WIP Wednesday 02

This week saw me get a day off on Monday thanks to the flash freeze after the first Arctic Blast, one of my coworkers made it back to work, and I got a very long weekend thanks to a minor medical procedure. That went well and with the free time at home, I got a story posted.

Excerpt from Wars Are Won By Those Who Dare: Laissez Les Bon Temps Rouler

Not getting the support he wanted, Vinnie got on the other side of the skirt rack Charley was searching on and started shuffling hangers himself. Tala focused on the blouses. There was another rack of sleeveless ones, and that wouldn’t work. She was pretty sure people who worked in offices didn’t have burn scars on their arms, but Sparks and Modo had drifted far enough away to make confirming that awkward.

A pants hanger pressed into the small of her back and fabric brushed against her denim-covered ass and thighs.

Six Sentence Sunday: Wars Are Won: Sacrifice of Happiness

Wars Are Won By Those Who Dare: Sacrifice of Happiness

BookWorm's Library | Ao3

"I cannot believe this!" Limburger roared in his office, and it reverberated into Karbunkle's lab.

Karbunkle looked up from the delicate wiring work inside the Plutarkian-steel casing. Limburger's bellow reverberated through his cavernous laboratory from the floor above. Had the Tower's latest rebuild gone up thinner than typical? His laboratory had specifications that had to be met for him to be able to work without mutating Limburger's goon army!

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Summary: Karbunkle is fed up of circumstances not letting him experiment how he wants to, but will changing them behind everyone’s backs give him the mental stimulation he craves?

Sacrifice of Happiness ended up a short story, but there's a limit to how much time I want to spend in Karbunkle's point of view. It does have some profound impacts