Think Of A Wonderful Thought, Any Happy Little Thought

As I stood silently, I stared at the doors. There were labels above all of them, but I felt the need to open all of them. I first opened the one leading to Narnia. I haven't read the books or seen the movies, but it wasn't as spectacular as everyone made it out to be. Next was Neverland; which is usually my answer to 'Where would you like to go on your dream vacation?'. I found it just as wonderful - possible better - than it looked in all of the Peter Pan themed movies I'd seen and all the books I'd read. I completely blew off the other doors and stepped inside, finding myself in Pan's tree house.
Behind me, a voice, "A lost girl?"
I turned, seeing the flying ginger himself, "Yeah, what's it to you, Flyboy?"
"It's unusual, that's what it is to me."
"Yeah, me having an FBI badge is unusual to people too."
"What-..." He cut himself off, shaking his head. He looked at me, "Are you too old for this? Or are you as immature as I am?"
"Are you asking me on an adventure?"
"Indeed, I am, M'lady. Animal of choice?"
"Raccoons." I smirked at him before he went searching for extra skins.
"Alright." He smiled brightly as he handed me the hat.
I shuddered slightly, pulling it on.
"Ready?"
"As I'll ever be."

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So, Lemme Get This Straight...

...I come with Sherlock, and leave with Sam?

Yeah, we went to a party. Very unlike Sherlock. But it was John's idea. Great, right? So, as I'm looking around, I see all these lizards and stuff in cages. My first instinct is to open them all and watch everyone go crazy. Sherlock didn't permit horseplay. But it wasn't. It was lizardplay. 

Anyway, after that I saw Sam across the room. That was really unusual because we were England, Sam doesn't leave without Dean, and Dean doesn't like planes. I slipped away from Sherlock while he was examining the lizards and walked over to Sam, "What're you doing here?"

He looked back at me, almost as surprised as I was, "What're you doing at a party for adults?"

I rolled my eyes, "The high functioning sociopath dragged me along because he didn't want me to 'touch his work'. His work is in his head and I'm with him. How am I s'pposed to touch it?" 

Sam sighed, "Alright, we'll we're gonna ship you back to Baker Street."

As we looked around, Sherlock appeared to be gone. But where? Where on Earth could he gone?

Suddenly, a vaguely familiar noise was outside. The TARDIS.

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[[Prompt: You walk into a dimly lit room at a party where you’ve arrived with a friend. The walls of the room are lined with reptile cages. Across the room you see someone you recognize, and when you turn to your friend he or she is gone. What happens next? [Link]]]

Two Men In a Booth

There are two men sitting in the booth of a diner eating dinner together and talking. A woman sits outside in a parked car, watching them through the window. Who are they? What is their relationship to one another? What are the men discussing? What is the woman thinking? What does she do next? Write a story that opens with this scene and explores these questions.

Two men are sitting in a booth of a diner, eating together and talking. A young woman sits outside in a '67 Chevy Impala, waiting for them. They're Winchesters - Brothers - Sammy and Dean Winchester. Speaking about another monster, they were quiet, not wanting to cause a scene if someone overheard them. I, the young woman mentioned earlier, was sitting there quietly. In their car. Because they made me stay there. Why? Because apparently they didn't want me to be 'overly loud' like last time. I sighed and got out of the car, marching my way into the diner. I sat next to Sam and sighed, crossing my arms, "You are aware that you could be arrested for leaving a minor alone in a car for a certain amount of time, correct? I could crash it into-" Dean had cut me off.
"First of all," he wagged his finger at me as he spoke, "Baby will not be crashed into anything." he sighed as he looked from Sam, then back to me, "Second of all, you're fourteen and much smarter than you appear. You should know how to use an FBI badge."
I rolled my eyes, "Oh yeah, because every FBI agent has acne."
Sam sighed at me, "Abbie, hush. We'll get you some food then get out of here, alright? We have a Djinn to catch and kill."

Prompt from here~

Team Free Will: November 2012

Pause or Rewind?

I don't exactly know which I'd rather have, but it seems like people I know have them.
Sherlock Holmes: Ah, the consulting detective. Seems like he has both when he's working a case. It seems like he can pause whatever situation he may be in, in his mind and deduce what he sees. And he can play it over in his mind as well. It's very interesting, actually.
The Doctor: The Doctor literally has both -- Thank you, TARDIS -- and a fast forward button. He can go to anytime, domention and anywhere in space he'd like. Like I said, he quite literally has both.
Dean Winchester: Dead, Dean, Dean...What can I say? The guy's died more times than I can count, but no one seems to remember the time he gained and lost fifty years in one night. Does that count as fast forward and rewind? Or one or the other?

