A Teeny-Tiny Rock of Crackficlet
Why hallo thar, fellow srsppl! I wrote this bitty little thing one night at an ungodly hour some time ago, and I figured that because youre all freaking nuts(I feel so at home here :D), you would appreciate it.
Title: The Puppy Perplexity OR The Poop-y Perplexity. Depends on your emphasis/pronunciation.
Rating: G or maybe PG if poop offends you.(THEN WHY ARE YOU HERE.)
Pairing: Patricia/Neighbour Dog
Disclaimer: I disclaim the right to remain silent. BEHOLD MY TYPING NOISE. Also, I own not-eth this hurr DWP business. I did briefly own some joos, but I split it. In my mouth.
"Andrea, call the vet. Patricia is pregnant."
"WHAT?" Oh god, puppies. Miranda would EAT them.
"I have no idea how it happened. It must have been that atrocious neighbours' dog, he's always getting loose. I've told them many times to get him neutered but they obviously did not listen."
Andy bit her tongue to keep from asking why Miranda simply did not spay Patricia.
"Anyways, I need you to call the vet and make sure Patricia has the proper care. Would you also be so kind as to leave a thank you gift courtesy of Patricia on my neighbours' doorstep? So that they may feel my BURNING gratitude? That's all." Click.
Did Miranda really just ask her to leave a flaming bag of dog poop on her neighbours' doorstep?
The End.
P.S.: I am working on another silly thing. That is much longer. DON'T TOUCH THAT DIAL.
Title: The Puppy Perplexity OR The Poop-y Perplexity. Depends on your emphasis/pronunciation.
Rating: G or maybe PG if poop offends you.(THEN WHY ARE YOU HERE.)
Pairing: Patricia/Neighbour Dog
Disclaimer: I disclaim the right to remain silent. BEHOLD MY TYPING NOISE. Also, I own not-eth this hurr DWP business. I did briefly own some joos, but I split it. In my mouth.
"Andrea, call the vet. Patricia is pregnant."
"WHAT?" Oh god, puppies. Miranda would EAT them.
"I have no idea how it happened. It must have been that atrocious neighbours' dog, he's always getting loose. I've told them many times to get him neutered but they obviously did not listen."
Andy bit her tongue to keep from asking why Miranda simply did not spay Patricia.
"Anyways, I need you to call the vet and make sure Patricia has the proper care. Would you also be so kind as to leave a thank you gift courtesy of Patricia on my neighbours' doorstep? So that they may feel my BURNING gratitude? That's all." Click.
Did Miranda really just ask her to leave a flaming bag of dog poop on her neighbours' doorstep?
The End.
P.S.: I am working on another silly thing. That is much longer. DON'T TOUCH THAT DIAL.