Drabble: The Unsinkable Peter Burke (ADAD #28)
Title: The Unsinkable Peter Burke
Author: QWERTYfaced
Fandom: White Collar
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Genre: Drabble, gen, humor
Notes: For my A Drabble A Day personal challenge, and whitecollar100's Challenge 157 - Ocean. Thanks, reve_silencieux!
Summary: Peter proves that you can't keep a good man down. (Part 8 of A Battle of Wits.)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. All characters and settings belong to their respective copyright holders, not me. Which is why I don't have a custom-built chaise longue yet.
The floor was an ocean of fascinated, grinning faces, all pointed at Neal...or rather, at his desk. He lounged in his chair, wearing a forced air of casualness. The really observant might notice the delicate pink suffusing his ears.
In front of him, a woman swathed in black clasped her hands passionately in front of her impressive bosom. The overwhelming timbre of an soprano in full operatic voice soared triumphantly.
"And my heart will go on and on..."
As the audience applauded, she kissed him on the forehead.
Neal smiled. He'd already thought of nine ways to get revenge.
Author: QWERTYfaced
Fandom: White Collar
Wordcount: 100
Rating: G
Characters: Peter Burke, Neal Caffrey
Genre: Drabble, gen, humor
Notes: For my A Drabble A Day personal challenge, and whitecollar100's Challenge 157 - Ocean. Thanks, reve_silencieux!
Summary: Peter proves that you can't keep a good man down. (Part 8 of A Battle of Wits.)
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction. All characters and settings belong to their respective copyright holders, not me. Which is why I don't have a custom-built chaise longue yet.
The floor was an ocean of fascinated, grinning faces, all pointed at Neal...or rather, at his desk. He lounged in his chair, wearing a forced air of casualness. The really observant might notice the delicate pink suffusing his ears.
In front of him, a woman swathed in black clasped her hands passionately in front of her impressive bosom. The overwhelming timbre of an soprano in full operatic voice soared triumphantly.
"And my heart will go on and on..."
As the audience applauded, she kissed him on the forehead.
Neal smiled. He'd already thought of nine ways to get revenge.