One week left.... O.o
Nov. 16th, 2007 05:24 pmBlack Friday is almost upon us. Expect me to be a gibbering gekko by next Friday night. >.< I hate retail.
More BFB, Clanhold Chainsaw Masacre, featuring Trowa and Wufei. ^___^
Wufei adjusted his pillow for the third time, stifling his grumbles lest he wake Trowa. The Were-Puma could and did sleep anywhere and in any conditions, but he also awoke instantly at the slightest unexpected noise. Wufei settled back down, finally satisfied that the pillow was neither too flat nor too fluffy for his taste. The shades were open at the windows and he could easily see the stars of the Milky Way. Nice. The Castle was too close to the town for much star-gazing, and their apartment was on renter’s row just three blocks off the main highway. They were lucky to be able to see Venus or Mars, let alone any real stars.
Out here, the ambient light was at a minimum; only the occasional interior light from one of the dens peeked around a curtain or vane. Weres had no need of street lights at night and none of the small Clan shops sported any after-hours neon. The closest town was six miles away, over the hill and around a bend in the river, carefully out of sight.
This was a fairly pleasant place, he had to admit. And while rotten cats were rotten cats, these particular rotten cats had been very decent to him so far. Cathy had insisted on hearing the whole story, even going so far as to drag him out to the amphitheater so that everyone with an interest could listen. That was… hm… gratifying in a strangely puffy way. He hadn’t expected to have dozens of Were-Pumas crowded around him, eager to hear his tale of Demons and Danger. The youngsters had oohed and aahed; the adults had gasped and rumbled in all the appropriate places. Very gratifying… indeed.
Dinner had consisted of a number of his favorite foods. Platters of grilled river trout, bowls of sweet and sour cabbage, racks of barbequed ribs, chocolate cake as far as the eye could see…. Astounding, really. And everyone treated him as a national hero. The Puma Clan adored Duo, he knew, so taking a bullet for the Banshee was probably a big part of this nonsense. Still, his standing up to Zephyrus brought cheers and applause on its own merit. The Pumas didn’t like Zephyrus; Cathy had been as furious as Heero when Zephyrus pulled his seduction of Trowa. The female was wickedly protective of her younger brother and had threatened to slice and dice the hedonistic demon if she ever encountered him. As he recalled, he had offered to help her.
With that pleasant thought in mind, he finally drifted off to sleep.
More BFB, Clanhold Chainsaw Masacre, featuring Trowa and Wufei. ^___^
Wufei adjusted his pillow for the third time, stifling his grumbles lest he wake Trowa. The Were-Puma could and did sleep anywhere and in any conditions, but he also awoke instantly at the slightest unexpected noise. Wufei settled back down, finally satisfied that the pillow was neither too flat nor too fluffy for his taste. The shades were open at the windows and he could easily see the stars of the Milky Way. Nice. The Castle was too close to the town for much star-gazing, and their apartment was on renter’s row just three blocks off the main highway. They were lucky to be able to see Venus or Mars, let alone any real stars.
Out here, the ambient light was at a minimum; only the occasional interior light from one of the dens peeked around a curtain or vane. Weres had no need of street lights at night and none of the small Clan shops sported any after-hours neon. The closest town was six miles away, over the hill and around a bend in the river, carefully out of sight.
This was a fairly pleasant place, he had to admit. And while rotten cats were rotten cats, these particular rotten cats had been very decent to him so far. Cathy had insisted on hearing the whole story, even going so far as to drag him out to the amphitheater so that everyone with an interest could listen. That was… hm… gratifying in a strangely puffy way. He hadn’t expected to have dozens of Were-Pumas crowded around him, eager to hear his tale of Demons and Danger. The youngsters had oohed and aahed; the adults had gasped and rumbled in all the appropriate places. Very gratifying… indeed.
Dinner had consisted of a number of his favorite foods. Platters of grilled river trout, bowls of sweet and sour cabbage, racks of barbequed ribs, chocolate cake as far as the eye could see…. Astounding, really. And everyone treated him as a national hero. The Puma Clan adored Duo, he knew, so taking a bullet for the Banshee was probably a big part of this nonsense. Still, his standing up to Zephyrus brought cheers and applause on its own merit. The Pumas didn’t like Zephyrus; Cathy had been as furious as Heero when Zephyrus pulled his seduction of Trowa. The female was wickedly protective of her younger brother and had threatened to slice and dice the hedonistic demon if she ever encountered him. As he recalled, he had offered to help her.
With that pleasant thought in mind, he finally drifted off to sleep.
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Date: 2007-11-17 01:55 am (UTC)As for this part.... Wufei is just adorable here. Rotten cats indeed! They may be rotten but he is certainly eating up the adoration. Wonderful.
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Date: 2007-11-17 05:56 pm (UTC)Dragons don't need adoration. >_> Much.
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Date: 2007-11-17 06:01 pm (UTC)Something will work out, eventually. ^__^ It's just that 'eventually' has its own timeline. =p
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Date: 2007-11-17 07:15 pm (UTC)*hugs you* I usually hide on Black Friday, but I suspect with relatives I shall be pulled out into it. I say we lay in a store of chocolate. *hugs again*
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Date: 2007-11-18 04:12 am (UTC)Finally got the schedule for this coming week; I work 0600-1000 on Friday. O.o I'm going to spin this in a positive manner and stick my free Starbucks coupon in my bag and get a frappacchino on my way home. >_> Maybe a bag of mint chocolate Kisses, too. ^___^
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Date: 2007-11-18 05:12 pm (UTC)And the embarrassment of having to explain themselves to everyone else. ^___^