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Dear H50 people on my flist:
I'm in the mood to write some H50 fic, but I'm not sure what, or how much, or how long, because sometimes I have days like this where the words are not readily apparent. SO: comment, yo. Gimme prompts, yo. IDEAS, YO, I WANTS THEM.
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I'm in the mood to write some H50 fic, but I'm not sure what, or how much, or how long, because sometimes I have days like this where the words are not readily apparent. SO: comment, yo. Gimme prompts, yo. IDEAS, YO, I WANTS THEM.
Basic rules: I make no promises about actually writing what you've prompted, because ( Read more... )
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Steve looks up from the bar, glassy-eyed and red-faced, and laughs again. And normally, you know, normally, it would be endearing, to see Steve with his guard down--Steve's guard is mostly so up that Danny needs a battering ram to get through it, and even then he tends to make that face he makes, the one that means "Me and my one feeling that isn't semi-homicidal rage are confused to find you in here."
This metaphor has maybe gotten away from Danny a little, but hey, okay, he's drunk.
But the thing is, Steve--and who knew this, okay, why didn't anyone warn him--apparently has only two settings. Either his guard is up, so up, all the way up, climb it and climb it but never reach the top up, or it is down. Down to the ground, alright, so down that he's laughing at everything, everything, everything, at Danny's hair and Danny's tie and the kind of beer Danny's drinking and the way Danny says the word 'water ( ... )
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"No."
"Please? C'mon, please?"
"I said no! What about that is so hard for you, the 'n' or the 'o'?"
"... both, all of it. The part where it isn't 'yes.' You don't even have a legitimate reason why not and--"
"Oh, so I need to explain myself to you now? Ok, fine, here goes: we cannot get a puppy, Steven, because there will be no one around to take care of it."
"That's not true, we'd be taking care of it."
"When, exactly, would we be doing this? And it is most certainly not we, babe, it is you because I refuse to have any part in this at all."
"You don't give me, or you, enough credit."
"Steve, we both work ridiculous hours. When we come home all we wanna do is crack a cold one and pass the hell out. Dogs need... they need stimulation, they need to be fed and watered and played with and exercised, and groomed and all sorts of other things neither you nor myself have the time for right now."
"So... you're saying there's a chance?"
"No, I'm-- oh no, no no no, don't you even start, do not start with the face, Steven, I ( ... )
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Because you KNOW Steve is totally the puppy out of the two of them when it comes to their relationship. He wants the puppy because IT WOULD BE HIM IN DOG FORM. DUH. :D
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Steve: I am a vampire!
Danny: Ahahahahahaha, do you sparkle at night?
Kono: HEY, ASSHOLE, THAT'S NOT WHAT VAMPIRE MEANS, DON'T MAKE ME GET OUT MY FIRST EDITION COPY OF BRAM STOKER'S DRACULA AND BEAT YOU TO DEATH WITH IT--
Chin: You have a first edition of that?
Kono: You listen to romance novels on audio in your car, don't think I don't know about that.
Chin: Wouldn't getting blood on a first edition kind of ruin it?
Kono: It's Dracula, cuz. It would add to the authenticity.
Steve: Can we get back to...the fact that I am a bloodsucking fiend...
Danny: Fiend, yes. No question. Bloodsucking, not so much.
Steve: *Sucks Danny's blood*
Danny: Okay, so you're a vampire. Big whoop, McGarrett. This doesn't really make you less dangerous then you already were, but I'll start carrying garlic around if it'll make you feel better.
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pKcyYeZqlh4&feature=related
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"They're doing a thing," she says, and shrugs, and Kono sighs and takes her for shave ice.
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