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They taught him the meaning of friendship, undying loyalty, trust and family.
And they also taught him the meaning of the phrase "utter, utter bastards".
The food he bought was stolen from the fridge and eaten in front of him.
His toothbrush...ceased to be his toothbrush after the first night and the less he said about the general hygiene, or lack of hygiene, the better.
The swear words the Rogues traded...they were harsh, but apparently to them, they were terms of endearment. Piper had never heard someone say "sissy assmunch" with as much affection as Digger did.
Also, the brawls...Piper was reminded of Asterix everytime the Rogues engaged in a brawl. He didn´t participate anymore after the first time brought him a cracked rib and a stay at the hospital.
Sometimes, it was almost too much for him, he needed to get away, but ...every time that happened, his invisible guardian angel avenged him.
If Piper had believed in poetic justice, he would have taken those incidents as signs, but they seemed to have a more personal touch.
Like the time someone slipped blue dye in Len´s beer...blue dye that wouldn´t wash off, no matter how often he brushed his teeth. And afterwards, they found out that his toothpaste contained glitter..which also wouldn´t go off for a week.
Or the time Roscoe was constantly hit in the face from an egg-a-pult everytime he opened a door.
Piper´s favorite would be the day everyone´s pants vanished. Every single pair of trousers, boxers, underpants, leggings, tights and all of the costumes were missing. Also, every pair they bought(stole)after the mysterious vanishing, also went missing as soon as they took their eyes off them - when they were in the shower, undressed for bed...and even if they didn´t undress and kept them on when they went to sleep. They found them in the basement... a week after they went missing. In the meantime, Piper enjoyed his stay in the hospital (courtesy of that one brawl he participated in) fully clothed, getting visits from James who wore a thobe, Len in a kilt and Mark who wore a bedsheet in the fashion of a toga.
And Digger...what did not happen to Digger?
For every insult he dished out, he got payback. It came in the form of pizzas he never ordered (all Pizza Tonno which he despised...and subsequently used as projectiles), dye in the shower, a live skunk in his bed, boomerangs replaced with bananas (which he still threw at people) and finally the male kiss-o-gram who had been paid for 100 kisses and a love-song.
Piper knew in his heart that the Rogues were a decent bunch, that they never aimed to harm him, but sometimes were too rough for their own (and his) good.
That still didn´t stop him from feeling schadenfreude as he saw Mick slip on a banana peel, Mark walking into glass doors that hadn´t been there yesterday ago and Sam waking up with pink bunny ears that were glued to his hair.
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"Morning, Piper," he said, sat the bag down at the table and went to make himself some coffee.
"You´re in a good mood today," Piper observed, a small smile gracing his features.
"I am feeling happy. By the way, I brought croissants, dig in."
"Thank you, James."
Mentally, Piper counted to five.
"Bwa-ha-ha! Did he see it yet? Tell me, he saw it!" James bursted out.
"Mick has pink toes, congratulations, JJ."
"Ha! I am such a genius!"
"Personally, I think you had better ones," Piper said.
James turned around. He looked far too pleased and slightly evil.
"Wait until they´ve discovered the rest."
"There´s more?!"
"I´m a genius, told you. Besides, they had it coming. No one messes with you...well, besides me, of course."
Piper smirked.
"You can mess with me any time, JJ."
James smiled, grabbed his coffe and sat down next to Piper, their shoulders and thighs brushing. They shared a nice breakfast while in the other rooms of their hideout, Mick complained about his pink toenails, Sam tried to get rid off the chinese finger trap that had appeared on his fingers over the night, Len scrubbed at the sharpie moustache on his face, Mark searched for his wand in a haystack that hadn´t been there last night, Roscoe tore down posters depicting gay porn and Lisa wondered why her perfume smelled of fish.
The best kind of joy was schadenfreude.
(Digger woke up on a boat halfway to Singapore, but JJ didn´t have anyting to do with that.
Seriously.)
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this is the best sentence I´ve heard all day^^
*glomp*
love the image of James in a thobe XD
he´d look awesome in anything, but yeah...eyecandy^^
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This was as funny as it was cute. And I learned what "schadenfreude" means ! =D
Also, I love you. Because, really "Piper was reminded of Asterix everytime the Rogues engaged in a brawl" ? Soooooooooo true.
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Because, really "Piper was reminded of Asterix everytime the Rogues engaged in a brawl" ? Soooooooooo true.
it just fits.
Asterix ruuuules^^
oh great, now I have the mental image of the Rogues as gauls, beer being their magic potion, piper as the local bard, len as the chef on the shield and digger as the guy who fell into the "magic potion".
plus, flashes as romans....
crack ahoy!
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So do you !
Len would totally be the chief that his men let fall all the time.
And James would be Asterix, because really, the blond guy that everybody underestimate at first, but who is cunning and uses tricks to win ?
And Flashes as Romans XD
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