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Just a short little ditty
Title: Pseudo Mother's Day
Author: twirl_away
Pairing: Vam
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bam surprises Ville.
Disclaimer: DO. DK. DS.
Warnings: short crack-fic
Authors Notes: I was supposed to be writing a 4 page research paper that's due tomorrow... I wrote this instead. Hope you enjoy it!
Bam Margera walked into his bedroom holding a tray with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes garnished with strawberries, a cup of Earl Gray tea, and a vase of red carnations on it.
“Wake up, Ville!” he sing-songed to the sleeping form on the bed.
“Mmm. Whaddyawant?”
“Just sit up, pleeeease,” Bam whined.
So Ville slowly sat up, eyes widening when he spotted Bam’s homemade breakfast.
“Happy Mother’s Day!” Bam shouted before Ville could voice his disbelief.
“But I’m not a woman or a mother…” he replied, crossing his arms.
“I know, but if men were able to have socially acceptable STD’s you would totally be my baby mama,” Bam cackled, quieting down only when he saw Ville’s I’m-about-to-get-really-pissed-at-you face.
“Aww come on, Babe. I just wanted to celebrate you for a day! Please, don’t be mad.” Bam set the tray down on the bedside table and attempted to forcibly uncross Ville’s arms. Ville had been placated by Bam’s sentiment, so he didn’t put up much of a fight and opened his arms to willingly accept the skater. Bam wasted no time nuzzling into Ville’s neck, sweetly kissing his Adam’s apple.
“Why do I love you?” Ville sarcastically questioned.
“Shut up. You know I’m the best thing that has ever happened to you.” Bam laughed.
“I guess…” Ville smirked.
“Anyway, Willa, I love you. Plus, you supply my brand of heroin and my needle is your cock.”
Ville chuckled at the twisted Twilight reference. “Bammie, you are so inappropriately sweet, I think. Or you’re just trying to get in my pants even if I'm not wearing any. Though, I’m pretty sure I’m okay with either one, but only because you made me breakfast.”
“So, do you want me to feed you or what?”
Author: twirl_away
Pairing: Vam
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Bam surprises Ville.
Disclaimer: DO. DK. DS.
Warnings: short crack-fic
Authors Notes: I was supposed to be writing a 4 page research paper that's due tomorrow... I wrote this instead. Hope you enjoy it!
Bam Margera walked into his bedroom holding a tray with a plate of chocolate chip pancakes garnished with strawberries, a cup of Earl Gray tea, and a vase of red carnations on it.
“Wake up, Ville!” he sing-songed to the sleeping form on the bed.
“Mmm. Whaddyawant?”
“Just sit up, pleeeease,” Bam whined.
So Ville slowly sat up, eyes widening when he spotted Bam’s homemade breakfast.
“Happy Mother’s Day!” Bam shouted before Ville could voice his disbelief.
“But I’m not a woman or a mother…” he replied, crossing his arms.
“I know, but if men were able to have socially acceptable STD’s you would totally be my baby mama,” Bam cackled, quieting down only when he saw Ville’s I’m-about-to-get-really-pissed-at-you face.
“Aww come on, Babe. I just wanted to celebrate you for a day! Please, don’t be mad.” Bam set the tray down on the bedside table and attempted to forcibly uncross Ville’s arms. Ville had been placated by Bam’s sentiment, so he didn’t put up much of a fight and opened his arms to willingly accept the skater. Bam wasted no time nuzzling into Ville’s neck, sweetly kissing his Adam’s apple.
“Why do I love you?” Ville sarcastically questioned.
“Shut up. You know I’m the best thing that has ever happened to you.” Bam laughed.
“I guess…” Ville smirked.
“Anyway, Willa, I love you. Plus, you supply my brand of heroin and my needle is your cock.”
Ville chuckled at the twisted Twilight reference. “Bammie, you are so inappropriately sweet, I think. Or you’re just trying to get in my pants even if I'm not wearing any. Though, I’m pretty sure I’m okay with either one, but only because you made me breakfast.”
“So, do you want me to feed you or what?”