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[teetheyes]

Whenever you're done rolling up your skirt you can come pick up some lamb gyro.

I hope you're not too busy pissing yourself spikey to miss my end of the bargain.

Dr. Sattler, I have a message for you.

//Private to the Bluebird//

Let's talk.

//End Private//

Hey Fido, play dead.

Comments

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he knows he'd die without you, Blue.

All right, I'll make something for you. What do you have in mind?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

I don't think so.

Coq au vin? Can you make that? I haven't had any in a really long time...

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

A rooster, mushrooms, garlic, some wine, and brother. You want to spend New Year's Day going back to your roots?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Yes! I used to have it a lot, mostly out of necessity, you know, but it's something I got used to.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I see how you got your daily dose of cock now.

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, bad jokes, you're going to start reminding me of Pinocchio.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

I can't help it. Don't worry I'll juice it up right.

What's keeping you busy tonight?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Thanks.

Oh, I'm sitting with a friend who's having a really bad curse day. I can come meet you at midnight, I bet.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Who's having a bad day?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Nana. Do you know her?

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

... Hachi?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Really sweet, excited girl? She danced with a prince and got romantic about it.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

She's the only one I know. Go ahead and take care of her.

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Well, she's stopped crying for now.

Maybe I can show up for a New Year's kiss.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

There's a line building up. What will you give me if I let you cut?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

More than a kiss to the lips.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Come over when you can. Knock first okay?

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Am I going to catch you with your other boyfriend?

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

Don't be ridiculous, he already knows. My husband doesn't.

Private;

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

Oh, good then. I'll make sure to dress up for him.

Nana's calming down. I may be over in a few.

Private;

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

He likes leather over lace.

... All right. Knock.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[rapraprap at the door]

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

[The Married Straights are out it seems. He opens the door, shades closer to his face.]

You're--

Hey big bird.

//knock knock//

[playstheblues.livejournal.com]

[transforms]

So I tried for raven.

//knock knock//

[bitingnightmare.livejournal.com]

They're still greasy sacks of feathers.

[Gesturing for Blue to come in.]

The girl's all right now?