Post by greenie on Oct 19, 2009 21:38:35 GMT 10
Title: Clary had a little Pup
Rating: PG
Fairytale/Nursery Rhyme adapted: Mary had a little lamb
Word Count: 737
Summary: Clary gets teased by the other Dogs the first night she gets a Puppy.
Notes: Thanks to minuit for the idea, and both minuit and Isha for help with the rhyming and syllables!
Clary watched as Cooper trailed miserably off to the bathhouse. She sighed. She knew that everyone would be waiting in the kennel to tease her about her Pup and its lack of talent. Still, she couldn’t just stand out and avoid them all forever. She’d have to face them sometime. She straightened her back and strode into the kennel, to be greeted by a multitude of voices.
Clary had a little Pup
Her eyes were cold like snow
And everywhere that Clary went
That Pup was sure to go
She got her on her Watch one night
She tried to turn her out
The Watch Commander won the fight
The Dogs did laugh and shout
Clary had a fishy Pup
She really sarden stank
If Clary was a pirate lass
She’d make her walk the plank
“I bet you all think you’re so sarden clever,” she grumbled. “It’s just as well you’re all Dogs and not Players, you’d all be starving if the best you can up with is a poxy song like that. And just you wait until you lot get saddled with an idiot Pup you don’t want and see how you like it then!”
Mattes ambled over and leaned against the wall beside her. “She wasn’t that bad, to be fair. Right up until she landed in the fish, she’d been doing alright.” He slung an arm around Clary’s shoulders. “And of course, Puppy had my sweet-tempered partner to get along with.”
Sniggers sounded from around the room, and Clary shoved him away.
“It’ll be the two of us laughing at you lot when we have the best Pup of the whole litter,” he announced to the room.
That started other pairs off protesting that their Pup would end up a better Dog, and other Dogs began collecting bets on the Puppies. Everyone forgot about teasing Clary, and if the corner of her mouth happened to curl up in a tiny smile at Mattes, nobody noticed.
…………………………
‘Clary had a little Pup’ was Mattes’ new favourite tune. He greatly enjoyed winding Clary up while on watch by whistling it in front of Cooper, although she had no idea it was anything other than just a tune. It wasn’t until he decided to walk Clary home to talk with her a little that he sang the next verse.
She made her wait outside the fight
But Pup did soon appear
She proved she did indeed have bite
Though no bark reached her ear
She elbowed him. “Very funny, Mattes.”
“You don’t like it? Sabine and I came up with it together because she liked the first three so much.”
“Sabine and you, huh?” She frowned and crossed her arms.
“Mmm, we thought it was a good night to sing about, considering it was the brawl where we met.”
“Well, isn’t that just charming,” she snapped. “You can sing it as a lullaby to all your pampered little noble children.”
“Me, noble? Is that what you’re getting yourself worked up over?”
“I’m not getting worked up over anything, you sarden looby. See if I care when you’re brokenhearted because she’s passing off your bastard children as some fancy noble’s, or if you’re going cracknobbed after giving up your Dog work to marry her.”
He stopped and looked at her. “Clary, I’m not going to marry her or end up brokenhearted. I’m certainly not giving up my work as a Dog. We’re both just in this for a little bit of fun for a while, that’s all.”
She snorted. “So they all say,” she muttered, but she did look happier as she strode off down the street again.
…………………………………..
“Why does the Pup like Clary so?”
Her partner Mattes teased
“’Cause Clary likes the Pup, you know”
Pup’s sarden black cat sneezed
Clary stared at the black cat in disbelief. “Not you too,” she complained. “I shouldn’t have to put up with this just because you’re Cooper’s talking constellation cat.”
Pounce just gave her a catlike smirk.
“’Sarden black cat’ is pretty sarden accurate, if you ask me,” she muttered.
It’s a nice little song, he yowled. One of the best I’ve heard in centuries.
She scowled, and he twitched his whiskers in amusement, before jumping onto her lap and purring. You’re just sulking because it’s true, he informed her, and he curled up and went to sleep before she could think up so much as a decent retort.
