inuyasha finally managed to struggle into a sitting position. “Your brother. Souta. If he came and did that to you, what would you do?”

Kagome paused for a moment. Then, she realized what he was saying. If Souta had ever annoyed her in the same way that Shippou tended to tease Inuyasha, she would have exploded just like the hanyou had. Well, minus the head-bopping part.

“Oh,” she murmured after a moment.

Inuyasha’s only response was another, “Keh!”

There was no further conversation, but Kagome silently vowed to have a word with Shippou. She also wondered about Inuyasha’s comparison.

Did it mean he thought of Shippou like a little brother?

The thought made her smile. Then, something else occurred to her.

Considering that the only thing Inuyasha’s own elder brother had ever taught him about caring for a younger sibling involved fratricide, maybe she should be happy Inuyasha limited himself to bops on the head.

--------------------------------

So, there. I feel productive and stuff. ...Except I have three short fics to go and the SKFFA needs an update again... Ah well.