The Trigger - A Little Drabble Do Ya

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

The gun spun across the floor and landed with a thud, hitting the wall of the old cabin.  Two men scrambled furiously toward it, each one hoping to reach it first.

One of them was already wounded, his movements accompanied by grunts of pain as he dove for the prize.  As his hand reached the weapon another was there to grapple for control.

The struggle became a face to face confrontation as the gun was wrenched first one way, then the other.  With a desperation born of fear, a finger pulled the trigger; the blond one fell to his knees.
 

Comments

[mrua7.livejournal.com]

Oh no! Now you have to have a follow up to this one. Don't leave us hanging. I'm doing a followup to my FF drabble from last week...hee hee.

[glennagirl.livejournal.com]

It did occur to me ;)

[svetlanacat4.livejournal.com]

Hope you're writing the follow up... RIGHT NOW!!!

[jkkitty.livejournal.com]

You are at it again, I suppose it will be next week to see what happens?

[alynwa.livejournal.com]

I say the blond fell because he was already wounded. Good drabble.

[avrovulcan.livejournal.com]

Oooh, don't leave us hanging, I hope there's more to come.