Too Much Screen Time
Title: Too Much Screen Time
Author: Liv darkmagic_luvr
Rating: PG-13
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: Slipping / Virtigo series
Spoilers: general spoilers.
Warnings: None.
Author's Notes: Carla being Carla and Danny being confused. I really don’t know where this went to.
“I hate you,” Danny looked up at Carla as she slid into the seat across from him at his desk and frowned.
“You hate me?”
“Mmm hmm,” said Carla, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t like you right now. You’re not being very ‘Danny’.”
“And how would you know if I’m being ‘Danny’ or not?” he asked.
“Well, for one,” said Carla sitting up and holding up one finger. “You’re hitting on Monroe.”
“Do you even know who Lindsay is?”
“No,” said Carla frankly. “I don’t care either. Two, you’re type is a girl who shoots you down. Monroe makes excuses, you don’t do excuses.”
“You gave me an excuse when I asked you out,” said Danny pointing at her. Carla rolled her eyes.
“That’s different. I’m gay Danny, and all the sexual innuendo’s about your cock are not going to get me into bed with you, no matter how hard you try,” said Carla. Danny grinned at her and shook his head, motioning for her to continue.
“What else is un-Danny-like of me?”
“You’re getting more screen time than anyone else in this show.”
“What?” asked Danny with a frown. Carla rolled her eyes and smacked Danny upside the head.
“You’re hogging all the attention. You and truly with your ‘problems’. I’m surprised that Don and I don’t hang out more than we do, which is not at all.”
“I’m completely confused.”
“Dan, you need to dump the wheat-field girl and check in on your life, because I’m going to get sick of telling you what to do soon.”
“Why do I find that hard to believe?”
“Because it is.”
Author: Liv darkmagic_luvr
Rating: PG-13
fic_variations Prompt/Claim: Slipping / Virtigo series
Spoilers: general spoilers.
Warnings: None.
Author's Notes: Carla being Carla and Danny being confused. I really don’t know where this went to.
“I hate you,” Danny looked up at Carla as she slid into the seat across from him at his desk and frowned.
“You hate me?”
“Mmm hmm,” said Carla, crossing her arms over her chest. “I don’t like you right now. You’re not being very ‘Danny’.”
“And how would you know if I’m being ‘Danny’ or not?” he asked.
“Well, for one,” said Carla sitting up and holding up one finger. “You’re hitting on Monroe.”
“Do you even know who Lindsay is?”
“No,” said Carla frankly. “I don’t care either. Two, you’re type is a girl who shoots you down. Monroe makes excuses, you don’t do excuses.”
“You gave me an excuse when I asked you out,” said Danny pointing at her. Carla rolled her eyes.
“That’s different. I’m gay Danny, and all the sexual innuendo’s about your cock are not going to get me into bed with you, no matter how hard you try,” said Carla. Danny grinned at her and shook his head, motioning for her to continue.
“What else is un-Danny-like of me?”
“You’re getting more screen time than anyone else in this show.”
“What?” asked Danny with a frown. Carla rolled her eyes and smacked Danny upside the head.
“You’re hogging all the attention. You and truly with your ‘problems’. I’m surprised that Don and I don’t hang out more than we do, which is not at all.”
“I’m completely confused.”
“Dan, you need to dump the wheat-field girl and check in on your life, because I’m going to get sick of telling you what to do soon.”
“Why do I find that hard to believe?”
“Because it is.”