Author: Pirate Turner
Rating: G
Summary: Chris buys his team a fast ball throwing robot to help with practice.
Challenge: Anneack's M7M Challenge for 30-4-10 to use "wound", "wound", "object", and "object" in a 100-word drabble
Warnings: Drabble, ATF
Word Count: 100
Disclaimer: Chris Larabee, Ezra Standish, Nathan Jackson, all other characters mentioned within, and The Magnificent Seven are & TM CBS, The Mirisch Group, MGM, and Trilogy Entertainment, not the author. Everything else is & TM the author. The author makes absolutely no profit off of this work of fan fiction, and no copyright infringement is intended.
"Ah must object, Mistah Larabee." Ezra surveyed his opponent as it wound up to pitch. The others muttered their agreement as Nathan checked over their injuries.
Balls began to fly. Ezra swung valiantly, hitting each until one struck his mouth. He gingerly cupped his mouth and looked accusingly at Chris when blood trickled out.
Chris stepped forward to cover Ezra, his bat at the ready. Five balls hit him simultaneously, knocking him to the floor. Chris drew his gun and blew away the object of his team's ire. They'd never beat the other teams if they were slaughtered at practice!
The End
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