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Title: A Matching Description
Rating: PG
Summary: Not much of a summary due to its shortness. Very ficlet-y.
A/N: So I suppose this is kind of a sequel/companion/reaction piece to my other fic, The First Five Times Bill Saw The President's Rack. Quite a few reviews started with "I thought it meant her bed..." Sorry for the confusion BBs!
It was one of those rare moments between them-time enough for a light banter about books before they had to part ways back to their respective titles.
“I liked it, but the title? Honestly?”
He grinned at this. This has been his position on another book the last time they’d had the time to be together, and now the roles were reversed.
“What’s wrong with the title? If anything, it’s too descriptive.”
Shaking her head, she tutted.
“Bill, you can’t be serious-the title just conjures up an completely random and wholly different image in one’s head rather then what it ends up being!” She paused. “Did I just say that?” She giggled, covering her mouth with a shy hand.
“Were you one of those people who thought Of Mice and Men was actually about mice and men?”
“I…no, of course not.”
“Laura…”
“Ok, fine! But I was young, in college, and stoned off my face, ok? And they kept describing Lennie as this huge guy, so George was the mouse…” the look on his face remained skeptic. “It made sense at the time!” she protested half-heartedly.
Silent reflection passed between the two of them.
“Though I will admit that even stoned I was a bit confused when he never made mention of George having ears and a tail.”
Bill burst out laughing, and Laura grinned, pleased to hear the sound of it.
I feel like I'm spamming this place liek whoa. y/y?
Rating: PG
Summary: Not much of a summary due to its shortness. Very ficlet-y.
A/N: So I suppose this is kind of a sequel/companion/reaction piece to my other fic, The First Five Times Bill Saw The President's Rack. Quite a few reviews started with "I thought it meant her bed..." Sorry for the confusion BBs!
It was one of those rare moments between them-time enough for a light banter about books before they had to part ways back to their respective titles.
“I liked it, but the title? Honestly?”
He grinned at this. This has been his position on another book the last time they’d had the time to be together, and now the roles were reversed.
“What’s wrong with the title? If anything, it’s too descriptive.”
Shaking her head, she tutted.
“Bill, you can’t be serious-the title just conjures up an completely random and wholly different image in one’s head rather then what it ends up being!” She paused. “Did I just say that?” She giggled, covering her mouth with a shy hand.
“Were you one of those people who thought Of Mice and Men was actually about mice and men?”
“I…no, of course not.”
“Laura…”
“Ok, fine! But I was young, in college, and stoned off my face, ok? And they kept describing Lennie as this huge guy, so George was the mouse…” the look on his face remained skeptic. “It made sense at the time!” she protested half-heartedly.
Silent reflection passed between the two of them.
“Though I will admit that even stoned I was a bit confused when he never made mention of George having ears and a tail.”
Bill burst out laughing, and Laura grinned, pleased to hear the sound of it.
I feel like I'm spamming this place liek whoa. y/y?