Big Wolf on Campus: No further than this
Title: No further than this
Day/Theme: July 26th | Your companion of soul understanding
Series: Big Wolf on Campus
Character/Pairing: Merton, Lori.
Rating: G
31_days fic.
Merton was full of despair. The darkness, he told Lori, bespoke of the long, dreary days which stretched out before him. The flickering candles--growing ever lower, their flames ever fainter--were the symbol of his dwindling hope.
"Alone, again," Merton whined, holding a trembling hand to his lips.
Lori at her watch, and cursed Tommy.
"Am I asking too much, Lori? Truly? All that I want is a woman as brilliant and charming as I." He paused. "And hot. Yes--brilliant, and charming, and hot. A true soul-mate."
"Merton," Lori said.
"I fear that I'm doomed to spend my life alone! Misunderstood, and unappreciated. All true geniuses do suffer, I suppose, but this," Merton made a sweeping gesture before his body, "is too fine a specimen of manhood to be so cruelly neglected! Where is she, Lori? The woman who will shatter the dark clouds of--"
Lori tossed a pillow at him. Merton oomphed when it hit his head. Satisfied, Lori smiled. "Merton, shut up."
Merton's eyes were huge and wounded.
"You have me, and you have Tommy. Maybe we don't always get you," Lori said, "but then, I don't think anyone could."
"Well. I suppose you are trying."
Lori rolled her eyes, and turned on the lights.
--end
Day/Theme: July 26th | Your companion of soul understanding
Series: Big Wolf on Campus
Character/Pairing: Merton, Lori.
Rating: G
31_days fic.
Merton was full of despair. The darkness, he told Lori, bespoke of the long, dreary days which stretched out before him. The flickering candles--growing ever lower, their flames ever fainter--were the symbol of his dwindling hope.
"Alone, again," Merton whined, holding a trembling hand to his lips.
Lori at her watch, and cursed Tommy.
"Am I asking too much, Lori? Truly? All that I want is a woman as brilliant and charming as I." He paused. "And hot. Yes--brilliant, and charming, and hot. A true soul-mate."
"Merton," Lori said.
"I fear that I'm doomed to spend my life alone! Misunderstood, and unappreciated. All true geniuses do suffer, I suppose, but this," Merton made a sweeping gesture before his body, "is too fine a specimen of manhood to be so cruelly neglected! Where is she, Lori? The woman who will shatter the dark clouds of--"
Lori tossed a pillow at him. Merton oomphed when it hit his head. Satisfied, Lori smiled. "Merton, shut up."
Merton's eyes were huge and wounded.
"You have me, and you have Tommy. Maybe we don't always get you," Lori said, "but then, I don't think anyone could."
"Well. I suppose you are trying."
Lori rolled her eyes, and turned on the lights.
--end