Yet more memes?
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uftakiAm I a glutton for punishment? I must be. @_x; I'm opening myself up to yet ANOTHER writing meme. @_x; But.... heck, it just sounds to be so amusing. ^.^;; Snagged from a bunch of people.
Remember: there's still this drabble meme here and the 'ask questions' meme here.
Make a claim, and I'll write a drabble to a short ficlet on it. :3
28 Red Alerts
1. Naughty Red Alert done!
2. Happy Red Alert claimed!
3. Silly Red Alert claimed!
4. Angsty Red Alert
5. On-Vacation Red Alert
6. Horny Red Alert
7. Transforming Red Alert
8. Excited Red Alert
9. Book-Reading Red Alert
10. Dancing Red Alert claimed!
11. Jealous Red Alert done!
12. Turned-On Red Alert claimed!
13. Caring Red Alert
14. On-His-Knees Red Alert claimed!
15. Obedient Red Alert
16. Dominant Red Alert claimed!
17. Naive Red Alert
18. Drinking-Energon Red Alert(part 1) (Part 2) done!
19. Greedy Red Alert claimed!
20. Daring Red Alert claimed!
21. Exploring Red Alert
22. At The Beach Red Alert
23. Bath-Time Red Alert done!
24. Disheveled Red Alert
25. Exhausted Red Alert
26. Well-Shagged Red Alert
27. Kick-Ass Red Alert claimed!
28. Playing With Kids Red Alert claimed!
28 Aerialbots
1. Naughty Aerials
2. Happy Aerials claimed!
3. Silly Aerials (Part 1) (Part 2) done!
4. Angsty Aerials
5. On-Vacation Aerials
6. Horny Aerials claimed!
7. Transforming Aerials
8. Excited Aerials
9. Book-Reading Aerials
10. Dancing Aerials claimed!
11. Jealous Aerials
12. Turned-On Aerials claimed!
13. Caring Aerials
14. On-His-Knees Aerials claimed!
15. Obedient Aerials
16. Dominant Aerials
17. Naive Aerials claimed!
18. Drinking-Energon Aerials
19. Greedy Aerials
20. Daring Aerials
21. Exploring Aerials claimed!
22. At The Beach Aerials claimed!
23. Bath-Time Aerials
24. Disheveled Aerials
25. Exhausted Aerials
26. Well-Shagged Aerials done!
27. Kick-Ass Aerials
28. Playing With Kids Aerials
Remember: there's still this drabble meme here and the 'ask questions' meme here.
Make a claim, and I'll write a drabble to a short ficlet on it. :3
28 Red Alerts
2. Happy Red Alert claimed!
3. Silly Red Alert claimed!
4. Angsty Red Alert
5. On-Vacation Red Alert
6. Horny Red Alert
7. Transforming Red Alert
8. Excited Red Alert
9. Book-Reading Red Alert
10. Dancing Red Alert claimed!
12. Turned-On Red Alert claimed!
13. Caring Red Alert
14. On-His-Knees Red Alert claimed!
15. Obedient Red Alert
16. Dominant Red Alert claimed!
17. Naive Red Alert
19. Greedy Red Alert claimed!
20. Daring Red Alert claimed!
21. Exploring Red Alert
22. At The Beach Red Alert
24. Disheveled Red Alert
25. Exhausted Red Alert
26. Well-Shagged Red Alert
27. Kick-Ass Red Alert claimed!
28. Playing With Kids Red Alert claimed!
28 Aerialbots
1. Naughty Aerials
2. Happy Aerials claimed!
4. Angsty Aerials
5. On-Vacation Aerials
6. Horny Aerials claimed!
7. Transforming Aerials
8. Excited Aerials
9. Book-Reading Aerials
10. Dancing Aerials claimed!
11. Jealous Aerials
12. Turned-On Aerials claimed!
13. Caring Aerials
14. On-His-Knees Aerials claimed!
15. Obedient Aerials
16. Dominant Aerials
17. Naive Aerials claimed!
18. Drinking-Energon Aerials
19. Greedy Aerials
20. Daring Aerials
21. Exploring Aerials claimed!
22. At The Beach Aerials claimed!
23. Bath-Time Aerials
24. Disheveled Aerials
25. Exhausted Aerials
27. Kick-Ass Aerials
28. Playing With Kids Aerials
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Date: 2006-04-18 12:30 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 04:47 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 02:21 am (UTC)*is tempted to do this one... but is kinda scared how it might turn out... and might scare some people*
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Date: 2006-04-18 02:49 am (UTC)For dessert, may I have 'well-shagged Aerials'? `,:]
Life's short; eat dessert first.
