INTERMISSION, VERSION TWO! Damn interlopers; we're supposed to be doing something else right now...
((Intermission: AKA What the @#$%; why are we here again? As I've said before, don't bother commenting on this post unless you really want to, as I'm attempting to deal with the metaphorical pain of my own design. However, I would really love it if you took the time to read it-it's funny as hell.))
"No, really; why are we here, my dear?"
Like I said, Arson, it's a LONG story, and you know I don't drink or smoke or shoot up, and since I'm hit with 'uncooperative mind-to-drawing-hand cramp', this is the only other outlet.
"You're just upset that you do not possess the metaphorical vertebral column necessary to get though all of your work and would rather be sharing this with others rather than making a effort to get though said work and/or trying to change yourself."
...How and why the hell did I come up with you? I know why I made your stepbrother, but that's beside the point.
"Maybe you just like fire a bit too much...or maybe you just want a victim or two to stuff into a pseudo-accurately cultural costume pertaining to the hilarity of imposing mismatched sexual dimorphism on a foreign species."
...You're still mad about the Southern Belle outfit I dolled you up in, aren't you?
"By now, not so much as mad as I am thoroughly confused and utterly mortified. *coughs* Which is nothing to say of what you put Hawkes in and how he took that..."
Ah-HA, I saw that laugh, you can't hide it from me... Anyway, you actually looked pretty good in that dress; most of the lace was white and not pink, so it wouldn't clash with your coloring, and I think the matching sunhat and fan, plus the black bows and ribbons, really added a touch of class.
"...Couldn't you have asked first? Did you even think to question yourself about the way we might feel? About how we might REACT?"
Oh, but it was such a valuable learning experience--I learned that with enough time and material to work with, it's possible to genderbend anyone without having to change the initial figure and/or structure...and we both learned that, uh, Hawkes looked really...interesting, in his outfit. Maybe I should have gone for Sweeny Todd Victorian rather than Lolita Victorian...
"Woman, I'm gonna kill you!"
Aw, hell on a stick...
"You might want to run..."
Good mech. You distract him, while I'll try to get back to work.
"Good plan; let's hope TraumaHawk doesn't decide to go with irony and decapitate you after dressing you up as one of Henry the VIII's wives."
Damn.
((...So, does this mean the fireman's outfit is out for you, Arson?
"...Just get back to work..."
Maybe I should try a flight suit for Hawkes instead--
"My dear, if you do not get to work this instant, I will assist TraumaHawk in hunting you down and administering excruciatingly painful poetic justice onto you!"
...Later.))
((End Intermission.))