Crossover part 3
Title: Crossover part 3
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: That Damn Mpreg
Table/Prompt: Table 4/92. Speed
Character/Pairing: Ray-Ray Shepard, Ray Beaubier
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 430
Summary: Let’s face it. Whenever two super-teams meet, there’s GOING to be a fight.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: Crossover between my universe and timemonkey’s. Read it here.
“Is it wrong that I’m really turned on right now?”
Ray-Ray laughed out loud, a sound made very odd by the speed she was traveling at just to keep the other speedster from hitting her. So far, they seemed fairly evenly matched when it came to outright speed, and he could make things explode (something she wasn’t used to having to counter, but so far she seemed to be doing alright), and he had her outclassed when it came to raw strength (of course, lots of people did). If things weren’t so very serious, she might have been turned on herself. Also, he had one of the most eye burningly bad costumes she’d ever seen, which helped dampen any interest.
Just keep moving, she thought, and keep blocking his blasts until someone’s free to help me because otherwise I’m a gooey smear.
At the moment, it was looking like Becca was her best bet. She was mopping the proverbial floor with the other team’s spell caster. But her cousin would be far more likely to swoop to Wally’s rescue, since he was getting his ass handed to him by some action chick. At any other time, seeing that might have been somewhat gratifying.
Maybe if Bobby would stop trying to explain things to Thong-Boy...
But Bobby seemed to have other things on his mind than kicking that amazingly bare ass.
Benji seemed to be winning against the other web slinger, but he really wouldn’t be much good going up against a speedster. And the other guys’ She-Hulk or whatever was already peeling Dexter out of his armor.
Ray-Ray had lost track of Bruce, up until the point where a massive blast nearly sent the green furred lycanthrope crashing right into her. It wasn’t much of a distraction, but it slowed her down enough for the badly costumed speedster to catch up with her.
And that was when everything went to hell.
That was when Gunther, God of who-only-knew (he often insisted that it wasn’t gays, but there was a lot of debate about that) finally appeared.
That was when the other speedster suddenly stopped, looking like someone had hit him upside the head with a 2x4.
“Oh shit.”
“Now will you people listen to me?” Bobby groused.
Author: dorksidefiker
Fandom: That Damn Mpreg
Table/Prompt: Table 4/92. Speed
Character/Pairing: Ray-Ray Shepard, Ray Beaubier
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 430
Summary: Let’s face it. Whenever two super-teams meet, there’s GOING to be a fight.
Authors Notes/Disclaimer: Crossover between my universe and timemonkey’s. Read it here.
“Is it wrong that I’m really turned on right now?”
Ray-Ray laughed out loud, a sound made very odd by the speed she was traveling at just to keep the other speedster from hitting her. So far, they seemed fairly evenly matched when it came to outright speed, and he could make things explode (something she wasn’t used to having to counter, but so far she seemed to be doing alright), and he had her outclassed when it came to raw strength (of course, lots of people did). If things weren’t so very serious, she might have been turned on herself. Also, he had one of the most eye burningly bad costumes she’d ever seen, which helped dampen any interest.
Just keep moving, she thought, and keep blocking his blasts until someone’s free to help me because otherwise I’m a gooey smear.
At the moment, it was looking like Becca was her best bet. She was mopping the proverbial floor with the other team’s spell caster. But her cousin would be far more likely to swoop to Wally’s rescue, since he was getting his ass handed to him by some action chick. At any other time, seeing that might have been somewhat gratifying.
Maybe if Bobby would stop trying to explain things to Thong-Boy...
But Bobby seemed to have other things on his mind than kicking that amazingly bare ass.
Benji seemed to be winning against the other web slinger, but he really wouldn’t be much good going up against a speedster. And the other guys’ She-Hulk or whatever was already peeling Dexter out of his armor.
Ray-Ray had lost track of Bruce, up until the point where a massive blast nearly sent the green furred lycanthrope crashing right into her. It wasn’t much of a distraction, but it slowed her down enough for the badly costumed speedster to catch up with her.
And that was when everything went to hell.
That was when Gunther, God of who-only-knew (he often insisted that it wasn’t gays, but there was a lot of debate about that) finally appeared.
That was when the other speedster suddenly stopped, looking like someone had hit him upside the head with a 2x4.
“Oh shit.”
“Now will you people listen to me?” Bobby groused.