(The Illustrated) Road Trip to Inanity
Title: Road Trip to Inanity (written and illustrated by Zabbers)
Characters: Sheppardino and Iantissimo, like Bob and Bing.
Setting: The landscape of my heart.
Privacy: Pretty Private. No, not a soldier. Unless you want to be Lamour.
Rated: It oughta be G, oughtn't it?
Because I've been gone too long. But the boys went on a road trip, it's ( Read more... )
Characters: Sheppardino and Iantissimo, like Bob and Bing.
Setting: The landscape of my heart.
Privacy: Pretty Private. No, not a soldier. Unless you want to be Lamour.
Rated: It oughta be G, oughtn't it?
Because I've been gone too long. But the boys went on a road trip, it's ( Read more... )
About twenty very small cups of coffee later, Ianto fet much better. It was sub-par coffee, but all things considered, any port in a storm and all that. Sheppard had joined Ianto at around cup number eleven, presumably because he'd grown bored with simply waiting.
"Now what?" he asked as Ianto replaced the umbrella.
Ianto frowned. He felt a bit...hic!
He looked around. Oh. That rather large thing was Sheppard's poorly-laced boot. Ianto looked up and up. A large hand with a black wristband reached down from the heavens, and thick fingers grasped Ianto about the collar, lifting him. Ianto kicked his feet ineffectually while he was brought to eye level with Sheppard.
"That was a good idea," Sheppard said, his voice loud and slow, like golden syrup. Ianto was set down, and then the fingers moved to the refreshment stand, which Sheppard picked up whole and brought to his mouth, gulping down all the rest of the coffee at once.
A moment later, a noise that rumbled the entire park, and then Ianto opened his eyes, disoriented. He was slouched by a cartoonish bin somewhere in what looked to be Frontierland.
Sheppard was back to normal size and picking himself up from the ground. He dusted off the back of his trousers.
"Well," he said brightly. "That was fun."
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