Broad Shoulders
Title: Broad Shoulders
Universe: That Damn Mpreg
Rating: PG
Summary: Zeke offers some commentary to Lucy.
Zeke plopped down and slouched next to Lucy, following the girl’s line of sighed. “Now, I like a pair of broad shoulders as much as anyone, but generally I’m not looking for a pair of boobs to be attached.”
“Go away, Starsmore,” Lucy told the boy, looking away from where Ana was playing basketball with Ambrose.
He gave her a serious look in response. “You can’t lie to me, Lucy,” he said. “You can try to lie to yourself, but you can never fool me.”
“What do you want?” Lucy asked suspiciously. “Is there a point to this? Beyond you being your usual weird self, I mean.”
Zeke continued to watch the game. “I don’t like seeing people miserable.”
“And you think I’m miserable?”
“What,” Zeke said irritably, “did I just say about trying to lie to me? I’m a bloody empathy, I know how miserable you are.” He snorted. “Besides, you are so obvious I’m amazed no one’s called you on it before now.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You’re so deep in the closet you’ve found Narnia.”
That was when the bench exploded.
***
“Why did you blow it up?” Lance asked, standing in front of Lucy and shaking his head in amazement. She refused to meet his eyes, and the hirsute man threw his hands up in the air. “For the love of-You all are trying to drive me nuts!”
Universe: That Damn Mpreg
Rating: PG
Summary: Zeke offers some commentary to Lucy.
Zeke plopped down and slouched next to Lucy, following the girl’s line of sighed. “Now, I like a pair of broad shoulders as much as anyone, but generally I’m not looking for a pair of boobs to be attached.”
“Go away, Starsmore,” Lucy told the boy, looking away from where Ana was playing basketball with Ambrose.
He gave her a serious look in response. “You can’t lie to me, Lucy,” he said. “You can try to lie to yourself, but you can never fool me.”
“What do you want?” Lucy asked suspiciously. “Is there a point to this? Beyond you being your usual weird self, I mean.”
Zeke continued to watch the game. “I don’t like seeing people miserable.”
“And you think I’m miserable?”
“What,” Zeke said irritably, “did I just say about trying to lie to me? I’m a bloody empathy, I know how miserable you are.” He snorted. “Besides, you are so obvious I’m amazed no one’s called you on it before now.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“You’re so deep in the closet you’ve found Narnia.”
That was when the bench exploded.
***
“Why did you blow it up?” Lance asked, standing in front of Lucy and shaking his head in amazement. She refused to meet his eyes, and the hirsute man threw his hands up in the air. “For the love of-You all are trying to drive me nuts!”