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On the tenth day of Christmas...
Tenth? We're in to the double-digits?! Ahhhhhhhh!
*cough*
Next year, I will do better. Really I will. Things that need to be baked will be baked and the tree will actually be decorated before Christmas eve and the things that need to be shipped will be there on TIME, damn it. >_<;
And if you buy that, I have this shiny bridge I'd like to sell you... ^_____^
One more bit of silly before we're through with this exercise, ficlet of the dialogue kind...
‘Duo, seriously… there is nothing to be embarrassed about…’
‘Not even getting in to the whole mud-covered aspect of this whole debacle, you want to explain how making an entire first grade class burst into tears isn’t embarrassing?’
‘They weren’t all crying… most of them had gone home already. It was only a hand full. And that one teacher…’
‘Not helping, Yuy.'
‘And Mei-Zhen wasn’t scared; she thought it was a fun game.’
‘I threw the kid down in the mud, Heero… somehow, I don’t think this is a ‘game’ Sally is going to thank me for teaching her.’
‘You thought you were protecting her.’
‘It was a car back-firing, for God’s sake! A stupid car! I don’t even remember moving! Just *bam* and we were on the ground wallowing in the damn mud and all the kids were screaming about the crazy man!’
‘The noise scared them too, Duo… it wasn’t just you. Uh… I mean, it wasn’t just you that scared them, not that it wasn’t you that was scared. I mean…’
‘Just stop. Either way is pretty damn pathetic. Wufei is never going to ask me to pick Mei up from school again. Or anyplace else. I probably traumatized her for life. I’ll be lucky if I’m ever even invited over again.'
‘Mei-Zhen would mutiny… you’re her favorite uncle.’
‘Favorite, lunatic uncle.’
‘Stop it. Wufei understands. And Sally will get over it as soon as we finish getting the mud out of the carpet.'
‘She called me a degenerate juvenile delinquent.’
‘That was before you explained. She just thought you two tracked mud in to the house for fun.’
‘As opposed to… for not fun?’
‘You know what I mean…’
‘Fun or not fun, Wufei is going to kill me and…’
‘Uncle Duo! How come you’re sitting outside in the rain? Mommy says you can use our shower too!’
‘That’s ok, pumpkin… Uncle Heero is going to take me home in the back of his truck and I’ll clean up there.'
‘In the back of the truck? In the rain? Wow! You know the best games ever, Uncle Duo!’
‘Your Dad doesn’t seem to think so. Isn’t he coming out to… uh… talk to me?’
‘Daddy is all watery right now, but he said he’d come out in a minute and bring you some of his clothes to wear.'
‘What? Watery…?’
‘Yeah! Uncle Heero told Daddy about that scary car that made that loud noise and Daddy told Mommy you’re… a… a…’
‘Hero, I believe, is what he said, Mei-Zhen.’
‘Thanks, Uncle Heero! Yeah, Daddy said something with big words about tent… tensi… uh…’
‘Intentions, Mei. That Uncle Duo’s intentions were most honorable.’
‘Yeah! And he said he’s very lucky to have a friend who’s… uh… ‘
‘To have a friend as self-sacrificing as Uncle Duo who would put his life on the line to protect his daughter?’
‘Yeah! You ‘member good, Uncle Heero! But there wasn’t any line, so I don’t get that part. But Daddy will be out after he finishes blowing his nose.’
‘Thank you, Mei-Zhen. Why don’t you go back in where it’s warm now.’
‘Ok! Bye, Uncle Duo!’
‘W…watery?’
‘I was trying to tell you that Wufei understood. Completely.’
‘But… watery? I made Wufei get… ‘watery’?’
‘Having kids will do that to a guy.’
‘Watery. Heero… I think that’s worse than him being mad at me…’
*cough*
Next year, I will do better. Really I will. Things that need to be baked will be baked and the tree will actually be decorated before Christmas eve and the things that need to be shipped will be there on TIME, damn it. >_<;
And if you buy that, I have this shiny bridge I'd like to sell you... ^_____^
One more bit of silly before we're through with this exercise, ficlet of the dialogue kind...
‘Duo, seriously… there is nothing to be embarrassed about…’
‘Not even getting in to the whole mud-covered aspect of this whole debacle, you want to explain how making an entire first grade class burst into tears isn’t embarrassing?’
‘They weren’t all crying… most of them had gone home already. It was only a hand full. And that one teacher…’
‘Not helping, Yuy.'
‘And Mei-Zhen wasn’t scared; she thought it was a fun game.’
‘I threw the kid down in the mud, Heero… somehow, I don’t think this is a ‘game’ Sally is going to thank me for teaching her.’
‘You thought you were protecting her.’
‘It was a car back-firing, for God’s sake! A stupid car! I don’t even remember moving! Just *bam* and we were on the ground wallowing in the damn mud and all the kids were screaming about the crazy man!’
