What's a 'drabble'?

I'm so glad you asked. A 'drabble' is a 100 word piece of writing. There are dribbles (150 words), double drabbles (200 words), and double drabbles plus (over 200 words). Basically, these are very short fics that aren't long enough to qualify as vignettes or ficlets. One small public service announcement: these are the categories used on Jackfic and may not match what is used on other lists. This does not mean one list or the other is "right." But these are the classifications I use for my drabbles.

What's a 'drabble challenge'?

Another very good question. Over on the Jackfic mailing list, some brave soul began to post a Drabble Challenge Word once a week, every Friday. It has turned into a wonderful tool to get the creative juices flowing and some very fine pieces of fiction have come from it. All the results of these challenges can be found at www.jackfic.com.

Each chapter here is its own separate drabble. All drabbles have individual header info, most of the time longer than the actual fic. Although posted in no particular order, I will keep drabble series next to each other. Please note the spoiler and season warnings before reading the drabbles.

Thanks for dropping by the check these little pieces out. I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did writing them.



Title: The Pool, Drabble Challenge for "Boxers"

Author: Eleri McCleod

Email: elerimc (at symbol) lycos.com

Status: complete

Category: humor

Pairings: none

Spoilers: none

Season: Anytime

Sequel/Series Info: none

Rating: G

Content Warnings: none

Summary: The most sought-after fact in all the SGC.

Disclaimer: Stargate SG-1 and its characters are the property of MGM, World Gekko Corp and Double Secret productions. No copyright infringement is intended.

File Size (kb): 5k

Archive: FF.net, Jackfic. Anyone else, please ask.

Author's Note: I wanted to try something amusing to cheer myself up. I hope this gives you a giggle. Word count: exact 100 words! As always, any and all feedback is appreciated.

© Eleri McCleod, March 2004


"What are the odds on O'Neill?"

"Boxers 10-1, briefs 2-1, neither 15-1."

Sam paused outside the doorway of the lab to control her grin. The pool had been running for over a month now and no one had managed to get the skinny on the Colonel. She, Janet and all the nurses knew the answer, but Sam and Janet weren't about to talk and the infirmary's personnel were all under a gag order on pain of very large needles.

Still battling her smile, Sam waited patiently. What was the young, female Lieutenant going to go for?

"Five on neither."