Date: 2006-04-20 02:32 am (UTC)They didn't know how he did it.
Maybe it was better not to ask. Or even try to figure it out. One couldn't understand a force of nature like Sideswipe without going nearly insane in the process.
The Aerialbots, minus Slingshot, had been away for the day on a reconnaissance mission up north. There had been hints that the Decepticons had been skulking about in the Arctic again, so they had been dispatched to check things out, and flush out any 'cons if they ran across them.
It had given the red devil plenty of time in which to pull his -- admittedly incredible -- elaborate prank.
WHY they were targeted, they really weren't quite sure. They figured it must have had something to do with Slingshot, however, as the arrogant Aerialbot had been a part of the whole prank.
Slingshot hadn't accompanied the others to the reconnaissance mission in the Arctic, due to some heavy damage taken in their last battle. Most of the damage had been repaired, but he had still been confined to Med Bay, under sedation, to recuperate.
Idly, the others wondered if the whole "Decepticons spotted in the Arctic" had been part of Sideswipe's plot… just to get the rest of them out of the way while he performed his own special brand of 'magic'.
They just hoped Wheeljack had a solvent that could take care of the mess.
For from wall to wall, from floor to ceiling, even including the ceiling, their rather large quarters was covered in thick, long, shag carpeting. Even the desk, table, couch and berths were fully carpeted in the shaggy rug.
And Sideswipe had taken the creativity a step further, even… through inventive use of colour. The floor was a rich lime green shag, their berths and other furniture brown and grey, to resemble rocks. A strip along the bottom of the wall was a deep aquamarine, while the rest of the wall and the ceiling were a pale sky blue… complete with puffy white clouds.
And to top it all off… carefully laid out on his berth was Slingshot… his head crowned with a thick mop of bright red, loosely piled shag carpeting, resembling wild dreadlocks.
Air Raid was hard pressed not to burst out in fits of hysterical laughter, at the sight of his brother. The others were having a difficult time keeping silent too, but they did, as none wanted to listen to Slingshot's inevitable outrage at his new "hairstyle".
Fireflight wandered over to one of the 'boulders', and picked up a scrap of paper that had been resting on top of it.
He giggled, and then read out loud what was scribbled on the note. "You've been 'shagged'."
((^.^;; I KNOW it's not what you were expecting, no doubt... ^.^;; But I just had NO idea who to pair up with which Aerial... c.c; They haven't expressed any interest in anyone in my headspace [yet]))
Re: Life's short; eat dessert first.
Date: 2006-04-20 01:32 pm (UTC)This is even better than what I was expecting! So creatively out there! I love it, Uftaki!
Re: Life's short; eat dessert first.
Date: 2006-04-21 03:15 pm (UTC)Re: Life's short; eat dessert first.
Date: 2006-04-22 10:06 am (UTC)Re: Life's short; eat dessert first.
Date: 2006-04-24 06:59 pm (UTC)and Drinking Energon Red :3 (part 1)
Date: 2006-05-22 04:09 am (UTC)Inferno was in the room, a line of shot glasses full of high-grade lined up in front of him, a couple empty ones scattered around on the table. That was nothing new.
That Red Alert was with him, WAS.
Especially the fact that he was also downing shots of energon.
All Autobots came to one of four conclusions.
1) The Apocalypse was occurring, for Red to be drinking high grade.
2) Inferno must have REALLY sweet-talked Red in some way, or promised something really worthwhile, to get the security officer to drink.
3) Red had had ONE too many stressful days of work, and had finally caved to peer pressure.
4) An alien force had taken over their security chief, and it really wasn't Red who was drinking.
Whatever conclusion they came to, however, no one wanted to tempt fate and actually step into the room to watch. A drunk Red Alert was one of the rarest things in the universe; no one quite knew what to expect. And all were - even if they didn't admit it - a little afraid to find out.
