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Title: How Not To Go To A Costume Party
Author: beyondthescenes
Word Count: 215
Rating: PG-13, for implied adult situations
Challenge: #81, galactic consternation
Characters: Kurama x Botan
Disclaimer: No profit is being made from this, and the characters aren't mine.
Author's Notes: A nod to one of the best series of all time. ;)
"I am NOT wearing that metal bikini."
"You gave me full authority to choose our costumes for the Halloween party." Kurama arranged his handsome features into what he hoped resembled a calm and patient expression. Which was quite a feat, considering that he really did want to see the lovely ferry girl in said metal bikini. "And I like Star Wars."
"Princess Leia wore a long, white dress!" Botan protested. "I watched the movie with you!"
Kurama shook his head. "We watched A New Hope. Princess Leia wore this slave girl outfit in Return of the Jedi," he said, waving the clothes hanger he held.
She snatched the hanger grumpily and stomped off to the bathroom. She emerged five minutes later, still scowling. "I can't wear this to the party! My underwear covers more than this *thing* does!"
Kurama took one look at her and all thoughts of the party promptly flew out the window. His eyes darkened, and in one smooth movement he locked the door of their bedroom. "We're not going anymore."
Botan felt the corners of her mouth twitch in amusement, her earlier irritation melting away. "We're not?" she asked coyly.
"No," he said firmly, advancing slowly towards her. "And don't worry," he smirked, "You won't be wearing that *thing* much longer."
Author: beyondthescenes
Word Count: 215
Rating: PG-13, for implied adult situations
Challenge: #81, galactic consternation
Characters: Kurama x Botan
Disclaimer: No profit is being made from this, and the characters aren't mine.
Author's Notes: A nod to one of the best series of all time. ;)
"I am NOT wearing that metal bikini."
"You gave me full authority to choose our costumes for the Halloween party." Kurama arranged his handsome features into what he hoped resembled a calm and patient expression. Which was quite a feat, considering that he really did want to see the lovely ferry girl in said metal bikini. "And I like Star Wars."
"Princess Leia wore a long, white dress!" Botan protested. "I watched the movie with you!"
Kurama shook his head. "We watched A New Hope. Princess Leia wore this slave girl outfit in Return of the Jedi," he said, waving the clothes hanger he held.
She snatched the hanger grumpily and stomped off to the bathroom. She emerged five minutes later, still scowling. "I can't wear this to the party! My underwear covers more than this *thing* does!"
Kurama took one look at her and all thoughts of the party promptly flew out the window. His eyes darkened, and in one smooth movement he locked the door of their bedroom. "We're not going anymore."
Botan felt the corners of her mouth twitch in amusement, her earlier irritation melting away. "We're not?" she asked coyly.
"No," he said firmly, advancing slowly towards her. "And don't worry," he smirked, "You won't be wearing that *thing* much longer."