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Probably Nothing Artistic, Maybe Just an Update

Jun 13, 2007 11:31

If you've read my regular journal, you know I'm answering phones at church. I'm bored, and trying to kill time without doing anything incriminating. Especially now that Father Roy is here.

I've decided that I'm going to join ficlets100 and work on that this summer. Unlike my disastrous attempt at the fanart50, which I may but probably won't return to, this ( Read more... )

housekeeping, boy i'm bored, meme

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wonderfish June 15 2007, 03:43:25 UTC

Danny and, hm. Recalcitrant!

pyrotechnic_ink June 27 2007, 23:31:04 UTC

Daniel Carter didn't think he'd ever meet anybody as recalcitrant as himself. That was, of course, before he met Michelle.

"I don't want to go to bed!"

He raked his hand through his hair as the four-year-old continued to throw her tantrum. Overtired and missing her fathers, the girl simply broke down when bedtime rolled around.

"Come on, Buggie, your dads are gonna think I'm a bad babysitter if you don't go to sleep."

"No! I want my Daddy!"

"...I kinda look like him, doesn't that count?"

Danny made a mental note to demand hazard pay. Ten bucks an hour was totally not worth this.

ex_khephera864 June 16 2007, 04:03:48 UTC

Booster/Beetle, camping

pyrotechnic_ink June 27 2007, 23:54:16 UTC

"It is not my fault there's only one tent! It's your fault for not checking!" Booster snarled.

"You were responsible for bringing the other tent. Obviously you're not mature enough to handle a simple task," Beetle retorted.

Some team-building exercise this was turning out to be. Max had sent everyone off into the woods in pairs to work on cooperation, and thought it would be best to put the two of them together (and far away from anybody else). Beetle finished hammering the last tent-stake into the ground. The tent was lopsided and obviously not big enough for two.

"...You're going to pout until I let you sleep in there with me, aren't you?" he asked.

Booster grinned. "Most likely."

"You make one Brokeback Mountain joke, and I'm leaving you for the grizzly bears."

"Ted, there aren't grizzly bears in Metropolis Park."

They squashed into the tent, elbows squashing spleens and noses bumping as they tried to get comfortable, literally pressed together for lack of space. Beetle shifted, mouth accidentally skimming across Booster's ( ... )