XII Days, Day VI: A Lot Can Happen in a Year, Part Deux
Title: "A Lot Can Happen in a Year, Part Deux" Part 3/4
Pairings/Characters: Mary and Marshall with a little Stan thrown in!
Rating: M for safe side
Summary: To be interpreted alongsidegreenstuff 12 Day's Submission by the same title. I hope it's not too confusing! Much kudos to her for forcing this out of my brain. A present will be posted for her later.
Spoilers: Everything to date, I suppose
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Marshall looked up from his computer to see Mary looking at her calendar with a thoughtful expression. Narrowing his eyes, he shook his head and resumed working.
An hour later, it was time for lunch. He held the door open for her and they made it into the elevator before she turned to him and embraced him.
Shocked, he hugged her back, breathed in the scent of her hair, and reveled in the feel of her body pressed against his. She stood on her tiptoes and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
“What was that for?” he asked once he recovered from her semi-public display of affection.
“Today is ‘Embrace your Geekiness Day, right? Well, I’m not the geeky one. You are. So I embraced you,” she said shyly.
It was rare for Marshall to see Mary act in such a manner. Although he didn’t want it to end, he straightened himself up and smiled down at her.
“Thanks, I needed that,” he said before returning a kiss to her forehead, mirroring her actions.
***
Sunday, August 15, 2010
“A mix tape?” Mary was flabbergasted, “You made a mix tape? Who does that anymore?”
Marshall looked down at the cassette in his hand.
“I do,” he said in a small voice, “it’s ‘Best Friends Day’ and I thought that this would show you what you mean to me.” Marshall began to put it back into his pocket, “if you don’t want it, I understand.”
Mary reached out and grabbed his wrist.
“I never said I didn’t want it, Marshall,” her voice was softer this time, “I just don’t have anything to play it on.”
Marshall grinned and turned his hand so that he could hold hers with the tape in between them. Smiles were exchanged between the partners.
“Well, come with me, I happen to have a cassette player at my place.”
“You would,” Mary scoffed. She didn’t let go of his hand as they left the office.
“Marshall?”
“Hmm?”
“Why is ‘The Thong Song’ on side B?”
***
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Video Games Day
“I can’t believe you own a video game system that has a name synonymous with peeing,” Mary slurred. Marshall had brought his Nintendo Wii to her house for a game night. The partners had been drinking for the past 2 hours and they were working on their second bottle of tequila. “Who thought the Nintendo Wii was a good thing to call a gaming system?”
“Actually, the original name for the Wii was the Nintendo Revolution,” Marshall was just as gone as Mary but you wouldn’t have been able to tell due to his superior control over himself, “I challenge you to Rainbow Road on 150cc.”
“First, I don’t know what kind of bet the creators of the Wii lost because the ‘Revolution’ is a much cooler name,” Mary paused to take another shot of tequila, “Secondly, I don’t know what the fuck Rainbow Road is! I feel like it’s a GLBT Pride Parade route or something.”
“You, my dear, are the perfect level of drunk to make this interesting,” Marshall powered up the console and handed her the wheel, “use that button to accelerate and just turn the wheel when necessary. You can flick it to do tricks.”
Mary watched impatiently as he explained the controls.
“Ok, ok, I get it; let’s get this show on the road!”
“One last thing,” Marshall began as the screen came up.
Mary looked at him in exasperation.
“Use the button on the back of the wheel to use items,” he finished, “trust me, you’ll want to use them.” He gave a drunken smile as the character selection came up.
Marshall chose Luigi on the Mach Bike in Manual mode, and Mary chose Peach on the same bike on Automatic.
“Prepare to die, Doofus,” she challenged.
“Winner gets to sing the song?”
“As if there were any other prize,” she smiled evilly at him as the race signaled the beginning. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Marshall’s game face come out as he leaned forward to rest his forearms on his knees as he held the Wii remote and nun chuck loosely in his hands.
“What the fuck?” Mary was pissed when her character got a slower start than anyone else. She began to move forward and was plunged into epileptic hell. “Can I make my character flip the others off? You all stole my item boxes!”
Marshall continued the race and Mary loathed to see he was in first place already.
“Who the fuck is littering? Why are there banana peels all over the damn road?” This earned a chuckle from her inebriated partner as he mumbled a ‘sorry’ in her direction before returning his focus to the game.
Mary was finally able to get an item.
“A bullet? I can shoot people? Nice!” she pressed the appropriate button and began to move her wheel frantically in time with the bullet’s path. It dropped her at a sharp curve and she immediately drove off the course, “WHAT THE FUCK?” she yelled as her character burned up in the atmosphere below.
The cloud character dropped Mary’s vehicle back on the course. She began to accelerate. From out of no where, Luigi came up behind her and pushed her back off the course.
“Marshall! You JACKASS! What the fuck was that for?!”
“I give you full permission to do that to me if you ever lap me,” he grinned. This was too amusing.
Finally, Mary got back on the course and was able to snag an item. She noted Marshall’s look of horror as he noticed which item it was: the blue shell. Mary realized that this was a particularly useful item in taking out her partner and immediately let it go.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Marshall tried in vain to make it over the figure eight before the shell found him. Mary cackled in glee as the shell hit him and caused him to fall down the middle of the hole.
Marshall, however, was quicker to recover from the setback and was back in first place in no time.
The game was over as quickly as it had begun and before Mary knew it, Marshall was inches from her face.
“I win and you lose,
This is the prize
That I choose!
You suck
And I rule
Great job,
You fool!”
Mary shoved a pillow in his face as he began to tickle her. This went on for a good 30 minutes before they passed out in their respective drunken stupors.