‘The noise scared them too, Duo… it wasn’t just you. Uh… I mean, it wasn’t just you that scared them, not that it wasn’t you that was scared. I mean…’
‘Just stop. Either way is pretty damn pathetic. Wufei is never going to ask me to pick Mei up from school again. Or anyplace else. I probably traumatized her for life. I’ll be lucky if I’m ever even invited over again.'
‘Mei-Zhen would mutiny… you’re her favorite uncle.’
‘Favorite, lunatic uncle.’
‘Stop it. Wufei understands. And Sally will get over it as soon as we finish getting the mud out of the carpet.'
‘She called me a degenerate juvenile delinquent.’
‘That was before you explained. She just thought you two tracked mud in to the house for fun.’
‘As opposed to… for not fun?’
‘You know what I mean…’
‘Fun or not fun, Wufei is going to kill me and…’
‘Uncle Duo! How come you’re sitting outside in the rain? Mommy says you can use our shower too!’
‘That’s ok, pumpkin… Uncle Heero is going to take me home in the back of his truck and I’ll clean up there.'
‘In the back of the truck? In the rain? Wow! You know the best games ever, Uncle Duo!’
‘Your Dad doesn’t seem to think so. Isn’t he coming out to… uh… talk to me?’
‘Daddy is all watery right now, but he said he’d come out in a minute and bring you some of his clothes to wear.'
‘What? Watery…?’
‘Yeah! Uncle Heero told Daddy about that scary car that made that loud noise and Daddy told Mommy you’re… a… a…’
‘Hero, I believe, is what he said, Mei-Zhen.’
‘Thanks, Uncle Heero! Yeah, Daddy said something with big words about tent… tensi… uh…’
‘Intentions, Mei. That Uncle Duo’s intentions were most honorable.’
‘Yeah! And he said he’s very lucky to have a friend who’s… uh… ‘
‘To have a friend as self-sacrificing as Uncle Duo who would put his life on the line to protect his daughter?’
‘Yeah! You ‘member good, Uncle Heero! But there wasn’t any line, so I don’t get that part. But Daddy will be out after he finishes blowing his nose.’
‘Thank you, Mei-Zhen. Why don’t you go back in where it’s warm now.’
‘Ok! Bye, Uncle Duo!’
‘W…watery?’
‘I was trying to tell you that Wufei understood. Completely.’
‘But… watery? I made Wufei get… ‘watery’?’
‘Having kids will do that to a guy.’
‘Watery. Heero… I think that’s worse than him being mad at me…’
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*hugs*
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I'm surprised at Sally. She should understand how the guys are. I would have hugged him so hard that I would have had to take a shower too.
A sweet wonderful fic, hon. I so look forward to each and every one.
Hey, I have a suggestion. How about extending this to include New Year? Afterall, it's only a week after Christmas. It's practically a entire holiday week.
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New Year?! O.o;; Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
*runs away screaming*
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Maybe Heero should keep Duo inside at 4th of July..... O.~
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Hmmmmm.....
Heero : A volunteer fireman? But why on earth would you want to do that? You're already a Preventer, Duo... isn't that enough of a service? Why do you want to be a fireman on top of that?
Duo : Because they get to set up the 4th of July fireworks every year!
^o^
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*pets Wufei* having kids will do that to Wufei *nods*
Thanks for sharing!! *hugs!*
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‘In the back of the truck? In the rain? Wow! You know the best games ever, Uncle Duo!’
LOL! This made me laugh so hard.
I think Duo was expecting to stand in the yard and have someone hose him off...if the rain on the drive home didn't do the trick. Poor guy.
This was too, too charming for words. (And Sally, being a veteran herself, will probably understand perfectly, once she has a chance to put her kid into dry clothes and breathe a bit.)
As for running out of things to post, I think you ought to ask your faithful readers to send you GW drabbles of their own. It's only fair, after all... *g*
Thanks, sweetie, and Merry Christmas!
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Sally will understand better after her carpets are cleaned. *snerk*
Two more posts... the annual Christmas card art and the official Christmas fic! I'm good!
Well, I will be once the fic is actually... you know... done... >_>
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routhier says...:
(Anonymous) 2008-12-24 06:33 am (UTC)(link)‘That was before you explained. She just thought you two tracked mud in to the house for fun.’
‘As opposed to… for not fun?’
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ha! i've started using that same theory at work...
"oh my god! why did you do this?!? i hope this isn't some sort of horrible pattern!"
"oh, yah! totally! i f**k up on purpose just because i enjoy getting yelled at!"
...oddly enough, it works every time at getting me off the hook.
ooh! happy merry christmas (eve)! or, in the words of my pakistani stalker:
"merry... what do you people say? merry christmas, i think? and whatever else the rest of it is?"
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This wasn't showing up for me either until I went looking for it in your journal. And then I read each line - several times. And bit my nails. And chuckled. And angsted (is that a word? along with Duo.) And laughed out loud.
I'll miss this when you are done with this series of posts. Few (if any) do it better.
Because even though you use your words sparingly, I can still picture the scenes long after I read them.
Sweet dreams are made of these...
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