threesentenceficathon | 2023 Three Sentence Ficathon

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Welcome to the 2023 Three Sentence Ficathon!
As of 16 Jan 2023 this post is NOW CLOSED TO NEW PROMPTS! PLEASE POST YOUR NEW PROMPTS HERE, IN POST 2! Do continue to fill prompts here but please put all new prompts in Post 2.

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How to Prompt

Prompts should be one prompt per comment, formatted in this way: fandom, character(s), prompt word/sentence

Example: Star Wars, Obi-Wan Kenobi, I don't like sand

Prompts may also be open ended, unspecific, or anthropomorphic, such as:

any, any, I don't like sand
or
Earth geography, sand, I don't like humans very much, either

Prompts for relationships are welcome; a / is used for romantic/sexual relationships and an & for platonic. A prompt that uses both means the relationship can be written as either romantic or platonic, such as:

Star Wars, Anakin/&Obi-Wan, I don't like sand

Prompts may be repeated if they are unfilled; there is no obligation to read through every prompt to make sure yours isn't a repeat. This year's 3SF will stay open for new prompts through Sunday, February 12th.

How to Fill

Respond to your chosen prompt with a short fic of three sentences containing the fandom & characters requested!

Prompts can be filled more than once, as many times as someone has a new idea for them.

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From: (Anonymous)

Any, any, accidental cat acquisition

From:

rustedeaglewings

“Have any of you kids seen my…” Bruce trails off as he descends into the cave and can see his kids in a noisy huddle around one of the pop-up tables, but unable to identify what they are doing.

In unison, Dick, Steph, Jason, Duke, Cass, and Tim all look up, eyes wide in the most blatantly guilty and suspicious eyes he’s ever seen as Damian, not yet looking away from whatever was in his lap, asks, “one of the criminals just threw him in the river, so we brought him home to dry off…”

It’s a cat, now dried fur full of electrical charge and sticking out in every direction, and the mew it lets out is so pitiful, Bruce immediately agrees to keep it.

From:

wingedflight

They all have the "bring home the stray" impulse now

From:

rustedeaglewings

You say now, like they didn’t always have that impulse

From:

demigodscum

*cough* like father, like children. Bruce only has himself to blame.

P.S: this fill makes me go :D

From:

kingstoken

So cute!

From:

anonne

The third cat actually followed them – Cloud hadn't expected it, after their track record with the first two. They'd have to make a detour, he decided: go back to Betty right away instead of heading over to the factory to see off those monsters. Best avoid the little thing getting hurt.

"Aw, it's cute!" said Tifa, and he responded with a grunt. It was cute. She didn't need to know he thought so.

Edited (accidentally a word) Date: 2023-01-14 11:45 am (UTC)

From:

wintersday

Awwww, delightful! :D

From:

edenfalling

The first batch of kittens, I was quite willing to accept as an accident -- Mr. Moo needed to dispose of them, I happened to be at hand, and he trusted I would find them good homes. That this involved holding up a coach in the middle of the Arguty Forest was merely a logical consequence of Mr. Moo's profession, for a man engaged in the wild lay is just as unlikely to come into town on an everyday basis as a respectable gentleman is to go tramping about in a forest notoriously filled with outlaws and other disreputable souls.

The second batch of kittens was somewhat more suspect, though again, it wasn't illogical for Mr. Moo to encounter me on the outskirts of the Arguty Manor grounds, nor for a highwayman to abscond with all the luggage in a fancy coach and only belatedly discover that one box contained a heavily pregnant cat wearing a collar set with diamonds (naturally he did not hand over the collar along with the cats), and I duly found this set of kittens good homes among my father's former military companions.

However, when Mr. Moo knocked on the door of Elderflower Books with a mewing, squirming satchel in his arms and had the cheek to grin at my astonished cry, I was certain that some new conspiracy was afoot.

From:

kalira

"You know," Tobirama said, eying the calico perched on his desk, giving him an imperious look, "I don't think I actually invited this."

Aoi sniffed, her tail swishing, and smirked at him; it was very recognisable as a smirk, though her face couldn't actually make such an expression. "You invited us when you took up with our summoner," she said, tail curling neatly around her delicate paws.

Tobirama huffed, lips twitching, and reached into his desk drawer for a bit of smoked, dried salmon; Aoi's eyes were locked on his fingers and her toes flexed slightly as she watched, waiting.

From:

wearing_tearing

They don't know someone already lives in the house when they rent it.

"We're keeping him," Louis declares and lets the white kitten he's holding--that he found curled up in one of the old closets--nuzzle his chin.

"I do not think—" Lestat starts and, with one look from Louis, swallows back his words. "Yes, my love."

From:

celeste9

Aw, I love how quickly Lestat caves! They should definitely have a cat - as long as Louis doesn't eat it, lol!

From:

ruanchunxian

Besides all the technical lessons of flying a plane, one of the many, many procedural things you learnt in pilot training was how to deal with unexpected passengers - such as hijackers and stowaways: the first was not very likely, the instructor had insisted to a class of fresh-faced pilots who all looked too morbidly disappointed at this proclaiment, and the latter, almost impossible given the rigorous rules and regulations of modern civil aviation.

Today, Cheng Xiao would like to take her old instructor to task for that second part, because the sudden meowing that could be heard from outside the cockpit door was definitely not what a pilot wanted to hear, especially on a cargo flight that was supposed to be transporting a herd of cows.

Song Song was sent out to investigate, and a few moments later, he came back to the cockpit with a small tabby in his arms. “I guess he must have somehow hidden in one of the stalls transporting the cows onto the plane and hid in the hay or something. Yue Yue is allergic to cats, Xiao-jie already has Polly and a cat and a bird doesn’t seem like the best fit. Lao Cai, didn’t you say your daughter likes cats?”

And that was the story of how Lao Cai became a cat grandpa.

Edited Date: 2023-01-19 04:43 am (UTC)

From:

silveradept

It takes her a little while to notice, but once she sees it, it's impossible to miss.

"Um, Ms. Sakaki, did you know there's always at least one cat following you any time you're outside?"

"It's not just me, then," Sakaki said, then paused for a moment before continuing, "I thought Maya's display of dominance hadn't had any real effect past scaring away Kuroneko."

From:

ravenlilyrose

There was a loth cat in her chair—a loth cat in her chair! They were in hyperspace, too, not on Lothal, and they hadn't been to Lothal in over two weeks, so this was not just a matter of someone having left a door open; no, this was a coordinated attack on her ship, and Hera was having none of it.
"Ezra! Sabine! Who wants to tell me why there's a loth cat on my ship in my chair!"

From:

demigodscum

"They hate each other," Book pronounces, staring in despair between Grudge, lounging in her usual spot over the controls, and the new cat that definitely wasn't on Michael's seat when they'd left the ship some hours ago. "I didn't want another cat! Michael — Michael, what am I supposed to do now?"

"Given the circumstances, I believe the appropriate thing would be to name this one 'Feud' — she's irked and shared," Michael says with a pointed eyebrow, and smirks when Book groans at her.