day 9 - gundam wing
Space Sundial Madness! uhh, what's a gnomon?
Gundam Wing, gen. 140 words.
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Wufei eyed the package like it might bite him. The card had been signed by both Duo and Heero, so perhaps whatever was in there wouldn't be pure evil - though Heero had proven to be more easily corruptible than anyone would have thought.
Well, he supposed it had to be opened sooner or later. Courage (or possibly resignation) gathered, Wufei began tearing off the wrapping paper.
Box open, he carefully examined the contents. "Son of a - !" There in the box - his supposed birthday present - lay a very lovingly crafted sundial, with a very obviously phallic gnomon. A familiar sundial too, as he'd interestingly enough given it to Hilde in retaliation for the ceramic kitten statues he'd received on his Preventers' anniversary.
He'd been regifted. No, worse - he'd been re-regifted.
Wufei closed the box back up. This meant war.
Gundam Wing, gen. 140 words.
~*~
Wufei eyed the package like it might bite him. The card had been signed by both Duo and Heero, so perhaps whatever was in there wouldn't be pure evil - though Heero had proven to be more easily corruptible than anyone would have thought.
Well, he supposed it had to be opened sooner or later. Courage (or possibly resignation) gathered, Wufei began tearing off the wrapping paper.
Box open, he carefully examined the contents. "Son of a - !" There in the box - his supposed birthday present - lay a very lovingly crafted sundial, with a very obviously phallic gnomon. A familiar sundial too, as he'd interestingly enough given it to Hilde in retaliation for the ceramic kitten statues he'd received on his Preventers' anniversary.
He'd been regifted. No, worse - he'd been re-regifted.
Wufei closed the box back up. This meant war.