Early Wake Up Call
Title: Early Wake Up Call
Author: Viv
Genre: humor, fluff.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Simple Plan [music - band]
Pairing: David/Pierre
Disclaimer: *shakes head* of course they're mine, like, DUH!
Summary: “Shut up and let me sleep.” [wherein there is only a simple conversation - standalone]
“Get your ass out of bed.”
“…”
“Come on, babe.”
“Mmmmm…”
“DUDE!”
“WHAT?!”
“Wake up, wake up darling, the sun is rising, the birds are chirping, the squirrels are munching, the cats are hunting, the mailman is dancing and I’m singing!”
“…last part was a complete turn-off, not helping you to convince me out of bed.”
“Get up and say hi to the pretty flowers and lovely trees that Mother Nature created!”
“I’m gonna kill you.”
“Take a good shower and sing to your heart’s content!”
“It’s fucking nine in the morning.”
“Sing! Sing and talk and dance and move for the world!”
“Shut up and let me sleep.”
“BABY!”
“TABARNAK, QU’EST-CE Q’TU VEUX?!” [dammit, what d’you want?]
“You!”
“Fucking bastard…”
“I want your ass.”
“Piss off.”
“HONEY!!”
“…”
“SWEETIE!”
“…”
“MUFFIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!”
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!”
“BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
“WHATWHATWHATWHATWHAT?!?!”
“Nothing, I just like saying my nicknames for you!”
“Stupid dick...”
“Hey! Our video is playing on MusiquePlus!”
“… I’m trying to sleep here.”
“Look look! You were damn hot man.”
“Wacko.”
“Yes, hot stuff?”
“Did you already eat? What did you eat?”
“I drank three- no four cups of coffee and a bowl of Lucky Charm and two Eggos covered with butter and syrup and-”
“Oh great, you high on caffeine and sugar, just what we needed…”
“Well if you were here, I would’ve had you instead!”
“… Why don’t you just bring your tight ass over here?”
“Errrrrrrrrrr… Good idea!”
“Yes, and then annoy the crap out of me while I try to go back to sleep.”
“What, I’m annoying? But- mais- mais-” [but- but-]
“Very. Now would you just stop yapping away?”
“But you always tell me I’m so adorable and dorky and you love my dorkiness!”
“Not a nine… o-eight in the morning when my brain has not yet regained its ability to absorb and process anything that goes through it.”
“I love it when your sarcastic-self shines through.”
“Are you mocking me?”
“Course not!”
“You are.”
“No, I’m not!”
“SI!”
“See, I knew your brain was functioning properly, contrary to what you just claimed!”
“Oh shut up Boo.”
“Don’t call me that, you know I hate that nickname.”
“I warned you that my brain wasn’t switched to ‘on’ yet.”
“Why are you so grumpy?”
“Because you made me stay up very late last night- or early this morning actually AND you’re waking me up when I barely had any sleep!”
“You’re no fun.”
“I am but not when some hyper freak disturbs me when I’m trying to sleep.”
“… tu parles-tu de moi?” [are you talking about me?]
“Haven’t you ever noticed that bright sign that flashes ‘hyper rambling dude’ over your head whenever you open your mouth?”
“You’re hurting me.”
“You’re pissing me off.”
“But I love you!”
“And I love you too but my brain’s not cooperating at this time of the day.”
“…”
“… why are you growling?”
“…”
“… Pierre?”
“…”
“Oh great, now he’s grumpy too.”
“…”
“You can’t be frustrated now! I’m finally done with my ‘I’m-so-pissed-right-now’ moment of the day and if you’re mad now then I’ll spend the next fifteen minutes trying to cheer you up and when it finally works then I’ll be the one who’s down and grumpy again-”
“I love making you feel all guilty so that you go on ‘rambling’ mode.”
“Ah ferme là.” [shut up.]
“I love you too.”
“I know.”
“Now can I come over and greet my boyfriend good morning?”
“Depend. I don’t think your boyfriend is overly thrilled right now.”
“Well would it help if I bring him a nice breakfast and a sweet little kiss?”
“Let me ask him.”
“Tell him I’ll take him out, just him and me.”
“He’s thinking about it.”
“…”
“…”
“Oh COME ON David!”
“Alright, ok, d’accord, c’est correct!” [alright, it’s fine!]
“OUI!”
“Better be good.”
“It will be, only the best for my love!”
“Corny.”
“But ever so sweet.”
“I guess so… well, just let yourself in.”
“Of course.”
“Ok, go.”
“I love you!”
“Yeah, I love my-”
“HEY!”
“-self and you too. Now hang up.”
“David?”
…
“David?”
…
“DAVID?!”
…
“Ah fuck, he really did hang up.”
---
April 25, 2004.
[Edit - 28 avril, 2006:] Alright, for the still confused ones...
Pissy-boy trying to get back to sleep ---> David
Sugar-high boy trying to get his boyfriend outta bed ---> Pierre
Talk about weird telephone conversation.
YeaH, I'm a little late. Huh.
