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Dec. 21st, 2004 09:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nnyI haven't forgotten!
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randomblade, Peter/Dieter, singing, 100 words.
Peter/Dieter, singing.
Peter watched Master and Commander. Dieter thought it was comical to strum on his tennis racket along with Jack and Stephen. Not a man to do things by halves, he started reading the books, and proceeded to call Peter his ‘particular friend’ whenever he had the slightest chance of scoring.
Peter watched Velvet Goldmine. Dieter thought it was comical to pull his shirt off and sing along with Kurt Wild. Not a man to do things by halves, he started unbuttoning his trousers, and Peter found himself fascinated by the trail of fair hair that led from his belly button…
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Forgypsyjr,
Guys with wings, loyal sidekicks, 100 words.
“Waitasecond.”
Aziraphael sighed, and waggled his finger at the man. “Don’t go anywhere, I haven’t finished.” He took a step back, and leaned towards Crowley. “What is it?”
“I don’t like your tone.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Your tone. When you speak to me. I’m here out of the goodness of…to help, and you repay me with ‘loyal sidekick’ tone.”
“Loyal sidekick tone?”
“Exactly. I don’t like it.”
“I shall keep that in mind.”
The demon glared. “Good.”
As Aziraphael turned back, he could hear the demon mumbling. “Bloody ‘loyal’. Un-bloody-likely.” It rather pleased him that Crowley’d chosen to protest _that_ bit.
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randomblade, Peter/Dieter, singing, 100 words.Peter/Dieter, singing.
Peter watched Master and Commander. Dieter thought it was comical to strum on his tennis racket along with Jack and Stephen. Not a man to do things by halves, he started reading the books, and proceeded to call Peter his ‘particular friend’ whenever he had the slightest chance of scoring.
Peter watched Velvet Goldmine. Dieter thought it was comical to pull his shirt off and sing along with Kurt Wild. Not a man to do things by halves, he started unbuttoning his trousers, and Peter found himself fascinated by the trail of fair hair that led from his belly button…
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gypsyjr, Guys with wings, loyal sidekicks, 100 words.
“Waitasecond.”
Aziraphael sighed, and waggled his finger at the man. “Don’t go anywhere, I haven’t finished.” He took a step back, and leaned towards Crowley. “What is it?”
“I don’t like your tone.”
“I’m sorry?”
“Your tone. When you speak to me. I’m here out of the goodness of…to help, and you repay me with ‘loyal sidekick’ tone.”
“Loyal sidekick tone?”
“Exactly. I don’t like it.”
“I shall keep that in mind.”
The demon glared. “Good.”
As Aziraphael turned back, he could hear the demon mumbling. “Bloody ‘loyal’. Un-bloody-likely.” It rather pleased him that Crowley’d chosen to protest _that_ bit.
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Date: 2004-12-22 12:09 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 12:12 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 12:55 am (UTC)for great justice*no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 10:30 am (UTC)HEHEHEHEHHEHEHE!
Thanks so MUCH!
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Date: 2004-12-22 10:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 06:47 am (UTC):)
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Date: 2004-12-22 10:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-22 10:36 am (UTC)On the other hand, I'm highly amused that she also made them for Crowley and Natasha.
But then, it's also twenty till 5 AM and I've been meaning to go to bed for the last three hours at least... *sighs*
*hugs*
At any rate, glad you like it, cherie.
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Date: 2004-12-22 05:26 pm (UTC)Actually quite fun to write. May go back and make it more than a drabble later.
BUT FOR NOW!
- - -
Drumknott had his suspicions about the new clerk. For a clerk, he seemed suspiciously manly. He had a suspicious tan. His voice was suspiciously deep. His stubble, Drumknott suspected, was extremely suspicious.
Plus, Drumknott noticed, he drank black coffee.
It was unnatural in a clerk.
The clerk raised his eyes and rumbled, “See something you like?”
Drumknott straightened his tie. “I like to see work, Mr. -- Mr. -- ”
“It’s just Andre.”
Aha! A first name!
Madness.
Drumknott realized he was wearing his triumphant face in public, so he made his excuses and bustled away.
But he’d be back.
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Date: 2004-12-22 05:28 pm (UTC)Oh YAY! Oh THANKYOU! Oh HEE!
That comment perfectly describes my mindstate. My BRAIN IS BOUNCING!
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Date: 2004-12-22 05:30 pm (UTC)*pads your skull* Don't hurt anything, m'dear. *g*