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11 December 2016 @ 09:31 am
Fic: ‘Tis the Season: The right species.  
Title: ‘Tis the Season: The right species.
Fandom: Hogfather
Rating: (G)
Time Period: The year after the events of the movie.
Summary: Albert has a conversation.

Author's Note: This is quick ‘n’ dirty (for definition see the F. A. Q.).

Albert, Albert, Albert …

This is after ‘Tis the Season: Glue it (‘Tis the Season: Glue it acted as a part I to this).

All characters contained herein are the intellectual property of Terry Pratchett and Vadim Jean (his interpretation); I am not affiliated with nor endorsed by them.


Albert sits on a bale of hay. “It's not your fault, y'know,” he says as he reaches for a soggy butt behind his ear. “'e's hooked, he is.”

The horse trots over to the stall's gate.

Albert holds the butt while he searches his pockets. “It's the time of year,” he continues while pulling a matchbook he found free.

There's a questioning neigh.

Albert shakes a match loose. “It's no fault of yours if you're not a pig, is it?”

The horse snorts.

Albert lights his match. “Not bein' an elf again I'm not,” he mutters as he tilts the match to the butt.

The flame splutters; the horse whickers.

Albert looks at the horse suspiciously before he shrugs and tosses the match aside. “At least,” he raises his voice, “all I have to do is wear silly ears. At least I'm the right species.”

The horse stamps a hoof.
Armchair DM: Carson: No no no AIEEE!!armchairdm on December 11th, 2016 09:06 am (UTC)
-whacks Albert- That's just cruel.
F. J.: shalowater: golden candlesmorethanacandle on December 11th, 2016 03:07 pm (UTC)
This might be the result of too many conversations like he had in ‘Tis the Season: Glue it.
Armchair DM: Igor: A Rod Of Silencearmchairdm on December 12th, 2016 03:10 am (UTC)
But what has Binky done to deserve that?
F. J.: shalowater: golden candlesmorethanacandle on December 12th, 2016 03:42 pm (UTC)
I'm sure Albert has an answer.