HAPPY QUATRE DAY!!! IT'S 4/4 NO MATTER WHERE YOU LIVE, AND IT'S TIME TO CELEBRATE THE DAY!
*clears throat* [in case you were present when this was first posted, you will see much more added than the heading of this post. please forgive this woman's ignoramous attempt at posting in her LJ as she goofed and hit the wrong button much too soon.] and
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"Trust me." Trowa crossed his legs neatly at the ankles, stretching them out as he leaned back in the office chair. "It's your day. I have a day. The others have days. You have one, too."
"But what does it mean?" Quatre frowned and, leaving the mug carefully aligned on the corner of his desk blotter, reshuffled some papers in irritation. "What does one do on my day?"
Trowa's mouth quirked at one corner. "You have a lot of sex."
". . . Oh." Quatre closed his mouth. "Hm." He put the papers down, neatening the edges of the pile, all the while looking at Trowa. "And you know this how?"
The other corner of Trowa's mouth kicked up. "As your executive assistant and head of security, you know I manage your schedule."
Quatre choked on a laugh. "You scheduled it in? But what about the meeting--we were to discuss the mining investments on . . . SGX1425," he said, voice slowing as if having weighed two ( ... )
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After giving his approval on the last of the arrangements for the ‘party’ planned three days hence, Quatre felt the slight twinge in his middle. The smile he’d worn throughout the day flickered; Duo had said unequivocally - no help! Quatre recited silently from his mental list of how he wasn’t helping ( ... )
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Oh and can I copy your drabble offer idea? It sounds good.
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In the sand-dusted parking lot, Quatre sat in his car listening to the engine tick as it cooled and stared at the ramshackle building of a store. Two hours south of where he called home these days, and nearly two years from Nam. He wasn’t sure why he was there, only that he had to come. The Sarg always had a way of looking at things differently, and telling a person what was known but not really known at the same time ( ... )
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From Blues Traveler's "Runaround," the lyric: "Like a game show contestant with a parting gift I could not believe my eyes"
With Duo (friendship) in the universe of your choice. ^__^
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“This’ll take the edge off,” Duo tells him, plunking down a tall cold one in a long neck bottle ( ... )
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Quatre/Wufei (^^; I adore them in a romantic relationship, but as you said, please do what you're comfortable with)
prompt: nectarines
*chu!*
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