The Right Task For The Job

The problem with giving myself permission to goof off writing that DW fanfic for a while is that I haven't been in the mood for gothic-y horror. Which is not surprising, after Mars; not enough of a change of pace. I needed something light and fluffy, maybe even silly, to work on.

Luckily the housemate gave me a prompt last night, which turned into an 800-word completed story. (Tentatively titled "First Contact", unless I can come up with something less generic.) It makes me chuckle. And it's done, in one sitting no less, and that makes me very happy indeed.