So the two mechs were left in absolute peace, to drink their energon in private.
Inferno chuckled roughly as another Autobot stopped, peered into the room, then scurried off as soon as he realized the search-and-rescue mech was watching him.
"Heh... there goesh anoth'r. Never knew th' concep' o' you drinkin' 'd scare th' others s' bad," he said, his accent far worse than usual, obviously already three sheets to the wind.
"I can hear all the conversations from here," Red muttered, staring at the shot glasses full of energon. "I c'n just predict all the rumors that 're gonna start t' be thrown about... HOW did I let you talk me into this again?"
The large mech merely grinned audio-to-audio, lifting up one shot glass. "Promised ya two months of no trouble from me, an' anyone else I could convince t'quit buggin' ya. IF y'could drink me unner th' table. Whelp... pick up yer shot, Red. We ain't done, yet."
Red Alert sighed, and nodded, and picked up another full shot. "...bottoms up," he said with a shrug, and downed it in time with his friend. Red winced a little, shaking his head, his engine revving for a second as the high-grade flowed through his system.
Inferno laughed, leaning over and setting the empty shot glass down with large, exaggerated motions. "Y've... never touched th' high grade 's long as I've known ya... Y'may be cocky now, but... I'm'a gonna win this. Yer goin' down, Red..."
Red Alert sat back, his engine purring a little, the faintest of smirks forming and playing about his lips as he felt the energon work through his system, and watched his friend. "We'll see..." he said softly. "The night's still young."
Inferno let out a belly-laugh, reaching over to clap his friend roughly on the shoulder. "TOO right! TOO RIGHT it is!! S' bottoms up!" he crowed, reaching for another shot.
Having been nearly knocked out of his chair, Red Alert gripped the edge of the table, waiting for it to stop spinning for a second before picking up another shot and sighing. "Bottoms up..."
Drinking Red part 2
Date: 2006-05-22 04:10 am (UTC)Lifting his head from the table, Inferno stared over at his friend. Well... whichever one of the three he THOUGHT was the real one. "How c'me you ain't plastered by now..?" he asked, lips quirked in a confused frown.
Red Alert shrugged, then blinked as his vision went temporarily double before righting itself. "Well, I'm a sports car. I'm designed to take in this high-quality stuff..."
The fire truck merely blinked, his sluggish processors taking a little time to fully comprehend Red Alert's words. He then groaned, tiredly, faceplanting on the table again, scattering a few of the shot glasses about.
Red Alert blinked, head tilting to the side faintly as he studied his friend. "Inferno..? Inferno..!" Reaching over, he poked his friend once in the shoulder, then the side of his head. The only reaction those actions provoked was a low grumble, then the large red mech was silent again.
Sitting back, Red shrugged his shoulders, looking at his friend's slumped form. "I win..." he commented to the room, though there was really no one there to hear him, and downed the last shot.
Re: Drinking Red part 2
Date: 2006-05-22 04:21 am (UTC)Re: Drinking Red part 2
Date: 2006-05-22 05:08 am (UTC)Re: Drinking Red part 2
Date: 2006-05-23 07:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 03:17 am (UTC)Silly Aerials part 1
Date: 2006-04-21 06:23 pm (UTC)It was noon, but the usually busy lounge was all but empty… and for a very good reason.
It was harder to say which was more audio-damaging; the music pouring from the speakers, or the added vocals accompanying it.
Currently, Air Raid was belting the lyrics out along with the music, having commandeered the microphone from the karaoke machine. Said device was not on, the music coming from one of their own CDs they’d slipped into the stereo system, and at the moment the F-15 was nearly stomping his way across the room to the beat, swinging one arm wildly. “… Radiooooh… About to bloooooh!
Slingshot, looking none too thrilled with the performance, was sitting back on one of the couches, a just-emptied mug of energon in his hands. “Our AUDIOS are about to blow, `Raid… Would’ja shut up?”
Ignoring the harrier, Air Raid continued to dance around the room, nearly bounding over to the energon dispenser, slinging an arm around Fireflight, who had just finished pouring himself a drink. Fireflight grinned as he leaned in towards his brother, both mouths near the microphone as they belted out the next lyric in unison.
“And some believe… that love is won and some of them go like they’re under the gun!”
