MCA #4 | Saturday Afternoon

[guardian_god]

Plastic was not a form suitable for...any kind of movement at all, really, and Dimitri was less than thrilled with his state. Just trying to get out of bed had involved a good deal of rolling that had ended with injury to furniture and a hand (if you could call it a hand) that now faced the wrong direction

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[guardianborn]

There was a pounding at Dimitri's apartment's door. Someone with plastic hands wasn't very good at fumbling for a key.

Someone also was pissed.

[guardian_god]

After Dimitri had broken down his bedroom door (much like the Kool-Aid man), he was wandering the apartment, trying to find a way to fix his hand when he heard the knock.

Like he could turn that knob. "Who is it?" Dimitri called through the door.

[guardianborn]

"Who the hell do you think it is?" Rose snapped. She was so thrilled. "Please tell me it's not just me, right?"

[guardian_god]

It wasn't like he could guess based on a knock. "Good luck getting inside," Dimitri muttered.

Of course, her hand probably wasn't facing the wrong way.

[guardianborn]

Since he was obviously there and wasn't making any more to actually let her in, Rose tried to pull the door open.

"...oh my god, you only have one eye."

[guardian_god]

His visible eyebrow was lifted appropriately to reflect his annoyance with her statement. And his one eye totally noticed her giant, plastic boobs.

"You're one to judge."

[guardianborn]

"Oh shut up," she snapped, wanting to put her hands over those gigantic plastic breasts. The lack of elbows made it hard though. "What the hell is wrong with today? I'd rather be a freaking guy again."

[guardian_god]

"I refuse to comment," Dimitri decided, not wanting to bring any other transformation down on himself. "And hope my hand isn't broken whenever this is over."

[guardianborn]

"What'd you do to your hand?" she asked, momentarily distracted by the broken situation.

[guardian_god]

"There were...complications getting out of bed this morning. How in the world did you get up the stairs?" Seriously, it wasn't fair if she was more bendy than he was.

[guardianborn]

"I kinda...pushed my way up," Rose said, wishing she could make a face beyond squishing her mouth a little. "You broke your hand with complications?"

[guardian_god]

"An unfortunate connection with the dresser," he said, lifting the arm straight out to show her. "This is not my day."

[guardianborn]

Rose stared at the backwards hand and started laughing. "Wow. Wow."

[guardian_god]

"I wouldn't laugh if I were you," Dimitri warned. "I think your painted-on clothes are peeling."

[guardianborn]

"They're not painted on," she protested, stomping into the apartment finally. "They're not that tight! God."

[guardian_god]

He reached his arm straight and twisted at the waist to smack the door shut again. "Your plastic breasts are showing."

It was too bad his lips couldn't curl into a smirk.