Character(s): Haruhi Suzumiya, Danny Fenton
Content: Haruhi's tired of Danny smelling like puke
Setting: Cheap Prayer, Danny's current hiding spot
Time: Tuesday afternoon
Warnings: .....um Haruhi emancipating Danny of his dignity *cough* I mean clothing.
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It was a nice P.D.A., a birthday gift from his best friend back home. )
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She clasped her hands behind her back, seemingly holding something. He face broke out into a mischievous grin before she could contain it. There was no point in hiding it then, so she let it spread out across her face.
"I have a surprise for you, Stowaway!" she said in a sing-song like voice. It might have almost sounded nice or pretty. But knowing Haruhi, it only meant trouble.
She swung something from behind her back and held it out in front of Danny. "Tada!" It was revealed to be some sort of bag, which she held out at arm's length. She dumped it rather unceremoniously onto Danny's lap. "Take a look! I went through pains to get it, so you had better like it!"
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Haruhi.
She seemed incredibly giddy and bouncy as she hid something behind her back. He knew what that ment. Certain Doom.
"Really? ...for me?" He asked. She gave him no response only dumping the contents of a pretty shopping bag into his lap.
Curious he picked up what seemed to be a shirt to find it rather ruffly. He picked up another article and looked it over. Finally he came to a disconcerting conclusion.
Is this a .....Pirate costume???
(ooc: non actually saying it is. Just that its what danny thinks it is)
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His dubious appraisal of the clothes was not improving her mood at all. "Grr, fine!" she said, snatching the shirt away from him. She held it clenched in her fist as she looked down at him. Her expression was hard, and she gazed at him for a long time (probably more than he was comfortable with anyway) before she leaned back and folded her arms over her chest.
"Take off your shirt." The order was harsh and final. She continued to glare at him, daring him to disobey her. Despite her frustrated expression, inside she could feel herself smile. This might actually be fun, if it played out the way she wanted it to.
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Taken aback when she snatched the shirt away from him he jumped back, (well as much as he could in his confining spot) and felt the cold gaze of Haruhi down on him. If looks could kill Danny would have probably exploded into tiny little Danny chunks.
Then he heard her command.
Take off your shirt.
Danny's eyes went the size of dinner plates. "Wha-What?" He asked bewildered.
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"Just take it off!" She walked up to him then, effectively blocking him in. She let the shirt she held fall to the floor and reached out to grab Danny's shirt off in a vain attempt to pull it over his head.
"Going--" pull, "through the trouble of--" pull, "getting you these clothes--" pull, "and this is what I get?!" She pulled her hardest this last time. It would come off, damn it! If she just kept at it!
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"Ahhh!! What are you doing!?!?" He screamed helplessly as she despretly tried to pull the stubborn tee off of him.
He did his best to keep it on mostly out of fear of what she might do to him without clothes.
Unfortunatly the collar of his shirt was starting to cut off his air supply and he let go.
So thus, Danny sat helpless, witless, and shirtless, at Haruhi's mercy.
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"See, now that wasn't so bad," she said, letting the shirt drift through her fingers to the floor, forgotten. "And now..." She let out a grin and pointed down at him. But she wasn't just pointing anywhere, oh no.
He would probably soon realize it, but what she was pointing at was none other than his pants. The next to go.
Before he had any chance to protest, she was kneeling in front of him with the intent of pulling the pants right off him. Of course, she couldn't do just do that without undoing the button first, so she went straight for it. If he was going to retaliate, this was the time.
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Oh, no.
Oh, hell no!
Before he could do anything though she was already on top of him, going straight for his pants button, fully intending of shamlessly pulling them right off.
As she practicly dived in his lap his face went beet red, and he veinly tried to struggle free.
Suddenly after loosing half of his jeans it dawned on him.
Powers....duh. He clentched his eyes shut and phased through her, then to throw her off, completely vanished.
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Hmph. "Playing hide and seek?" she asked, not quite sure where to direct her voice. Was he still in the room, or had he completely left? He couldn't have gone too far. He didn't want to get caught after all.
"Well, at least I have these." She held up his pants, which he had left behind as he phased through her. She titled her head, looking them over carefully, "Yup, he'll want to come back for these. Or these," she said, holding up the new pair of pants. With both in her grasp he really didn't have much of a chance.
She let out a menacing laugh as she hugged both pairs of pants to her chest. What would the stowaway do?
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He thanked every God and Deity that she didn't get to his boxers.
He looked at her. She had turned around and faced as if she knew exactly where he was. She held both pairs of pants triumphantly to her chest. He felt his face burn again. That was a girl huggling HIS pants to her chest
He was caught in a crossroads.
Be half naked for the rest of the voyage, or succum to the will of the temptress in front of him.
.......man was it drafty in here.
Sighing he let himself reappear.
"Alright, you win. I'll put them on."
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