Rating: PG
Fairytale/Nursery Rhyme adapted: Mary had a little lamb
Word Count: 737
Summary: Clary gets teased by the other Dogs the first night she gets a Puppy.
Notes: Thanks to minuit for the idea, and both minuit and Isha for help with the rhyming and syllables!
Clary watched as Cooper trailed miserably off to the bathhouse. She sighed. She knew that everyone would be waiting in the kennel to tease her about her Pup and its lack of talent. Still, she couldn’t just stand out and avoid them all forever. She’d have to face them sometime. She straightened her back and strode into the kennel, to be greeted by a multitude of voices.
Clary had a little Pup
Her eyes were cold like snow
And everywhere that Clary went
That Pup was sure to go
She got her on her Watch one night
She tried to turn her out
The Watch Commander won the fight
The Dogs did laugh and shout
Clary had a fishy Pup
She really sarden stank
If Clary was a pirate lass
She’d make her walk the plank
“I bet you all think you’re so sarden clever,” she grumbled. “It’s just as well you’re all Dogs and not Players, you’d all be starving if the best you can up with is a poxy song like that. And just you wait until you lot get saddled with an idiot Pup you don’t want and see how you like it then!”
Mattes ambled over and leaned against the wall beside her. “She wasn’t that bad, to be fair. Right up until she landed in the fish, she’d been doing alright.” He slung an arm around Clary’s shoulders. “And of course, Puppy had my sweet-tempered partner to get along with.”
Sniggers sounded from around the room, and Clary shoved him away.
“It’ll be the two of us laughing at you lot when we have the best Pup of the whole litter,” he announced to the room.
That started other pairs off protesting that their Pup would end up a better Dog, and other Dogs began collecting bets on the Puppies. Everyone forgot about teasing Clary, and if the corner of her mouth happened to curl up in a tiny smile at Mattes, nobody noticed.
…………………………
‘Clary had a little Pup’ was Mattes’ new favourite tune. He greatly enjoyed winding Clary up while on watch by whistling it in front of Cooper, although she had no idea it was anything other than just a tune. It wasn’t until he decided to walk Clary home to talk with her a little that he sang the next verse.
She made her wait outside the fight
But Pup did soon appear
She proved she did indeed have bite
Though no bark reached her ear
She elbowed him. “Very funny, Mattes.”
“You don’t like it? Sabine and I came up with it together because she liked the first three so much.”
“Sabine and you, huh?” She frowned and crossed her arms.
“Mmm, we thought it was a good night to sing about, considering it was the brawl where we met.”
“Well, isn’t that just charming,” she snapped. “You can sing it as a lullaby to all your pampered little noble children.”
“Me, noble? Is that what you’re getting yourself worked up over?”
“I’m not getting worked up over anything, you sarden looby. See if I care when you’re brokenhearted because she’s passing off your bastard children as some fancy noble’s, or if you’re going cracknobbed after giving up your Dog work to marry her.”
He stopped and looked at her. “Clary, I’m not going to marry her or end up brokenhearted. I’m certainly not giving up my work as a Dog. We’re both just in this for a little bit of fun for a while, that’s all.”
She snorted. “So they all say,” she muttered, but she did look happier as she strode off down the street again.
…………………………………..
“Why does the Pup like Clary so?”
Her partner Mattes teased
“’Cause Clary likes the Pup, you know”
Pup’s sarden black cat sneezed
Clary stared at the black cat in disbelief. “Not you too,” she complained. “I shouldn’t have to put up with this just because you’re Cooper’s talking constellation cat.”
Pounce just gave her a catlike smirk.
“’Sarden black cat’ is pretty sarden accurate, if you ask me,” she muttered.
It’s a nice little song, he yowled. One of the best I’ve heard in centuries.
She scowled, and he twitched his whiskers in amusement, before jumping onto her lap and purring. You’re just sulking because it’s true, he informed her, and he curled up and went to sleep before she could think up so much as a decent retort.