Welcome to the Glee Angst Meme again! You know how these things work. You can come here and prompt your most angsty prompts, and write stories filling those angsty prompts to let our characters suffer
( Read more... )
Re: -FILL- Limits 2d/?haicrescendoOctober 24 2011, 02:15:43 UTC
“Anyway, he’s just the Doctor; best leave it at that. I’m Rose, feel like getting up off the floor?” The girl -Rose, he told himself- rocked to her feet and glanced down at him, extending a hand to him. Kurt just stared at it for a few seconds, wondering about hidden tentacles or claws but finding none. “Hey, I’m human, I promise. And I won’t eat you.” She waggled her fingers and Kurt finally took her hand, warm and normal underneath his fingers.
“Uh…nice to meet you. I’m Kurt.”
Something, whatever this whole thing was, was beginning to catch up with him and Kurt tried desperately not to think about how this was working or why this huge room was inside an old police box. He had a feeling he didn’t want to know. He’d try and wash the garbage out of his clothes and hopefully his pursuers would have gotten bored by the time he was done.
Despite Rose’s impressions, Kurt wasn’t positive that he wanted to stick around long enough to meet this ‘Doctor’, especially if he was going to be throwing a hissy fit over Kurt’s half-falling into his giant box.
By now, Rose had pushed open a door -Lord’s hairy balls, it was bigger?- and was beckoning him to follow her down a hallway that seemed to go on forever.
“There’s a loo just in here,” she informed him, pushing open another door that opened into an admittedly marvelous bathroom. “Take your time.”
And then the door closed and Kurt was left in there with all the marble and porcelain inside an old call box. For at least two minutes, all he could do was look around and try to get his bearings back, examining the tub and the toilet and the sink, all of it huge and luxurious. Rose had appeared genuinely shocked that he’d been able to enter when, in all actuality, the door had already been open. In retrospect, Kurt wasn’t sure why they opened to the inside when they had rather obvious little pull handles on them, but that was neither here nor there. He didn’t even know where he was anymore, much less capable of reasoning out why the doors were wrong.
The hallway was quiet and finally, after steadfastly ignoring his reflection in the large mirror, Kurt began to strip off his clothing, nose wrinkling at the smell.
“Uh…nice to meet you. I’m Kurt.”
Something, whatever this whole thing was, was beginning to catch up with him and Kurt tried desperately not to think about how this was working or why this huge room was inside an old police box. He had a feeling he didn’t want to know. He’d try and wash the garbage out of his clothes and hopefully his pursuers would have gotten bored by the time he was done.
Despite Rose’s impressions, Kurt wasn’t positive that he wanted to stick around long enough to meet this ‘Doctor’, especially if he was going to be throwing a hissy fit over Kurt’s half-falling into his giant box.
By now, Rose had pushed open a door -Lord’s hairy balls, it was bigger?- and was beckoning him to follow her down a hallway that seemed to go on forever.
“There’s a loo just in here,” she informed him, pushing open another door that opened into an admittedly marvelous bathroom. “Take your time.”
And then the door closed and Kurt was left in there with all the marble and porcelain inside an old call box. For at least two minutes, all he could do was look around and try to get his bearings back, examining the tub and the toilet and the sink, all of it huge and luxurious. Rose had appeared genuinely shocked that he’d been able to enter when, in all actuality, the door had already been open. In retrospect, Kurt wasn’t sure why they opened to the inside when they had rather obvious little pull handles on them, but that was neither here nor there. He didn’t even know where he was anymore, much less capable of reasoning out why the doors were wrong.
The hallway was quiet and finally, after steadfastly ignoring his reflection in the large mirror, Kurt began to strip off his clothing, nose wrinkling at the smell.
---
Reply
You just...
How did you do that?
How did you just break my heart whilst simultaneously making me so so happy?
Reply
(P.S. It's because I'm magic ohohohohoho.)
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment