Critic/146. fic!
146. was in the middle of the edit war of his life when he heard voices coming from downstairs. Thinking he could get the idiot Critic fans back later, he went down to see who the fuck was in his house.
The Critic, being dragged in by two girls. Fucking wonderful.
"Why are you making me do this?" And he was whining too, it made his ears hurt.
"Because we like making you suffer. Isn't that right, Em?"
"Em" pushed the Critic down on the floor and smirked at her companion. "Nochi, do you even have to ask me that?"
He couldn't take it anymore. "What the fuck is going on?"
The three noticed him suddenly, the women grinning at him and the Critic sulking.
"Oh hey, troll!" Nochi said with glee.
Em just waved at him, a look of sadistic joy in her eyes.
"What are you doing here with him?"
"I don't know, I hate you just as much," the Critic piped up.
Em whapped him upside the head and made hushing sounds while Nochi explained.
"We've come to believe you have a crush of the pre-school variety. So, as we're fangirls and control the laws of space and time, we've given you him to play with and realise how much you want to do him."
"And you can do what you like, too, he loves everything," Em added.
He spluttered in protest. "But he's disgusting and unfunny and a douche!"
Critic rolled his eyes. "I don't love that."
He hissed and walked over, straddling him and yanking on his tie. "I still hate you."
The girls weren't going anywhere, instead they sat on the couch and watched eagerly. "Now that's more like it!"
The Critic, being dragged in by two girls. Fucking wonderful.
"Why are you making me do this?" And he was whining too, it made his ears hurt.
"Because we like making you suffer. Isn't that right, Em?"
"Em" pushed the Critic down on the floor and smirked at her companion. "Nochi, do you even have to ask me that?"
He couldn't take it anymore. "What the fuck is going on?"
The three noticed him suddenly, the women grinning at him and the Critic sulking.
"Oh hey, troll!" Nochi said with glee.
Em just waved at him, a look of sadistic joy in her eyes.
"What are you doing here with him?"
"I don't know, I hate you just as much," the Critic piped up.
Em whapped him upside the head and made hushing sounds while Nochi explained.
"We've come to believe you have a crush of the pre-school variety. So, as we're fangirls and control the laws of space and time, we've given you him to play with and realise how much you want to do him."
"And you can do what you like, too, he loves everything," Em added.
He spluttered in protest. "But he's disgusting and unfunny and a douche!"
Critic rolled his eyes. "I don't love that."
He hissed and walked over, straddling him and yanking on his tie. "I still hate you."
The girls weren't going anywhere, instead they sat on the couch and watched eagerly. "Now that's more like it!"