Air Raid and Fireflight split apart, then, the black jet still circling the room, dancing with wildly exaggerated motions, while the other spun about on his heel, humming along and swaying to the beat as he sashayed his way to the couches.
Slingshot resisted the urge to chuck his empty mug at the red jet. “Guh. Would you sit down, Fireflight? You look like a fool, swaying like that. Bad enough Air Raid’s embarrassing the slag outta us, but you too? Guess I should be thankful we’re the only ones HERE, so no one sees you two acting like complete idiots.”
Air Raid just laughed and danced out of throwing reach. Fireflight shrugged with a grin on his face as he sat down, looking around the practically empty room as he took a sip. "Where is everyone, anyway? Usually the lounge is buzzing at this time of the day."
Skydive, enjoying the entire show, let out an amused chuckle. "`Raid scared them all out with his falsettos on 'Breath'." He paused, then laughed as he added, “Scared away Silverbolt, too.”
"I think they were heading for the door by the first song," groused Slingshot. "Hey, `Raid! Will ya shut up for one moment? You know you can't sing!"
Mostly oblivious, Air Raid just kept belting out the lyrics at the top of his vocalizer as he danced wildly, smirking as he turned to present his back to his brothers, putting his feet together and waggling his hips in a sterotypically feminine manner in time with the woman’s vocals coming from the speakers.
"Bwah! I did NOT need to see that!"
Fireflight just giggled at Slingshot's discomfort. The more aggressive Aerialbot just sighed and leaned back, staring up at the ceiling as the song wound down. "Thank Primus..." he sighed. Then his optics brightened and he sat up sharply, twisting about to look at Skydive who was sitting closest to the controls of the stereo. "QUICK! Skip the next song!" he urged, his tone desperate.
Re: Silly Aerials part 1
Date: 2006-04-21 10:30 pm (UTC)*puts that in*
Re: Silly Aerials part 1
Date: 2006-04-21 10:42 pm (UTC)Yes, indeed... they're belting out the tunes from Top Gun. ^.^
Silly Aerials part 2
Date: 2006-04-21 06:24 pm (UTC)Slingshot turned back around to face him. "Yeah. But do you really want HIM going into his power-ballad mode?" he countered, jabbing a thumb towards Air Raid.
If it could have, Fireflight's face would have paled. All he could get out was a hesitant 'uh...' as the song started up, and a widely-grinning Air Raid was suddenly right in front of them. Reaching out to grasp Slingshot's chin, the black F-15 leaned in further, his grin widening as he sung along with the music pouring from the speakers.
"I can tell by the look in your eyes, you've been hurt-innnnnn'... You know I'll never let you down, ohhh noooooooo...."
"Oh get OFF me you big yutz!" snorted Slingshot, giving his brother a firm shove. Air Raid just laughed brightly, and indicated for Skydive to skip the song as he grabbed Fireflight’s wrist, tugging him up.
“Come on, `Flight… it’s your song, next,” he crowed.
“Er... you only say that because it has the word ‘fire’ in the title,” the red jet protested meekly as he stumbled to his feet, quickly setting his mug of energon down on the table.
“Yeah, but you still like it,” said Air Raid as he spun Fireflight about. The F-4 just laughed, then leaned in back-to-back with his brother as both chimed in with the vocals already playing.
“Voices saaaaaaaay… Break a-waaaaaaaaay~! Live each night as if each moment was the only one!”
Slingshot groaned, hiding his face in his hands. “Either it’s going to be YOUR last moment, as I’m going to kill you if you keep this up,” he griped, “or it’ll be MY last moment, as your terrible singing’s going to kill me…”
Skydive laughed. “Well… at least we’ll be going out smiling.”
Re: Silly Aerials part 2
Date: 2006-04-22 04:24 am (UTC)Re: Silly Aerials part 2
Date: 2006-04-22 04:45 am (UTC)Heh... the Aerials love the movie too, and take the soundtrack as their own personal theme... Air Raid practically LIVES "Danger Zone". @_x;
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Date: 2006-04-18 03:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 03:20 am (UTC)Jo
Bath Time Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-24 03:02 am (UTC)...and abruptly came to a halt, a startled yelp escaping him as he came face-to-face with an equally surprised Sunstreaker.
