Dick was sitting in his room and was kicking Sparkles' ass at Mario Kart for the umpteenth time in a row. It was Sparkles fault for choosing to play as Peach. She sucks. Bowser for the win.

[For a certain phone call. Or calls]

Simmons had found a signal of somebody from Red army over his headset and he was determined to find who it was. Perhaps it was Sarge and then the two of them could figure out a way to get back to Blood Gulch. That'd be great! Or maybe it was Grif and then Simmons could rule over him and they could start their own base. That'd be even better! ( Read more... )

Having slept alone in a bed for the past three years Private Dick Simmons was well aware of his bed partner the instant he woke up. He turned over (which was hard, considering he was fully armored for some reason) and looked at the person next to him. Girl. The girl next to him. Oh god ( Read more... )

The only good thing about the writers strike was that MTV had nothing better to play than Top Model marathons. Which pleased both Sparkles (since he loved Miss J) and Dick (since he had PMS). Dick was snuggled in his covers with a giant bowl of ice cream in his hands ( Read more... )

Man, I guess I should do one of these things, shouldn't I? Well, it's gonna be real short cause um...there's cake here. And hot wings. And I want to eat them. Not mixed together.

( Here you go! )

Dick woke up late on Wednesday. He had gotten back to Fandom late last night but had trouble falling asleep for obvious reasons. He wasn't one to feel guilty about anything so it wasn't guilt that kept him awake. It wasn't like he was married or anything. He just didn't feel like arguing. But then again he and Veronica agreed not to tell anybody ( Read more... )

The TV was on, booze was out and Dick already had a good buzz going. Yep, it was New Year's alright. And what was even better, Tila Tequlia had her own New Year's special this year. She was way better than that old Dick Clark guy. And she was more fun to look at too.

"Oh Tila, you are so hot."

[For anyone in LA for New Year's. Up early for sp]

Dick was sitting at his desk writing out a list of things he wanted for Christmas at the request of his brother. He knew that Beaver was going to pass on the list to their mother so she could go out and buy gifts that Dick specifically asked for. Beav said it makes her feel like she's doing a great job as a mother when she gets Dick *gasp* exactly ( Read more... )

Dick had been on the phone since he had gotten up this morning. If it wasn't people from the company calling him with questions about this or that, it was his wife or kids calling him about stuff. You'd think he'd be able to leave for a school reunion for two days without all hell breaking loose. But you'd be wrong ( Read more... )

Yeah, Dick felt like crap. Again. His covers were pulled over his head and he tried to block out any light from coming in since that just made his headache worse. He was also feeling hot all over and not in the way he usually did ( Read more... )