Reboot(Bob/Dot)
Title: Not Again…
Author: wanderingscroll
Rating: PG, with a lot of innuendo
Warnings: None really
Pairings: Bob/Dot
Word Count: 237
Summary: Dot and Bob get interrupted, again.
Disclaimer: I can’t believe I went for the old standby *sigh*.
Prompt: Reboot, Bob/Dot: Stolen moments - "The User would HAVE to attack NOW!"
“Hurry Bob-I can’t hold it any longer!”
“I know, I know, just gimme a couple more seconds…”
Bob pushed a little harder, he had finally found the right angle, if Dot could hold it just a little bit longer, they could fin-
BRAAATTTTT! BRAAATTTTT! BRAAATTTTT!
Bob froze, and then cursed as the goopy liquid dripped all over the table. Pulling back enough so he wouldn’t make a mess all over the wood, he exchanged a look with Dot that said he totally understood her frustration.
“We better get going.” Dot sighed, “Otherwise Enzo will come looking for us, and if he finds out, we’ll never keep this a secret.” Carefully the two separated, cleaning up the spilled fluid, and smoothing ruffled clothing.
“And of course, the User would HAVE to attack NOW!” Bob stated, placing Glitch on his forearm.
“At least this time when the glue dries we won’t have to chip any of it off, we can just pick up when we get back.” Dot hit the controls to open the windows and vent the air.
“I know, but at this rate, well never get it ready for Fong’s Compiling Day!”
As the pair raced out to beat one over active sprite to the game cube, they both gave the 1/1000th model of Mainframe that sat patiently on Bob’s living room table a quick eye-ball to make sure that the glue was holding, and then they were out the door.
I hope everyone has a nice weekend!
Author: wanderingscroll
Rating: PG, with a lot of innuendo
Warnings: None really
Pairings: Bob/Dot
Word Count: 237
Summary: Dot and Bob get interrupted, again.
Disclaimer: I can’t believe I went for the old standby *sigh*.
Prompt: Reboot, Bob/Dot: Stolen moments - "The User would HAVE to attack NOW!"
“Hurry Bob-I can’t hold it any longer!”
“I know, I know, just gimme a couple more seconds…”
Bob pushed a little harder, he had finally found the right angle, if Dot could hold it just a little bit longer, they could fin-
BRAAATTTTT! BRAAATTTTT! BRAAATTTTT!
Bob froze, and then cursed as the goopy liquid dripped all over the table. Pulling back enough so he wouldn’t make a mess all over the wood, he exchanged a look with Dot that said he totally understood her frustration.
“We better get going.” Dot sighed, “Otherwise Enzo will come looking for us, and if he finds out, we’ll never keep this a secret.” Carefully the two separated, cleaning up the spilled fluid, and smoothing ruffled clothing.
“And of course, the User would HAVE to attack NOW!” Bob stated, placing Glitch on his forearm.
“At least this time when the glue dries we won’t have to chip any of it off, we can just pick up when we get back.” Dot hit the controls to open the windows and vent the air.
“I know, but at this rate, well never get it ready for Fong’s Compiling Day!”
As the pair raced out to beat one over active sprite to the game cube, they both gave the 1/1000th model of Mainframe that sat patiently on Bob’s living room table a quick eye-ball to make sure that the glue was holding, and then they were out the door.
I hope everyone has a nice weekend!