"What are you doing here?!" the smaller mech squeaked. "You don't normally come to the wash racks at this time of night!"
Sunstreaker, nowhere near as jumpy or nervous as the mech in front of him merely raised one optic ridge, and folded his arms across his chest. "I'm not going to ask how you know my 'daily routine'... but as for the first question, my idiot brother decided it would be funny to put a fresh coat of paint on my berth."
Red Alert opened his mouth, about to ask just what Sunstreaker did in retaliation for that 'prank', but didn't get far. The gold-and-ebony Lambo, well used to the other's 'eccentricities', and how to cut any accusations or speeches off, dropped his gaze to what Red Alert was holding, then peered back up at the mech. "What's all this for? Wax, polish..." Sunstreaker then smirked, his shoulders shaking faintly with a silent chuckle. "Going out on a date, are we?"
The security chief's faceplate nearly matched his helm, taking an unconcious step back. "Wh-wha...? Where did you get that idea? I'm doing nothing of the sort!" he protested anxiously.
Letting out a little snort, Sunstreaker pointed to the items Red still had cradled in his arms. "Because I've NEVER seen you interested in your appearance before. You're not coming in here just for a simple wash. And what's got you in such a knot, anyway? It's not like it's some big secret..."
If he could have, Red would have blanched. "I- it's not?"
Sunstreaker sighed. "Primus... given your sensors and all, you sure are oblivious at times. Ah well. Come on. Since I'm here and all I'll be generous and give you a few pointers. There's no way you could ever match my looks, of course… but we can get you looking decent enough. You're embarrassing enough as it is, being a Lambo, without you messing up in cleaning up, too."
Red Alert just blinked, not sure he heard, or even understood what the other Lamborghini had said just then. "I... beg your pardon… what…?"
The yellow warrior leaned in closer to the security director, optics narrowing. "I'm only offering this ONCE. Don't make me repeat myself." He then stood back, scoffing faintly. "You probably don't even know how to apply wax correctly."
Red Alert blinked. "Um… 'wax on, wax off', right?" he offered meekly.
If he were human, Sunstreaker would have rolled his eyes just then. With a small shake of his head, he placed one hand on Red's back and shoved the white-and-red Lambo towards the autowashers. "You owe me big for this one..."
Re: Bath Time Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-24 03:15 am (UTC)Nice job Taki.. =)
Re: Bath Time Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-24 03:21 am (UTC)Re: Bath Time Red Alert
Date: 2006-05-01 04:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 05:38 am (UTC)Jealous Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-19 06:51 am (UTC)You think of me as stiff and humorless… with a 'stick up my tailpipe' as you would so eloquently put it.
You have no idea… how jealous I am of you.
On my monitors, I'm always watching. But it's not always Decepticon threats, or potential mischief that catches my optic.
I watch you, relaxing, goofing off… not a care or a worry in the world.
That easy charm of yours… that boisterous laugh. You become the center of attention and revel in it. You make friends so easily. Nearly everyone adores you, even when you drive them up the walls in anger and frustration. No one can seem to stay mad at you forever.
Not even me.
Your commanding presence on the battlefield. The way you can just let all your worries slide off your back, once you're safely home. To not let the horrors and stresses of the war drag you down, or at least, not apparently. Your love of partying and the fun life, dragging others along, boisterously. Your ability to relax… to just let everything go, and to enjoy yourself.
Camaraderie. Friendship. Self-confidence. Charm. You have that, and more, in spades. It is little wonder you are so popular among our fellow Autobots. You can take their anger and their criticisms of you, and let it fall away like water off a duck's back. Nothing seems to faze you. Serious one moment, jovial the next. Strong. Powerful. Popular. Light-hearted.
Free.
You may think of me as a stick-in-the-mud, Sideswipe… Too devoted to my job… that I take things too seriously… that I have no concept of "fun". That certainly is true.
But you'll never know how jealous I am of you.
Re: Jealous Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-19 08:08 am (UTC)Re: Jealous Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-19 12:57 pm (UTC)Watching your bright blue eyes in the freeze frame
I've seen them so many times I feel like I must be your best friend
You're looking fine, so fine
Oh my, dressed up like a lovely day...