Pairings/Characters: Mary and Marshall with a little Stan thrown in!
Rating: M for safe side
Summary: To be interpreted alongsidegreenstuff 12 Day's Submission by the same title. I hope it's not too confusing! Much kudos to her for forcing this out of my brain. A present will be posted for her later.
Spoilers: Everything to date, I suppose
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
Marshall looked up from his computer to see Mary looking at her calendar with a thoughtful expression. Narrowing his eyes, he shook his head and resumed working.
An hour later, it was time for lunch. He held the door open for her and they made it into the elevator before she turned to him and embraced him.
Shocked, he hugged her back, breathed in the scent of her hair, and reveled in the feel of her body pressed against his. She stood on her tiptoes and placed a gentle kiss on his forehead.
“What was that for?” he asked once he recovered from her semi-public display of affection.
“Today is ‘Embrace your Geekiness Day, right? Well, I’m not the geeky one. You are. So I embraced you,” she said shyly.
It was rare for Marshall to see Mary act in such a manner. Although he didn’t want it to end, he straightened himself up and smiled down at her.
“Thanks, I needed that,” he said before returning a kiss to her forehead, mirroring her actions.
***
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Click to view“A mix tape?” Mary was flabbergasted, “You made a mix tape? Who does that anymore?”
Marshall looked down at the cassette in his hand.
“I do,” he said in a small voice, “it’s ‘Best Friends Day’ and I thought that this would show you what you mean to me.” Marshall began to put it back into his pocket, “if you don’t want it, I understand.”
Mary reached out and grabbed his wrist.
“I never said I didn’t want it, Marshall,” her voice was softer this time, “I just don’t have anything to play it on.”
Marshall grinned and turned his hand so that he could hold hers with the tape in between them. Smiles were exchanged between the partners.
“Well, come with me, I happen to have a cassette player at my place.”
“You would,” Mary scoffed. She didn’t let go of his hand as they left the office.
“Marshall?”
“Hmm?”
“Why is ‘The Thong Song’ on side B?”
***
Sunday, September 12, 2010
Video Games Day
“I can’t believe you own a video game system that has a name synonymous with peeing,” Mary slurred. Marshall had brought his Nintendo Wii to her house for a game night. The partners had been drinking for the past 2 hours and they were working on their second bottle of tequila. “Who thought the Nintendo Wii was a good thing to call a gaming system?”
“Actually, the original name for the Wii was the Nintendo Revolution,” Marshall was just as gone as Mary but you wouldn’t have been able to tell due to his superior control over himself, “I challenge you to Rainbow Road on 150cc.”
“First, I don’t know what kind of bet the creators of the Wii lost because the ‘Revolution’ is a much cooler name,” Mary paused to take another shot of tequila, “Secondly, I don’t know what the fuck Rainbow Road is! I feel like it’s a GLBT Pride Parade route or something.”
“You, my dear, are the perfect level of drunk to make this interesting,” Marshall powered up the console and handed her the wheel, “use that button to accelerate and just turn the wheel when necessary. You can flick it to do tricks.”
Mary watched impatiently as he explained the controls.
“Ok, ok, I get it; let’s get this show on the road!”
“One last thing,” Marshall began as the screen came up.
Mary looked at him in exasperation.
“Use the button on the back of the wheel to use items,” he finished, “trust me, you’ll want to use them.” He gave a drunken smile as the character selection came up.
Marshall chose Luigi on the Mach Bike in Manual mode, and Mary chose Peach on the same bike on Automatic.
“Prepare to die, Doofus,” she challenged.
“Winner gets to sing the song?”
“As if there were any other prize,” she smiled evilly at him as the race signaled the beginning. Out of the corner of her eye, she could see Marshall’s game face come out as he leaned forward to rest his forearms on his knees as he held the Wii remote and nun chuck loosely in his hands.
“What the fuck?” Mary was pissed when her character got a slower start than anyone else. She began to move forward and was plunged into epileptic hell. “Can I make my character flip the others off? You all stole my item boxes!”
Marshall continued the race and Mary loathed to see he was in first place already.
“Who the fuck is littering? Why are there banana peels all over the damn road?” This earned a chuckle from her inebriated partner as he mumbled a ‘sorry’ in her direction before returning his focus to the game.
Mary was finally able to get an item.
“A bullet? I can shoot people? Nice!” she pressed the appropriate button and began to move her wheel frantically in time with the bullet’s path. It dropped her at a sharp curve and she immediately drove off the course, “WHAT THE FUCK?” she yelled as her character burned up in the atmosphere below.
The cloud character dropped Mary’s vehicle back on the course. She began to accelerate. From out of no where, Luigi came up behind her and pushed her back off the course.
“Marshall! You JACKASS! What the fuck was that for?!”
“I give you full permission to do that to me if you ever lap me,” he grinned. This was too amusing.
Finally, Mary got back on the course and was able to snag an item. She noted Marshall’s look of horror as he noticed which item it was: the blue shell. Mary realized that this was a particularly useful item in taking out her partner and immediately let it go.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck!” Marshall tried in vain to make it over the figure eight before the shell found him. Mary cackled in glee as the shell hit him and caused him to fall down the middle of the hole.
Marshall, however, was quicker to recover from the setback and was back in first place in no time.
The game was over as quickly as it had begun and before Mary knew it, Marshall was inches from her face.
“I win and you lose,
This is the prize
That I choose!
You suck
And I rule
Great job,
You fool!”
Mary shoved a pillow in his face as he began to tickle her. This went on for a good 30 minutes before they passed out in their respective drunken stupors.