I think it's Friday...
Nov. 2nd, 2007 11:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lavandarlizard2If not, just humor me, okay? ^___^ I'm dancing with job stuff again and working this afternoon. The glitter on the damn floral picks is going to kill me yet. =p
And we're back to BFB. I know: yippee. ^___^ This is going to be a long ii kibarashi; I debated making it a part all its own, but it really is a diversion more than anything else. Since it is rather long, it's broken down into partlets again. Here is the first. ^___^
Trowa and Wufei; much language on Wufei's part.
Part 099.50 – Ii Kibarashi – Clanhold Chainsaw Massacre
Trowa hauled Wufei across the parking lot to the SUV. “Stop arguing with me; you’re coming, and that’s final.”
Wufei spluttered angrily, but didn’t try to pull away. “I don’t want to! The kits will climb all over me! Cathy will glare at me! That young female – Suzette – will try to climb into my lap!”
“And you’ll handle it fine; just like you always do. Stop fussing. You need a few days away; you’re getting all crusty again. If you pick another fight with Heero, he really will make sushi of you.” He opened the passenger door and almost tossed Wufei into the seat. “Besides, it’s Q’s order.”
Damn. He couldn’t argue with that. Well, he could, but the Wizard would just smile gently and whisk him back into this seat with a flick of his wand. And probably make the seat hang onto him, as well.
He huffed and folded his arms over his chest, glowering at the dash as Trowa climbed into the driver’s seat.
Trowa gave him a Look. “Seatbelt.”
He huffed again, but fastened the harness.
And we're back to BFB. I know: yippee. ^___^ This is going to be a long ii kibarashi; I debated making it a part all its own, but it really is a diversion more than anything else. Since it is rather long, it's broken down into partlets again. Here is the first. ^___^
Trowa and Wufei; much language on Wufei's part.
Part 099.50 – Ii Kibarashi – Clanhold Chainsaw Massacre
Trowa hauled Wufei across the parking lot to the SUV. “Stop arguing with me; you’re coming, and that’s final.”
Wufei spluttered angrily, but didn’t try to pull away. “I don’t want to! The kits will climb all over me! Cathy will glare at me! That young female – Suzette – will try to climb into my lap!”
“And you’ll handle it fine; just like you always do. Stop fussing. You need a few days away; you’re getting all crusty again. If you pick another fight with Heero, he really will make sushi of you.” He opened the passenger door and almost tossed Wufei into the seat. “Besides, it’s Q’s order.”
Damn. He couldn’t argue with that. Well, he could, but the Wizard would just smile gently and whisk him back into this seat with a flick of his wand. And probably make the seat hang onto him, as well.
He huffed and folded his arms over his chest, glowering at the dash as Trowa climbed into the driver’s seat.
Trowa gave him a Look. “Seatbelt.”
He huffed again, but fastened the harness.
