You're a mean one
WHO: Wu and Orson
WHERE: Fisting House
WHEN: Tonight?
WARNINGS: None Kissing. Adorable, saccharine kissing.
SUMMARY: All heroes in the City liked Christmas a lot,
But Orson, who lived just north of the MAC, did not.
Orson hated Christmas - the whole Christmas season.
Oh, please don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason.
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight
Or maybe his head wasn't screwed on just right,
But I think that the best reason of all
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small...
FORMAT: Whatever we feel like
Wu stands in the doorway of the kitchen, considering the living room of their new apartment. Well, she doesn't actually care much about the room, per se. It's the man sitting on the couch and staring grumpily at the wall who is the focus of her attention. She knows that his bad mood is partly due to the time of year, but why he'd be upset during one of this culture's festive celebrations is a mystery to her.
Still, listening to the radio today had given her an idea. She pats her pocket thoughtfully, then sashays towards the couch where Orson is sitting.
"//You are depressing our successor, you know.//"
WHERE: Fisting House
WHEN: Tonight?
WARNINGS: None Kissing. Adorable, saccharine kissing.
SUMMARY: All heroes in the City liked Christmas a lot,
But Orson, who lived just north of the MAC, did not.
Orson hated Christmas - the whole Christmas season.
Oh, please don't ask why, no one quite knows the reason.
It could be, perhaps, that his shoes were too tight
Or maybe his head wasn't screwed on just right,
But I think that the best reason of all
May have been that his heart was two sizes too small...
FORMAT: Whatever we feel like
Wu stands in the doorway of the kitchen, considering the living room of their new apartment. Well, she doesn't actually care much about the room, per se. It's the man sitting on the couch and staring grumpily at the wall who is the focus of her attention. She knows that his bad mood is partly due to the time of year, but why he'd be upset during one of this culture's festive celebrations is a mystery to her.
Still, listening to the radio today had given her an idea. She pats her pocket thoughtfully, then sashays towards the couch where Orson is sitting.
"//You are depressing our successor, you know.//"