Now, initially, Puck had sworn and stomped around and been unhappy about the pony arrangement. Then he'd taken a look out into the hall, seen he was hardly alone in this, and realized that he might as well make the best of it
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"What else am I gonna do?" Puck all but whined, though he got distracted by actually looking at her. "You look pretty. I mean, for a horse. What's on your ass?"
"I don't know, pony stuff," Quinn said mildly. "Frolic. Graze."
She was trotting in circles as she spoke, almost breaking her neck as she tried to see her marking. "I think it's my Q!" she preened. "And you have that Jewish star thing. Hot."
"Why do we have tattoos on our asses?" Puck wondered, laughing as he watched her. "I think you're doing better with the pony thing than me. I think you like it."
"Hey, if it does," Puck said, trotting over to kind of...nuzzle at the side of her head, because it wasn't like he could do much more to reassure her, "you'll totally become the queen pony, and make all the other ponies your bitches! Or...mares, I guess."
"I don't mind it," Puck offered, smiling (...ponies could smile?) "but only 'cause you're like, the cutest pony. I mean, why are we weird colors, too?"
"Dude, we don't have to tell people it's us, but how often do you see a pink pony?" Puck pointed out. "...I mean, aside from the one that's a teacher. If we took pictures I bet I could sell 'em in Lima to someone stupid."
Then, with a snicker: "...wait, are you trying to work out?"
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She was trotting in circles as she spoke, almost breaking her neck as she tried to see her marking. "I think it's my Q!" she preened. "And you have that Jewish star thing. Hot."
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Plus, pony.
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Because she was totally in charge, of course.
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[OOC: Bedtime, SP?]
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[omg totes. And I am so sorry for my 'minor' SP turning into not answering for hours. Work got swaaaamped.]
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Even if she was one.
[OOC: No worries, I figured RL cropped up.]
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