I wrote this a few years ago for a drabble contest – 100 words or less, and the requirement to use certain words in the story. I was quite pleased with how it turned out, and actually placed in the competition. I thought I’d go ahead and share it here:
A Different Christmas Tradition
Grak burped long and loud, then added a flatulent note to the already redolent air. Teeja sighed theatrically, but her disgust was lost on him.
“More grog,” he growled, slamming his cup down on the table.
“More manners,” she snarled, dropping a new jug beside the cup.
“We’re goblins,” he said, filling his cup, “Spending the ass-end of winter in a cavern in Finland. Who cares about manners?” and he gulped some more ale.
“It’s Christmas,” Teeja said sorrowfully.
Grak rolled his eyes. “I’ll take you into town later, you can slay a caroler.”
Her smile was grotesque, but heartfelt.
Merry Christmas / Blessed Yule / Happy Holidays