Flash Gordon drabble: the Egg talk
btw, are there any LJ communities or Egroups for Flash Gordon fanfics?
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Title: the Egg talk
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: innuendo.
POV: Flash Gordon’s.
Pairings: Um…Flash/Baylin innuendo, but nothing really.
Characters: Flash, Baylin; mention of Dale and the ex.
Spoilers: Episode Two.
Genre: drabble
Word Count: 124
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. This is written only for fun, and I make no money from this.
Short Summary: Over breakfast, Flash and Baylin chat.
No, I don’t know if this is before or after he teaches her about showers. :)
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“So, Baylin of the Verden,” I ask, standing at the stove, “you want your eggs scrambled or sunny-side-up?”
“Divided,” she says.
“Okay,” and prepare scrambled eggs.
A few minutes later, “Thank you.”
“You mean for the eggs?” I ask. “No problem.”
“For not seconding Dale Arden of the…”
“The Ardens,” I supply, hoping I haven’t accidentally suggested Dale’s royalty or anything - I’d never live that down.
“For not seconding her opinion.”
“Which one’s that? She’s got a b-“ and I bet I know which opinion Baylin’s referring to. “Sending you and your ex back through the Rift? Wait a minute, you heard that? How - You were invisible, weren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Well… you’re welcome.”
“My eggs are ready,” she says, standing right behind me.
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The End
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Title: the Egg talk
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: innuendo.
POV: Flash Gordon’s.
Pairings: Um…Flash/Baylin innuendo, but nothing really.
Characters: Flash, Baylin; mention of Dale and the ex.
Spoilers: Episode Two.
Genre: drabble
Word Count: 124
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters. This is written only for fun, and I make no money from this.
Short Summary: Over breakfast, Flash and Baylin chat.
No, I don’t know if this is before or after he teaches her about showers. :)
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“So, Baylin of the Verden,” I ask, standing at the stove, “you want your eggs scrambled or sunny-side-up?”
“Divided,” she says.
“Okay,” and prepare scrambled eggs.
A few minutes later, “Thank you.”
“You mean for the eggs?” I ask. “No problem.”
“For not seconding Dale Arden of the…”
“The Ardens,” I supply, hoping I haven’t accidentally suggested Dale’s royalty or anything - I’d never live that down.
“For not seconding her opinion.”
“Which one’s that? She’s got a b-“ and I bet I know which opinion Baylin’s referring to. “Sending you and your ex back through the Rift? Wait a minute, you heard that? How - You were invisible, weren’t you?”
“Yes.”
“Well… you’re welcome.”
“My eggs are ready,” she says, standing right behind me.
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The End