Fic: Guns

[bob_fish]

Title: Guns
Characters: Riza and Rebecca (Riza/Miles, Havoc/Rebecca in the background)
Word Count: 181
Rating: PG for mild innuendo
Summary: Competitive Rebecca is competitive.
Notes: For randomcheeses' prompt, "Riza and Rebecca, discussing their men." This went Wrong Turn 'verse on me.

Comments

[brucethegirl]

BAHAHAHA! Oh Becky! I love it!

[bob_fish]

Rebecca is so incorrigible. I just have to start typing and off she goes. I don't know what this says about me.

Thanks!

[brucethegirl]

It says your amazing for writing havoc.rebecca so awesomely! And for writing havoc/rebecca period.

[bob_fish]

Aww, thank you! I bow to enemytosleep's ability to channel Rebecca, though, it's uncanny.

[havocmangawip]

I absolutely love this. Rebecca would SO DO THAT... and Jean would GRIN and let her measure...

[bob_fish]

Ha! Yes, exactly. Rebecca knows she can get away with it.

[havocmangawip]

TOTALLY laughing that Riza had to lie about knowing how much Miles can bench press!!

[bob_fish]

Well, of course they'd go to the gym together and spot each other! I'm picturing that and a lot of dog walking.

[a_big_apple]

Hah! I'm imagining Riza measuring Miles, and it involves a lot of raised eyebrows and sheepishness.

[bob_fish]

All round, I should imagine. They would treat Rebecca's more extreme antics the way my cats treat grooming: size up whether it's easiest just to stay still and co-operate, and then bolt as soon as they see a window of opportunity.

[a_big_apple]

XD XD So true.

[enemytosleep]

I approve. And I want the measurements too, dammit!

[bob_fish]

I knew you would.

[bob_fish]

Thanks! Rebecca is cheeky. Glad you liked!