Five Things

Feb 27, 2008 18:44

What do you know, apparently whining to Life in your LJ works. *pleased* Sweet.

So! Okay, not only am I going to be totally productive this weekend (Leap Day!), I also kind of want to do a Five Things post.

The Five Things Post (Zomg!!!!!11!)You know the drill: comment with a suggestion of five things (ex. 5 times Nate Novarro got some) and I'll ( Read more... )

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formerlydf March 1 2008, 02:42:31 UTC
So, I'm seconding the genius idea thing, because this? Possibly the most amazing prompt, ever. As you can probably tell by the fact that it's so ridiculously long, wow. Also, I don't actually hate seaweed salad. I just thought I'd mention this.

Five Times Nate Was The Only One In The Cobras To Be Getting Any

1. Nate is really, really glad that he hadn't eaten that seaweed salad. His bandmates, however, don't seem to share his distaste for what is essentially slimy shit dredged up from the bottom of the ocean, which wouldn't ordinarily affect Nate - they can eat whatever they want, he doesn't care - except that in this case, the seaweed turned out to be rancid or something and they all got food poisoning. Nate's trying really hard not to be amused by this, which isn't too difficult when it's only him surrounded by vomiting friends, but gets a lot harder once the hot, on-call EMT wanders in. Seriously hot; she's got a tattoo peeking out from under her sleeve and she's exactly his height, which makes Nate fall a little in love. He's really sick of being around people who are taller than him.

Gabe is too sick to manage even a good-natured leer. Ryland's natural ability to charm people off their feet has vanished, and Alex and Victoria just look completely wrecked. Meanwhile, the hot EMT has been flirting with Nate and he is never eating seaweed again, if this is what it gets him. "They'll be fine," the EMT - Kay, she'd told him, with a hand on his shoulder - says. "I'll give them something that should help, but mostly they should just lie down, keep a bowl by their beds, and wait. I'm going off shift in about 10 minutes." Her voice doesn't change as she says, "I'm definitely going to need to take a shower after this, and then I think I'm going to get dinner. Interested?"

Nate smiles. "Sounds great," he says, ignoring Victoria's curses behind him.

2. "Ugh," Alex says, dropping his head down on the table but managing to keep his hand of cards away from Gabe's prying eyes. Gabe is a complete cheater when it comes to Go Fish. "I haven't had sex in weeks. Got any fours?"

"Alex, we have a lady present," Ryland says in his primmest voice, nodding towards Vicky T. "Also, go fish."

"Go cobra," Gabe tries to correct, but nobody listens.

Vicky T snorts. "Yeah, I haven't had an orgasm in a month. Gabe, sevens?" He sulkily hands over a card, but Ryland has no sevens when she asks, so she pulls a card out of the pile.

Alex gapes. "Seriously?"

She shrugs. "I haven't had time."

"If we're being honest," Ryland says, frowning at his cards like they've offended him, "I haven't either."

"Gabe?" Alex asks, and Gabe says, "What, are you kidding? Of course I have!" Vicky T gives him an arch look, and makes a face as he admits, "No."

There's a silence, and all four turn expectantly to Nate. "What?" he asks innocently. "Alex, you got any fives?"

"Go shove a fishing pole up your ass," Alex grumbles, and Nate may or may not be smirking when he says, "I don't need to."

3. So they're pretty much isolated while they're recording the CD, which leads to near celibacy for most of Cobra Starship, but... Okay, Patrick is really hot. Seriously. And apparently, both of them have the same desire to have sex in a recording studio. (And in Nate's bed, and against the wall, and in the kitchen, both on the table and on the counter, and on the couch, and then in the recording studio again. Nate doesn't say any of this to his bandmates; he doesn't want to rub it in their faces, after all.) Whatever, they're totally just jealous that all of their attempts to hit on Patrick failed.

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