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rposie.livejournal.com posting in
monaboyd Sep. 27th, 2004 12:39 pm)
Pairing: Dom/Billy
Rating: M
Description: Dialogue ficlet
Disclaimer: this is a consignment of geriatric shoemenders.
Feedback: is extremely welcome.
Come on Dom. I've only got another 50 years to live. I'd like to spend at least some of them engaging in pursuits other than watching you morph into a girl.
Is that 50 years exactly Billy? Because if it is, we've got some planning to do.
Yes Dom. Its 50 years exactly. I shall die on the 27th of September 2054. At which time I expect I will STILL BE STANDING HERE.
Anyway, whats wrong with girls? My mother was a girl.
Aye, she was - still is I expect. And likely to be mightily shocked when she finds out who's been stealing her make up all these years.
Well girls have all the pretty stuff. Which do you think is nicer? A lacy bra and knickers, or a string vest and y-fronts? Anyhow, my Mum.......
LA LA LA LA LA. Please tell me you were NOT planning to tell me about your mother's underwear.
Well she had these.....
LA LA LA LA LA LA
They were pink and really.....
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
And I...
LA LA LA
But...
LA!
Anyway, I'm not the one wearing a skirt.
See, now you're just trying to wind me up. I say kilt, you say skirt, we go backward and forward trying to insult each other's masculinity, but the fact remains, I am not the one wearing make up.
Well, I'm ready now anyway. Lets go.
Oh, Hallelujah. Where're the keys?
They're in your purse.
It's a bloody SPORRAN!
Rating: M
Description: Dialogue ficlet
Disclaimer: this is a consignment of geriatric shoemenders.
Feedback: is extremely welcome.
Come on Dom. I've only got another 50 years to live. I'd like to spend at least some of them engaging in pursuits other than watching you morph into a girl.
Is that 50 years exactly Billy? Because if it is, we've got some planning to do.
Yes Dom. Its 50 years exactly. I shall die on the 27th of September 2054. At which time I expect I will STILL BE STANDING HERE.
Anyway, whats wrong with girls? My mother was a girl.
Aye, she was - still is I expect. And likely to be mightily shocked when she finds out who's been stealing her make up all these years.
Well girls have all the pretty stuff. Which do you think is nicer? A lacy bra and knickers, or a string vest and y-fronts? Anyhow, my Mum.......
LA LA LA LA LA. Please tell me you were NOT planning to tell me about your mother's underwear.
Well she had these.....
LA LA LA LA LA LA
They were pink and really.....
LA LA LA LA LA LA LA
And I...
LA LA LA
But...
LA!
Anyway, I'm not the one wearing a skirt.
See, now you're just trying to wind me up. I say kilt, you say skirt, we go backward and forward trying to insult each other's masculinity, but the fact remains, I am not the one wearing make up.
Well, I'm ready now anyway. Lets go.
Oh, Hallelujah. Where're the keys?
They're in your purse.
It's a bloody SPORRAN!