Amusing GW crack
For covenmouse .
11xS (I need to write more of that just so that it exists!)
Une sighed, “Sally, can we please just get this over with?”
“No.” Her partner stood and smiled at her. “I’m not doing this until you’re relaxed. And, there are a couple of questions I want to ask first.”
“You couldn’t ask them before I was stuck in a flimsy patient gown and stirrups?” The woman glared at her lover and doctor. “I didn’t realize you were into power-play.”
Sally laughed, “I’m not. But, I figure this might be the only chance to get an honest answer. Why, exactly, are you doing this?”
Hilda’s answer was immediate, “I owe them.”
Frowning, Sally moved to the side of the table and took her lover’s hand, “If that’s your reason, I’m calling them and calling this off. They can find someone else. Hell, Dorothy would be a better choice than you if you’re doing this out of guilt.”
“You don’t understand, Sally. I made their lives Hell.” Her eyes were steel, and while there might be a trace of guilt, all Sally could see was determination, “And I will do whatever it takes to make it up to them.”
“Then make sure they’re safe. Work your ass off to keep any overly smart and privileged kids from throwing fuel on the fire and trying to start the war to end all wars. Maintain peace.” Sally smirked, “Oh wait, you already do all of that. Now, try again. Give me a good answer, or I will make this phone call.”
Une rolled her eyes, “Because I don’t want one. Which means, I am the right choice for what they want.” She held up the hand that Sally was not holding, “And yes, Dorothy is just as valid a choice on that measure, but she’s not partnered with the preeminent doctor who will make sure that she and the little…parasite…are well. Besides, you keep telling me to rest… to some degree, this will force me to.”
Sally shook her head, “That’d be convincing if you didn’t just call it a parasite.” She leaned down and kissed her lover. “I’m calling Quatre. They’re finding someone else.”
11xS (I need to write more of that just so that it exists!)
Une sighed, “Sally, can we please just get this over with?”
“No.” Her partner stood and smiled at her. “I’m not doing this until you’re relaxed. And, there are a couple of questions I want to ask first.”
“You couldn’t ask them before I was stuck in a flimsy patient gown and stirrups?” The woman glared at her lover and doctor. “I didn’t realize you were into power-play.”
Sally laughed, “I’m not. But, I figure this might be the only chance to get an honest answer. Why, exactly, are you doing this?”
Hilda’s answer was immediate, “I owe them.”
Frowning, Sally moved to the side of the table and took her lover’s hand, “If that’s your reason, I’m calling them and calling this off. They can find someone else. Hell, Dorothy would be a better choice than you if you’re doing this out of guilt.”
“You don’t understand, Sally. I made their lives Hell.” Her eyes were steel, and while there might be a trace of guilt, all Sally could see was determination, “And I will do whatever it takes to make it up to them.”
“Then make sure they’re safe. Work your ass off to keep any overly smart and privileged kids from throwing fuel on the fire and trying to start the war to end all wars. Maintain peace.” Sally smirked, “Oh wait, you already do all of that. Now, try again. Give me a good answer, or I will make this phone call.”
Une rolled her eyes, “Because I don’t want one. Which means, I am the right choice for what they want.” She held up the hand that Sally was not holding, “And yes, Dorothy is just as valid a choice on that measure, but she’s not partnered with the preeminent doctor who will make sure that she and the little…parasite…are well. Besides, you keep telling me to rest… to some degree, this will force me to.”
Sally shook her head, “That’d be convincing if you didn’t just call it a parasite.” She leaned down and kissed her lover. “I’m calling Quatre. They’re finding someone else.”