[/edit - 28 avril 2006]
Author: Viv
Genre: humor, fluff.
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Simple Plan [music - band]
Pairing: David/Pierre
Disclaimer: *shakes head* of course they're mine, like, DUH!
Summary: “Shut up and let me sleep.” [wherein there is only a simple conversation - standalone]
“Get your ass out of bed.”
“…”
“Come on, babe.”
“Mmmmm…”
“DUDE!”
“WHAT?!”
“Wake up, wake up darling, the sun is rising, the birds are chirping, the squirrels are munching, the cats are hunting, the mailman is dancing and I’m singing!”
“…last part was a complete turn-off, not helping you to convince me out of bed.”
“Get up and say hi to the pretty flowers and lovely trees that Mother Nature created!”
“I’m gonna kill you.”
“Take a good shower and sing to your heart’s content!”
“It’s fucking nine in the morning.”
“Sing! Sing and talk and dance and move for the world!”
“Shut up and let me sleep.”
“BABY!”
“TABARNAK, QU’EST-CE Q’TU VEUX?!” [dammit, what d’you want?]
“You!”
“Fucking bastard…”
“I want your ass.”
“Piss off.”
“HONEY!!”
“…”
“SWEETIE!”
“…”
“MUFFIIIIIIIIIIIIN!!!”
“WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT?!”
“BABYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!!!”
“WHATWHATWHATWHATWHAT?!?!”
“Nothing, I just like saying my nicknames for you!”
“Stupid dick...”
“Hey! Our video is playing on MusiquePlus!”
“… I’m trying to sleep here.”
“Look look! You were damn hot man.”
“Wacko.”
“Yes, hot stuff?”
“Did you already eat? What did you eat?”
“I drank three- no four cups of coffee and a bowl of Lucky Charm and two Eggos covered with butter and syrup and-”
“Oh great, you high on caffeine and sugar, just what we needed…”
“Well if you were here, I would’ve had you instead!”
“… Why don’t you just bring your tight ass over here?”
“Errrrrrrrrrr… Good idea!”
“Yes, and then annoy the crap out of me while I try to go back to sleep.”
“What, I’m annoying? But- mais- mais-” [but- but-]
“Very. Now would you just stop yapping away?”
“But you always tell me I’m so adorable and dorky and you love my dorkiness!”
“Not a nine… o-eight in the morning when my brain has not yet regained its ability to absorb and process anything that goes through it.”
“I love it when your sarcastic-self shines through.”
“Are you mocking me?”
“Course not!”
“You are.”
“No, I’m not!”
“SI!”
“See, I knew your brain was functioning properly, contrary to what you just claimed!”
“Oh shut up Boo.”
“Don’t call me that, you know I hate that nickname.”
“I warned you that my brain wasn’t switched to ‘on’ yet.”
“Why are you so grumpy?”
“Because you made me stay up very late last night- or early this morning actually AND you’re waking me up when I barely had any sleep!”
“You’re no fun.”
“I am but not when some hyper freak disturbs me when I’m trying to sleep.”
“… tu parles-tu de moi?” [are you talking about me?]
“Haven’t you ever noticed that bright sign that flashes ‘hyper rambling dude’ over your head whenever you open your mouth?”
“You’re hurting me.”
“You’re pissing me off.”
“But I love you!”
“And I love you too but my brain’s not cooperating at this time of the day.”
“…”
“… why are you growling?”
“…”
“… Pierre?”
“…”
“Oh great, now he’s grumpy too.”
“…”
“You can’t be frustrated now! I’m finally done with my ‘I’m-so-pissed-right-now’ moment of the day and if you’re mad now then I’ll spend the next fifteen minutes trying to cheer you up and when it finally works then I’ll be the one who’s down and grumpy again-”
“I love making you feel all guilty so that you go on ‘rambling’ mode.”
“Ah ferme là.” [shut up.]
“I love you too.”
“I know.”
“Now can I come over and greet my boyfriend good morning?”
“Depend. I don’t think your boyfriend is overly thrilled right now.”
“Well would it help if I bring him a nice breakfast and a sweet little kiss?”
“Let me ask him.”
“Tell him I’ll take him out, just him and me.”
“He’s thinking about it.”
“…”
“…”
“Oh COME ON David!”
“Alright, ok, d’accord, c’est correct!” [alright, it’s fine!]
“OUI!”
“Better be good.”
“It will be, only the best for my love!”
“Corny.”
“But ever so sweet.”
“I guess so… well, just let yourself in.”
“Of course.”
“Ok, go.”
“I love you!”
“Yeah, I love my-”
“HEY!”
“-self and you too. Now hang up.”
“David?”
…
“David?”
…
“DAVID?!”
…
“Ah fuck, he really did hang up.”
---
April 25, 2004.
[Edit - 28 avril, 2006:] Alright, for the still confused ones...
Pissy-boy trying to get back to sleep ---> David
Sugar-high boy trying to get his boyfriend outta bed ---> Pierre
Talk about weird telephone conversation.
YeaH, I'm a little late. Huh.
[/edit - 28 avril 2006]