Care Bear Package
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sparklebutchTitle: Care Bear Package
Fandom: Highlander
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mischief5; she managed to reach heights of wtf even I couldn't get to on my own. So, in short, everything is her fault, and I had to make sure it's known to everyone who reads. Thank you.
Summary: We share everything.
The big man was on his back, legs spread, ass glistening with lube.
"Look, Methos," he said with an excited giggle. "Kronos gave me a present. I asked him for one of those little bears..."
Methos took a closer look and indeed, there it was. A lavender coloured plastic dildo, shaped like a care-bear.
"The fuck?" Exclaimed Death.
"I think... Oh," Silas groaned, "thatmischief5 made sparklebutch make Kronos give it."
Methos sighed. He reached very carefully and removed the offensive item from his brother. He then walked tomischief5 and quietly, calmly, hit her over the head with it.
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Fandom: Highlander
Explanation and excuses: all specifications came from
mischief5; she managed to reach heights of wtf even I couldn't get to on my own. So, in short, everything is her fault, and I had to make sure it's known to everyone who reads. Thank you.Summary: We share everything.
The big man was on his back, legs spread, ass glistening with lube.
"Look, Methos," he said with an excited giggle. "Kronos gave me a present. I asked him for one of those little bears..."
Methos took a closer look and indeed, there it was. A lavender coloured plastic dildo, shaped like a care-bear.
"The fuck?" Exclaimed Death.
"I think... Oh," Silas groaned, "that
mischief5 made sparklebutch make Kronos give it."Methos sighed. He reached very carefully and removed the offensive item from his brother. He then walked to
mischief5 and quietly, calmly, hit her over the head with it.[end][100 words]
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Date: 2006-09-30 04:35 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-09-30 05:04 pm (UTC)Kronos smiled, pleased with his young slaveboy. Mischief petted them both then disappeared into his tent to await her master's pleasure. Kronos took his time scolding Death for bopping his slave chick on the head and gave the care bear dildo back to Silas, along with some extra lube.
Caspian puked.
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Date: 2006-09-30 05:10 pm (UTC)>.>
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:20 pm (UTC)hey, i could be a time traveler...
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:24 pm (UTC);)
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:26 pm (UTC)tee, screwdriver..
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:34 pm (UTC)...Okay.. I'm having visuals now.
and... Is it possible I don't have a Kronos icon? Shame on me.
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Date: 2006-09-30 05:40 pm (UTC)Mary Sue! Mary Sue! *g*
Mischief stepped into the tent and froze. Inside was Pat, lying on the warm skins, her skin gleaming in the candlelight.
"WFT?"
"You're too late. He's already mine." Pat smiled at Mischief coyly and blew out the candle.
Caspian stomped into the tent and grabbed Mischief's are. "You're coming with me. Kronos said you're mine." He waggled the bear dildo in front of her face and laughed evilly.
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Date: 2006-09-30 05:58 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-09-30 06:08 pm (UTC)Pat smiled and arched like a cat, showing off her pert breasts. "Take her away, Caspian!"
Teeth bared in a vicious grin, the youngest Horseman dragged Mischief into the clearing. Kronos and Death stood aside and she knew her fate had been decided by these heartless animals. But there was one last player in the game, one last chance to upset the balance of power.
She screamed, "Silas! Caspian has your care bear!"
"Noooooo!"
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:29 pm (UTC)BUFFY: You know, one of these days I'm just going to put you two in a room and let you wrastle it out.
SPIKE: No problem at this end.
BUFFY: (daydreaming) There could be oil of some kind involved...
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:01 pm (UTC)Now you made me wonder though. When Caspian pukes, how many little crawlies slither and scitter [is that a word?] out of the puddle and run away for their lives?
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:23 pm (UTC)It takes a lot to make Caspian puke. A whole lot. I don't know that anything would survive in there long enough to run away...
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:25 pm (UTC)Like vampire-mosquitoes. But worse.
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Date: 2006-09-30 06:38 pm (UTC)Oh, we've gone from the sublime to the truly ridiculous. Where shall we go next? LOL.
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