I don't know what I'd choose, but neither of them can always ensure a good outcome. I mean, look at what happened to all of what I listed: Sherlock plunged off a building and [didn't] kill himself. The Doctor is simply insane. And Dean continues dying more and more. I don't know how they're all still alive. Especially Dean. Dean needs to stop dying.

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A Detective, Two Doctors and Three Hunters.

"Sherlock?" John looked up to his friend, biting his lip.
I rolled my eyes, looking at Sam, "Who are they?" I looked to the other people, tilting my head slightly. I looked at the Detecive and Army doctor, "Sherlock Holmes and John Watson." I scoffed, "Why are they with us on a hunt?"
Dean shrugged, "Never seen 'em before." He looked around before looking behind me, "Hey, isn't that the box you post about a lot?" He gestured to the space behind me.
I turned around and bit my lip, my eyes going wide, "The TARDIS." I smiled.
Sherlock walked up to examine it, "Why are you so excited about a phonebox? It's just a-" He stopped suddenly when a tall lanky man opened the doors, grinning wildly.
I nudged Sam's arm, "That-That's the Doctor." I smiled.
Sam looked down at me, "That's nice." He patted the top of my head and sighed quietly, suddenly not wanting more help for this hunt.
I looked at the Doctor, "We're in Lawrence, Kansas. Year 2013."
He grinned at me, "You answered my question before I asked it. I like that." He chuckled and stepped fully out of the phonebox. He grinned, "Watson!"
Sherlock looked back at John, "You know him?"

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I deserve a day off because...

obviously fiction

I tend to kill monsters on occasion, ya know? Be it with Sammy and Dean, or with the Doctor, I kill them. Interesting life, huh.
Most fun monster-killing trip I went on was probably last year, with Sam and Dean.
"A Wraith? Are you mad?" I looked to the two guys, sighing at the fact they were pulling me back into this, "Why can't you guys handle it? You did last time with the one that Sammy killed."
Sam rolled his eyes, "No, we need your help. Since Jo is gone, we can't do it without you."
Jo was a hunter, I never managed to meet her on any of these trips. I bit my lip, "What about school?"
Dean looked at me, a confused look washing over his face, "What about school?"
I shook my head, "I need to attend?" I replied, normal attitude toward him.
Sam sighed, "Just come with us, we'll get you an excuse."
"Parents?" I looked at them, crossing my arms, "I have those, you know."
"Hey, hey, hey. Don't get snippy." Dean pointed his index finger at me, almost wagging it.
"Whatever, Batman." Hah. Batman. I'm such a jerk, "Alright, where're we going?"
"New York." Dean replied, opening the door of his black '67 Chevy Impala.

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Demons, Leviathans And Angels, Oh My!

Three people alive have ever faced all three in a lifetime, unless you want to count the Angel. Anyway, the three people? Sam and Dean Winchester, and Bobby Singer. Bobby has been gone for a long time because of the second monster listed, but Sammy and Dean seem to be getting along fine with the help of Castiel.  Sam's gone full paranoia once or twice over being in Lucifer's cage for a while, but Cas soon switched the torture over to himself and took Sam's spot in the hospital. Dean's being the protective older brother as usual, but now he has more than one person to worry about, since Cas went and took the torture of having Lucifer screaming in his head at every moment of  the day. Dean's always been protective, but since Sammy became a hunter again, he's been on edge a lot more, especially since they lost their dad, and now their adoptive dad. Bobby Singer was a friend of John Winchester, the boys' dad; and when John died, Bobby took over caring for the boys when needed. In my opinion Bobby was a good dad, and he held strong up until the moment he died.

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The Best Book I Ever Read Was...

Wicked : The Life And Times Of The Wicked Witch Of The West. It tells of Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West, knows as 'The Green Witch' in The Wizard of Oz. If you've seen Wizard of Oz, I personally think you'd love Wicked. The whole story is based off of the backstory between the witches of Oz. Miss Ga-linda the great was friends with Elphaba, at Shiz University. And Elphaba's sister, Nessarose (also the witch crushed by Dorothy's house), was armless and fell in love with the Tinman before he was the Tinman. Miss Elphaba also had a crush. A crush on our lovely friend the Scarecrow. He was previously known as Fiyero of Kiama Co, a prince of his land. And the flying monkeys? Elphaba created them when she found a baby snow monkey on one of her many adventures. I'm not a person to give away spoilers, so no ending give aways. But I will say this: Dorothy's a murderer.

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