1_million_words is having an August Rush Challenge. haldoor is posting pictures and we write to them. The pictures for these drabbles are here: August Rush 8/5

These are my five drabbles of 100 words each.

Two notes: 1) All the drabbles were inspired by the pictures. For the most part, they don't describe what is actually happening in the picture, from the original source. (For instance, in the H50 picture, in the actual scene on the show, Steve was with Lori. But that's not how I wrote it. Does that make any sense?)
2) I have never seen an episode of Supernatural. What I wrote was "inspired" by what I've learned about the show through fandom osmosis.

Avengers:

So I need laundry detergent and bread. Oh, and I better make sure I have enough coffee and milk. It never occurred to Steve that he would lose this struggle with the Chitauri. Defeat was not in his vocabulary. It hadn’t been there during WWII and it certainly wasn’t going to enter his head when faced with aliens intent on conquering Earth. At any rate, the Avengers had assembled, were working together, and no enemy – not from Earth, Asgard, or wherever the Chitauri originated – would defeat them. He could fight this Chitauri and continue making his grocery list in confidence.

Hawaii Five-0

Danny is so cute. The way he uses his hands. The way his muscles flex under his shirt. Why does he have to wear them so tight? It’s like he’s begging me to stare at him. He doesn’t have to beg. I’ll watch him no matter what he’s wearing.

“And I said no. Absolutely not,” Danny said, pausing to stare at Steve. “Have you heard a word I’ve said?”

“No,” Steve admitted, still smiling at him.

“What’s with the smile, you big goof?”

“You’re so adorable when you rant about Rachel. How can I help it?”

“I love you too.”

NCIS

“I am on it, Gibbs, like white on rice,” Abby said with a thumbs up.

“I know you are, Abbs,” Gibbs said, winking just for her before leaving the lab.

When he was on the other side of the door, she looked again at the contents of the crate he’d left her. Bowling pins? She was supposed to find evidence to convict the suspect of murder on these bowling pins? Did he bowl? Had he used one as a murder weapon? She’d have to ask Duckie. Maybe he knew what she should look for. Because she had absolutely no idea.

Star Trek

Well shit. Jim’s really done it this time. The lab results indicated that the Danock Ambassador was indeed pregnant.

Jim told Bones, loudly and repeatedly, that he hadn’t slept with anybody but Spock for the past three months. This was not Jim’s baby.

“What are you going to do?” Bones asked Jim, crossing his arms and staring at him.

“I’m not going to do anything. I didn’t do anything. I never touched her except to shake her hand when she arrived.”

“There you go then. It could be your child.”

“What?” Jim asked, blue eyes wide and a little wild.

Supernatural

I have no idea what I’m doing here. They said ‘stand there and look intense.’ I hope this is intense enough. I don’t think I can manage to look more intense. Unless there’s pie. I wonder if there’s pie. And where’s Sam? Why isn’t he here looking equally as intense? Maybe he’s out getting me pie. That’d be good.

Surely those weird men are done arguing. I wish I could hear everything being said. Something about a ransom? That makes no sense. I’m here willfully. Not like Sam could ransom me anyway. Fighting demons doesn’t pay like it once did.