Party On, Dude! A birthday ficlet of the silliest variety
It is "tomorrow" in Australia, and tomorrow is the birthday of the fantabulous outinthestorm, so Happy Birthday, girlfriend, and many more to come!
*Sawyer and Hurley dialog ficlet of little consequence and less coherence for your amusement*
(A/N: In the south where I grew up, the term to shag meant "to go", or "to get going", which is quite a bit different from the meaning these days! No, StormChild, this is not Sawyer/Hurley slash!!! *g*)
Party On, Dude!
"It's not nice to, you know, sneak up on people, man."
"What d'ya mean, sneak up, Dumbo? I made enough noise coming through that grove to wake the dead. You gone hard a'hearin' from hunger or somethin'?"
"Dude, I didn't ask you to sit! What're you doing here, anyway?"
"Just thought I'd keep you company for a bit, that's all, lamb chop. What, you wanna be alone?"
"Nooooo. Yeah. Maybe. This is just so...not right. I mean, how'd you find me?"
"Tracked ya with my superior woodsman skills."
"Right. Try again, man."
"Hey! Don't be hurtin' my feelin's, now. Besides, didja ever notice the trail you leave when you cut through the brush? Don't need to be the great white hunter to track that!"
"Sawyer?"
"Hurley?"
"Any chance I could get you to, like, just go away?"
"And leave you out here all alone on your birthday, Baby Huey?"
"My birthday?"
"It is, ain't it?"
"Well, yeah. But how'd you..."
"You ain't the only one can read a manifest, or a passport, chief."
"But I lost my passport when we... What's that in your hand?"
"What? This little ol' thing?"
"Gimme that!"
"Settle down there, Big Daddy, I was just holdin' on to it for safekeepin', is all."
"Are you sure you won't just, like, disappear or something?"
"Negatory, good buddy. I'm on a mission."
"I'm so not going to help you find another frog, man, so forget it!"
"Jeeze, give it a rest, will ya, Barbar?"
"I told you, it's Babar."
"Potato. Potatoe. Whatever. Come on, lets go."
"Go where?"
"Back to the beach."
"Dude, I left the beach because I wanted to be alone, so going to the beach would, like, be the opposite of that."
"If you don't come with me, you're gonna spoil the surprise."
"Surprise?"
"Yeah. The surprise. Haul it on up outta there now, Virginia slim. Let's get a move on."
"Is is a good surprise?"
"Well, there's gonna be singing, and presents, and Dharma Twinkies and stuff. Ain't that good?"
"No way! Dude! There's a party for me?"
"Ah...damn. Did I say that?"
"No."
"Good. Lets shag it on outta here then. And bubba?"
"Yeah?"
"Think you can act surprised when we get there?"
"Totally, dude. Totally!"
The End
*Sawyer and Hurley dialog ficlet of little consequence and less coherence for your amusement*
(A/N: In the south where I grew up, the term to shag meant "to go", or "to get going", which is quite a bit different from the meaning these days! No, StormChild, this is not Sawyer/Hurley slash!!! *g*)
Party On, Dude!
"It's not nice to, you know, sneak up on people, man."
"What d'ya mean, sneak up, Dumbo? I made enough noise coming through that grove to wake the dead. You gone hard a'hearin' from hunger or somethin'?"
"Dude, I didn't ask you to sit! What're you doing here, anyway?"
"Just thought I'd keep you company for a bit, that's all, lamb chop. What, you wanna be alone?"
"Nooooo. Yeah. Maybe. This is just so...not right. I mean, how'd you find me?"
"Tracked ya with my superior woodsman skills."
"Right. Try again, man."
"Hey! Don't be hurtin' my feelin's, now. Besides, didja ever notice the trail you leave when you cut through the brush? Don't need to be the great white hunter to track that!"
"Sawyer?"
"Hurley?"
"Any chance I could get you to, like, just go away?"
"And leave you out here all alone on your birthday, Baby Huey?"
"My birthday?"
"It is, ain't it?"
"Well, yeah. But how'd you..."
"You ain't the only one can read a manifest, or a passport, chief."
"But I lost my passport when we... What's that in your hand?"
"What? This little ol' thing?"
"Gimme that!"
"Settle down there, Big Daddy, I was just holdin' on to it for safekeepin', is all."
"Are you sure you won't just, like, disappear or something?"
"Negatory, good buddy. I'm on a mission."
"I'm so not going to help you find another frog, man, so forget it!"
"Jeeze, give it a rest, will ya, Barbar?"
"I told you, it's Babar."
"Potato. Potatoe. Whatever. Come on, lets go."
"Go where?"
"Back to the beach."
"Dude, I left the beach because I wanted to be alone, so going to the beach would, like, be the opposite of that."
"If you don't come with me, you're gonna spoil the surprise."
"Surprise?"
"Yeah. The surprise. Haul it on up outta there now, Virginia slim. Let's get a move on."
"Is is a good surprise?"
"Well, there's gonna be singing, and presents, and Dharma Twinkies and stuff. Ain't that good?"
"No way! Dude! There's a party for me?"
"Ah...damn. Did I say that?"
"No."
"Good. Lets shag it on outta here then. And bubba?"
"Yeah?"
"Think you can act surprised when we get there?"
"Totally, dude. Totally!"
The End