Aug 11, 2009 03:15
[Ahhh, video posts on Zack’s journal. That’s never good, right? The last one resulted in a gender-swapped Cloud being binded by Elena, and what could ever top that?]
Almost done...
[He murmurs it to himself, and at first all you see is his back. His arms are moving, higher, higher, and he’s humming to himself.]
I don’t know how you do this every day, Spike.
[It continues for another minute, two, and finally he steps away, granting the watcher a full view of his “handiwork”. Side by side, Aaron and Cloud stand, both looking strangely dismayed. It’s not really a wonder why, either; Aaron is now sporting Cloud’s signature spikes while Cloud’s hair is smoothed down, flat with werewolf’s customary middle part.]
I hope you die.
I don’t know; I don’t think it’s THAT bad.
[And this is when Zack smiles. It’s one of his more…evil ones.]
Now, Cloud, for the sailor suit.
DIE.
Um, at least switch direwolves? Remember, you lost the bet. One day. One day of this.
If I had known you would actually eat that three-headed fish....
Oh, I’ll pay for it later, I’m sure. But this? Totally worth it.
aaron,
bets will be the death of me,
so a dead man,
spikey cloud