Fic - DOOL - In which Dougie LeClair was scarred for life
Title: In which Dougie LeClair was scarred for life
Author: gizmonic
Fandom: Days of our Lives
Word Count:
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dougie manages to stop Bope from doing that, after previously hiding under their bed.
Author’s Notes: This is for Katie XD I suppose you'd have to join Salem_usa (hint hint) to get it. Dougie = Hope's little brother, whom we picture as Robert Downey Jr. Oh, and non-beta'd 'cos I dun care atm.
"No. No, no, no, no, NO!"
Bo and Hope nearly jump out of their skins when a loud voice coming from underneath (?!) their bed shouts. Surprised would be an understatement when they see Hope's younger brother frantically crawling out. He looked as if he were in pain.
"Dougie, what are you doing?!" Hope demanded, her surprise turning more into annoyance.
Dougie held up his hands in defense, still looking as if he had just witnessed some traumatic. With his point of view, he did. "Oh, you know, just busily being completely SCARRED FOR LIFE. What are you two doing?"
"She means what were you doing underneath our bed, idiot." Bo said, obviously very passed by being just annoyed.
Dougie rubbed his eyes (anything to distract him from this very, very awkward moment). "You know, it's a funny story..."
"Great, I need a chuckle after what just happened," Bo muttered, which made Hope elbow him in the ribs. He let out a tiny yelp and started to rub his side, letting Dougie continue.
"You see, it all started because I needed some cash." Dougie told them sheepishly, "Nothing big, just a couple of dollars. Maybe five. Ten at the most."
"So you were going to steal it from us?" Hope asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No! Oh, no. No. I was going to ask you, darling sister of mine, if I could borrow some." Dougie explained. "But see, I couldn't find you anywhere. Believe it or not, this house is like some sort of fun maze. I get lost just trying to find the bathroom." He let out a nervous laugh.
"There's an upstairs and a downstairs." Bo said slowly. "How hard is it to make your way around?"
Dougie narrowed his eyes. "Of course you would say that, Bo. You've been living here for years."
"Oh, for the love of..." Bo quickly shut up again when Hope nudged him.
"Anyway, I went to see if you were up in your bedroom," Dougie looked at his sister, "You weren't. Obviously. So I was about to leave when I heard voices. I wasn't sure what else to do, so I sort of...hide under your bed." He finished lamely.
"That's it?" Hope asked.
"Uh, yes, actually."
"Dougie." Bo said.
"Yeah?"
"Get out." Bo then chucked one of their pillows at him. Dougie dodged it as if it were nothing and glared.
"Fine. But if I wake up screaming in the middle of the night, you know what brought it on." He pointed two fingers at both Bo and Hope before exiting their room.
Once the door was shut, Hope turned to Bo. "Did you have to be so mean?"
"I wasn't being mean!" Bo said defensively. "I was merely making a valid point."
"Which was...?"
"Don't interrupt when I'm making sweet love to my gorgeous wife?"
"Try again, mister." Hope said, getting off the bed.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Bo exclaimed.
Hope walked over to the mirror and began to adjust herself. "Nope, no more "sweet love" until you're nice to my brother."
"Aw, FancyFace, this isn't fair!" Bo whined from the bed.
Hope turned around and walked over to him. She smiled seductively and bent down as if to kiss him. Instead (much to Bo's disappointment) she whispered, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all." She winked and left the room, leaving a really sad Bo to think.
Author: gizmonic
Fandom: Days of our Lives
Word Count:
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dougie manages to stop Bope from doing that, after previously hiding under their bed.
Author’s Notes: This is for Katie XD I suppose you'd have to join Salem_usa (hint hint) to get it. Dougie = Hope's little brother, whom we picture as Robert Downey Jr. Oh, and non-beta'd 'cos I dun care atm.
"No. No, no, no, no, NO!"
Bo and Hope nearly jump out of their skins when a loud voice coming from underneath (?!) their bed shouts. Surprised would be an understatement when they see Hope's younger brother frantically crawling out. He looked as if he were in pain.
"Dougie, what are you doing?!" Hope demanded, her surprise turning more into annoyance.
Dougie held up his hands in defense, still looking as if he had just witnessed some traumatic. With his point of view, he did. "Oh, you know, just busily being completely SCARRED FOR LIFE. What are you two doing?"
"She means what were you doing underneath our bed, idiot." Bo said, obviously very passed by being just annoyed.
Dougie rubbed his eyes (anything to distract him from this very, very awkward moment). "You know, it's a funny story..."
"Great, I need a chuckle after what just happened," Bo muttered, which made Hope elbow him in the ribs. He let out a tiny yelp and started to rub his side, letting Dougie continue.
"You see, it all started because I needed some cash." Dougie told them sheepishly, "Nothing big, just a couple of dollars. Maybe five. Ten at the most."
"So you were going to steal it from us?" Hope asked, raising an eyebrow.
"No! Oh, no. No. I was going to ask you, darling sister of mine, if I could borrow some." Dougie explained. "But see, I couldn't find you anywhere. Believe it or not, this house is like some sort of fun maze. I get lost just trying to find the bathroom." He let out a nervous laugh.
"There's an upstairs and a downstairs." Bo said slowly. "How hard is it to make your way around?"
Dougie narrowed his eyes. "Of course you would say that, Bo. You've been living here for years."
"Oh, for the love of..." Bo quickly shut up again when Hope nudged him.
"Anyway, I went to see if you were up in your bedroom," Dougie looked at his sister, "You weren't. Obviously. So I was about to leave when I heard voices. I wasn't sure what else to do, so I sort of...hide under your bed." He finished lamely.
"That's it?" Hope asked.
"Uh, yes, actually."
"Dougie." Bo said.
"Yeah?"
"Get out." Bo then chucked one of their pillows at him. Dougie dodged it as if it were nothing and glared.
"Fine. But if I wake up screaming in the middle of the night, you know what brought it on." He pointed two fingers at both Bo and Hope before exiting their room.
Once the door was shut, Hope turned to Bo. "Did you have to be so mean?"
"I wasn't being mean!" Bo said defensively. "I was merely making a valid point."
"Which was...?"
"Don't interrupt when I'm making sweet love to my gorgeous wife?"
"Try again, mister." Hope said, getting off the bed.
"Hey, wait a minute!" Bo exclaimed.
Hope walked over to the mirror and began to adjust herself. "Nope, no more "sweet love" until you're nice to my brother."
"Aw, FancyFace, this isn't fair!" Bo whined from the bed.
Hope turned around and walked over to him. She smiled seductively and bent down as if to kiss him. Instead (much to Bo's disappointment) she whispered, "If you don't have anything nice to say, don't say it at all." She winked and left the room, leaving a really sad Bo to think.