Coming home late at night to turn you on
Checking out every frame, I've got slow motion on my side
Turning it around and around
With the sound, I've got it under my control...
*growls at songfic bunnies* Nicely done! ^_^
Re: Jealous Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-21 02:06 am (UTC)Re: Jealous Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-21 03:14 am (UTC)Re: Jealous Red Alert
Date: 2006-04-22 10:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 05:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-04-18 11:01 pm (UTC)Naughty Red Alert with a side of Inferno, and On-Their-Knees Aerials, pleases?
Naughty Red - SLASH WARNINGS!!
Date: 2006-06-04 05:36 am (UTC)------------------------
Even for having known him for vorns, Inferno had a hard time imagining that Red Alert was ever capable of being "naughty". Then again, he could understand the source of his frustration.
And it wasn't like he was really complaining about it. Not truly.
He had known that Red Alert had suffered through a particularly frustrating day. The problems had started early in the morning, innocently enough, but still annoying, concerning an energon dispenser that was dispensing cherry Jell-O instead of energon. Then there had apparently been some disagreements between the Autobots and some of their resource suppliers and some missing cheques. It had taken a good number of phone calls to track everything down and get all parties satisfied (prompting a couple grumbles about the post office and conspiracy theories in the process). A Decepticon attack on an oil station in the southwest at midday shifted things from 'annoying' to 'bad' pretty quickly. That Megatron OR Starscream didn't seem to be involved had Red barking about "red herrings" and was warning everyone on the comms about being prepared for sneak attacks at any moment.
The list went on, but to make a long story short, by the time Inferno was finally able to pry Red Alert off his shift, the Security Director was one frazzled, wound up mass of nerves and tense energy.
Frustrated energy that he was now taking out rather 'creatively' on Inferno.
The smaller mech had directed Inferno to lay on his back on his bunk, and to not move. To even ensure this, Red Alert had magnetized the bottom of the bunk with an electromagnetic sheet usually used for binding prisoners' wrists when transferring them around in the brig. It wasn't particularly strong, and Red had made sure it was on it's weakest setting so Inferno wouldn't be uncomfortable, but it would do the job temporarily.
So, removed of any movement of his own, Inferno was at the red-and-white's mercy. The smaller mech had quickly clambored up onto the bunk, straddling the fire truck's hips, and had begun torturing his friend through insistent, urgent touches and kisses all over his frame. They had started out teasingly and light, but had quickly melted into rough, desperate motions; a pent-up need for pleasure and release, building a similar need in his partner.
As Red's hand brushed around the inside of his front left wheel-well again, Inferno groaned, hands clenching into fists as he struggled between not breaking the magnetic connection and letting Red Alert do as he would, or letting his OWN mounting frustrations take over.
His friend's face appearing over the roof of his cab at that sound, Red Alert peered down at Inferno, his own optics bright. "Inferno?" he asked, quietly, his voice still strained with need.
Inferno managed a dry smirk as he looked up at his captor. "I'm as 'bout ready to burst as you are, Red. You don't release these locks, I'm gonna be releasin' 'em for ya," he warned playfully.
Crawling forward a little more up his friend's frame, Red Alert leaned down, lips brushing over Inferno's. "I've had enough of being battered around by the maelstrom today," he mumbled. "I'm ready to let go… if you'll catch me."
Positioned as he was on top of his chest, Inferno could feel his friend shaking, and could have sworn he could hear and feel the pulsing of Red Alert's spark. Or maybe it was his own spark's energy field buzzing and fluctuating that he was feeling. Nodding, it felt like a coiled spring had finally been released as Red Alert turned off the electromagnetic sheet keeping his back and arms pinned to the bunk.
Arms coming up immediately to encircle the smaller mech, Inferno practically coiled around Red Alert as much as his form allowed, kissing him soundly. He rolled over onto his side, then pinned the Security Director underneath him. "I'll catch you," he whispered back, then begun teasing him as he had just been teased earlier.
Re: Naughty Red - SLASH WARNINGS!!
Date: 2006-06-06 04:32 am (UTC)Re: Naughty Red - SLASH WARNINGS!!
Date: 2006-06-06 04:40 am (UTC)Sure you can use those lines. :D I'd say sayings like that are pretty much free for anyone to use. *^.^*
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