Saturday Banshee
Jun. 18th, 2011 01:18 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2I have totally lost track of time this month. I would have sworn the month had barely begun and here it is half over. =P And I am jonesing for the forbidden junk food - peanut butter M&Ms and barbecue potato chips. *sigh* Add that to the headache I suddenly seem to have and I am rather peeved. Maybe if I get out tomorrow, it'll help. Buy the kid a 64-ounce soda and he'll go anywhere. ^___^
BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does
Heero was already waiting when we arrived. He wrapped me in his arms, just holding onto me and I clung back for what felt like an age. When I lifted my head from his shoulder, Tiffany was long gone.
“How’d it go?” I asked hesitantly.
“Not bad at all,” he smirked. “Although my wrists are sore from all the writing I had to do. In Wyvern, Japanese *and* old Latin.” He flexed one hand.
“You… Writing? What were you writing?”
“Lines,” he sighed. “Just as I did when I was nine. One thousand times in each language. ‘I will not behead Humans without due diligence.’”
I blinked at him. “Was Giniro angry?”
He shook his head. “Giniro and Faiesa were almost strangling trying to not laugh at me. They were angry at the situation. And at that miserable Human for putting Q and I in that spot to begin with. Idiot,” he growled.
“So… just some lines and everything is fine?” I still found it hard to believe.
“Mostly. I am hungry,” he declared. “Food first, cuddle second, details later,” he commanded.
I had a feeling his ‘later’ might be a considerable distance from my ‘later’, but I’d get it out of him eventually. I know how to make his toes curl.
He made his change with a toothy grin, opened his arms and I stepped into them. We flew to our tower and I had all of two minutes to get the ravishment started when the knock on the door split us apart.
“Who the hell…?” I muttered, but he just laughed and opened the door.
The house Elves maneuvered the catering cart through the door, flashed matching grins at Heero and bowed themselves out again, all in one practiced motion.
“What?!” I demanded.
“I told you,” he said with a smirk. “Food first, ravishment second. Then we can meet with Ctik and I will give you some details. Close enough?”
I *was* pretty hungry… and the ravishment part wasn’t a bad idea at all…
“Yeah, okay. What’s under the shiny dome?”
“Protein. You’ll need it.”
So, he was right. He’s almost always right. I gave it up gracefully, ate my dinner and then… had dessert.
BFB – Part 103 – Crazy is as Crazy Does
Heero was already waiting when we arrived. He wrapped me in his arms, just holding onto me and I clung back for what felt like an age. When I lifted my head from his shoulder, Tiffany was long gone.
“How’d it go?” I asked hesitantly.
“Not bad at all,” he smirked. “Although my wrists are sore from all the writing I had to do. In Wyvern, Japanese *and* old Latin.” He flexed one hand.
“You… Writing? What were you writing?”
“Lines,” he sighed. “Just as I did when I was nine. One thousand times in each language. ‘I will not behead Humans without due diligence.’”
I blinked at him. “Was Giniro angry?”
He shook his head. “Giniro and Faiesa were almost strangling trying to not laugh at me. They were angry at the situation. And at that miserable Human for putting Q and I in that spot to begin with. Idiot,” he growled.
“So… just some lines and everything is fine?” I still found it hard to believe.
“Mostly. I am hungry,” he declared. “Food first, cuddle second, details later,” he commanded.
I had a feeling his ‘later’ might be a considerable distance from my ‘later’, but I’d get it out of him eventually. I know how to make his toes curl.
He made his change with a toothy grin, opened his arms and I stepped into them. We flew to our tower and I had all of two minutes to get the ravishment started when the knock on the door split us apart.
“Who the hell…?” I muttered, but he just laughed and opened the door.
The house Elves maneuvered the catering cart through the door, flashed matching grins at Heero and bowed themselves out again, all in one practiced motion.
“What?!” I demanded.
“I told you,” he said with a smirk. “Food first, ravishment second. Then we can meet with Ctik and I will give you some details. Close enough?”
I *was* pretty hungry… and the ravishment part wasn’t a bad idea at all…
“Yeah, okay. What’s under the shiny dome?”
“Protein. You’ll need it.”
So, he was right. He’s almost always right. I gave it up gracefully, ate my dinner and then… had dessert.
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Date: 2011-06-18 12:53 pm (UTC)"I know how to make his toes curl." I love this statement. But it seems Heero knows how to curl Duo's toes too. Heheh
I can just see Heero writing his lines under Giniro's and Faiesa's watch, just like a naughty little boy at the blackboard. Makes me want to giggle too.
