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A Creepy Intruder at the Hodgins Estate
Nov 19, 2007 20:57
Who says that living in sin is incompatible with domestic bliss (
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bringonthe1der
November 20 2007, 02:20:14 UTC
Angela was reaching for her shampoo (which contributes to that melange of botanical aromas) when her hand hit . . . something else.
And now she it standing on the toilet lid, wrapped in the shower curtain, because she's not getting back in the shower with that . . . thing in there.
"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!"
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bugsandslime
November 20 2007, 02:25:50 UTC
Hodgins bursts into the bathroom in stocking feet, wielding a shoe in one hand (it had been the handiest weapon he could find in under a second).
Hey--he could beat a serial killer to death with a sneaker if he had to. Especially if said lunatic came anywhere near his girlfriend.
"What? What is it?" he asks.
It's a testament to the level of freaked-out he is at that he doesn't even register a modicum of amusement at Angela's current pose.
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bringonthe1der
November 20 2007, 02:28:29 UTC
Angela just points at the thing in the corner of the shower.
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bugsandslime
November 20 2007, 02:33:11 UTC
"What?" Hodgins asks again, advancing on the shower, sneaker raised in attack position, expecting to see God only knows what.
At first he can't see anything amiss. Running water, a loofah, bottles of soap and shampoo....
A dark shape curled behind the shampoo bottle.
Hodgins lowers the shoe, looking very relieved.
"Hey. That's where it got to. I knew one was missing."
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And now she it standing on the toilet lid, wrapped in the shower curtain, because she's not getting back in the shower with that . . . thing in there.
"Jaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!"
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Hey--he could beat a serial killer to death with a sneaker if he had to. Especially if said lunatic came anywhere near his girlfriend.
"What? What is it?" he asks.
It's a testament to the level of freaked-out he is at that he doesn't even register a modicum of amusement at Angela's current pose.
Reply
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At first he can't see anything amiss. Running water, a loofah, bottles of soap and shampoo....
A dark shape curled behind the shampoo bottle.
Hodgins lowers the shoe, looking very relieved.
"Hey. That's where it got to. I knew one was missing."
Reply
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