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Date: 2011-06-19 05:29 pm (UTC)Somewhere I read about a study that suggested the time really does run faster the older we get. No idea if it was a good study or just something hatched over a few beers. ^___^ But it sure feels true.
Humiliation works well on Dragons as punishment. And simply making them do something repetitious is a form of intellectual torture. Dragons don't do boredom well. ^___^
There will be a *lot* of toe-curling behind that door. *snicker*
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Date: 2011-06-18 01:58 pm (UTC)I love the lines bit... can so see the ladies supervising!
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Date: 2011-06-19 05:25 pm (UTC)Duo will get all the details when Heero decides to stop dancing. ^___^ And Heero will stop dancing along about... never? He's a protective thing. ^__^
That was a popular punishment for pupils who forgot who was boss in the classroom back in my day. Before the advent of detention and 'time out'. Sometimes I think it worked a lot better. O.o It's definitely something a Wyvern will remember and heed in the future. ^___^
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Date: 2011-06-19 11:57 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 03:07 am (UTC)I mentioned that to one of the kid's teachers, years ago, and she acted as if I'd given permission for her to beat him with a strap. O_o Since when is something that includes spelling, penmanship, determination and follow-through a bad thing?
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Date: 2011-06-19 08:52 pm (UTC)"Make his toes curl." *snerk* bet he does. Our sneaky Banshee usually gets his way.
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Date: 2011-06-22 03:09 am (UTC)He gets part of his way. ^___^ Whatever inside info he has on Heero is matched by the inside info Heero has on him. ^____^
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Date: 2011-06-20 03:43 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 03:10 am (UTC)Heero will remember the sore wrist and writers' cramp for a long time and hopefully not do an automatic decapitation again. ^___^
*snork!*
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Date: 2011-06-20 09:50 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-06-22 03:11 am (UTC)I don't think either of them are worried about one sore little wrist. ^____^
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Date: 2011-07-29 01:26 am (UTC)Bwhahahahahahahahahaha!
Where the hell's the choooooooocolate???
Is it Friday yet?!?
Freeeeeeeeeedom!
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Date: 2011-07-30 04:04 am (UTC)Hm. I'll see your dead vegetation and raise you a cranky and very wet kitty. ^___^ I think he may try to suffocate me in my sleep.
Hey hey hey! Careful there! You want to pace yourself. ^___^ make the Friday feeling last, for soon it will be Sunday afternoon. =P
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Date: 2011-08-01 12:37 am (UTC)And here it is Sunday evening. *siiiiiiiigh* What happened to Friday? ;_;
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Date: 2011-08-01 03:11 am (UTC)Sunday afternoons suck. >.<
I washed all three of them over a three day span! ^____^ I did the big girl first and she just whined and made little sniffy noises and let me scrub her clean with the raspberry/strawberry/cherry and floral dish soap. Whatever. It's pink. ^___^ She was not happy with me, but after a handful of treats and some cooing over her, she forgave me. She's been much more relaxed. ^___^
Then I did laundry and took the RM to acquire soda and came home and washed the big guy. He was a little less amused, but we made it through without incident. He got treats too and has been practically glued to my lap since then. ^___^
Then today (gotta give her a couple of days to get complacent) I bagged the little one and gave her a good scrubbing. All I can say about her is, thank Sap for mesh laundry bags! O.O
Even with that, she almost escaped at least twice. Not a happy kitty camper at all. She spent the entire day hiding behind a stack of DVDs on top of the entertainment center. I can see one ear from the sofa. ^___^ But she hung around to get her treats before she headed up there. ^___^
And we'll do it all over again in two weeks. ^___^
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Date: 2011-08-02 11:59 pm (UTC)We are, apparently, in the same boat and didn't notice it. Or... just thought the cat was being a spaz for no reason. Mom was bitching about how much new kitty sheds, so the kid went after her with a flea comb. Had to distribute the treats DURING the combing, but came up with a wad of hair big enough to make a tribble. She saved it in a baggie to show it to me. And while we were standing there doing thing 'Wow, that is a lot of hair' thing... we noticed the flea in the bag. >_<;
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Date: 2011-08-03 12:14 am (UTC)Oy vey! O.O Yeah, get right on that. Get them while they're few and weak. ^____^ I heartily recommend the Furminator for grooming too. It's pricey, but nothing even comes close to getting the loose hair out.
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Date: 2011-08-03 12:19 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-08-03 03:47 am (UTC)Yee~aaah.... That's what I thought last year. I sure got disabused of *that* notion. ^___^ I now have a cat with a self-inflicted mohawk.... >_>