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clex_monkie89) wrote2006-02-25 01:11 am
clex_monkie89) wrote2006-02-25 01:11 am
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MVBitchy again
More of the dialog-only fic. I think this might be the end but I still need help. It feels chunky in some parts, like it was a weird transition. But I figured that that would feel kinda right if you had a couple of teenage kids talking.
Lemme know what works for you and what doesn't. This lacks a header because I won't put one on until I know if I'm done or not.
I totally need to make myself a MLV icon because I do.
"I'm bored."
"Then go. Home."
"I don't wanna, it's boring over there."
"I don't care, I don't want you here."
"You're a sucky friend."
"We're not friends."
"Whatever, we are too."
"No, we aren't; you think my brother is cute and you hang out with me because you hope I'll say something nice about you to him so he'll want to take you away and have incredibly annoying, stupid little babies with you."
"You're a real bitch, you know that? And okay, yes, I think Lincoln's cute but I hang out with you because you're cool when you aren't in a bad mood."
"I'm not in a bad mood and I'm not a bitch, girls are bitches I'm an asshole."
"No, you're being a bitch and I think you're pre-menstrual. Do you need to borrow a pad or are you covered?"
"I'm covered, thanks. Think you could shut up now so I can watch the movie please?"
"Whatever."
"Stop staring at me."
"You're really pretty, you know that?"
"Did you know that, contrary to popular belief, the fact that I like guys does not mean that I'm female?"
"But you are pretty like a girl."
"One day I'm going to punch you very hard in your face."
"No you won't because Lincoln would beat you like a drag queen at a tractor-pull if you hit a girl."
"No he wouldn't, he's hit girls before and he knows they deserve it sometimes."
"Just because you're small and womanly doesn't mean you count as hitting a girl."
"Funny. He really has though you know, he's hit like three girls and he choked mom once."
"No way, really? Why?"
"According to him mom said something that made him mad and he didn't mean to but she was like an inch off the ground. It actually looked a little cool, except for the choking. And then once he hit a lady from social services who called me a liar and then he broke Kim's collarbone because she threatened to call the cops on us. He actually beat her pretty bad but the collarbone is what sticks out most in my mind because she actually went to the hospital for that."
"Wow. ...What about the other one?"
"Kim --not the same one as the collarbone-- she was in City of Angels with us. She picked on us non-stop but one day she just went too far, she crossed the line and Lincoln just socked her right in the face. He broke her cheekbone and she still had a black-eye when I left. It was cool."
"I... I didn't know you guys were in a group-home."
"That's because we never told you."
"No really, you think? Moron. That's why you got all scared when the cops were here the other day, isn't it?"
"Lincoln would get arrested and I'd get sent back to another group-home, probably Erin-House. That's where they send the kids who need special attention."
"Why would he get arrested? He's over eighteen and a close blood relation, wouldn't they want you to be with him? Unless he doesn't have custody of you, why doesn't he have custody of you?"
"You know for someone who acts like such a complete idiot most of the time you sure do know a lot."
"Eat me."
"Not if even if you were covered in barbecue sauce."
"Thank you. And you really aren't going to get me off the topic that easily: Why doesn't he have custody of you?"
"Because people are stupid and I have a note on my files saying I'm not supposed to be around him."
"What? What kind of note? What people? What-- I have so many questions now..."
"Good. Now you can keep them to yourself and you can look convincing when you say you're thinking."
"See this? It's me ignoring you. Okay, in order of importance: Why doesn't Lincoln have custody of you? Who are --and don't be a smart ass-- the stupid people? What kind of note and what file?"
"Okay, A: Because. B: The kind that stupid people put in other people's files. C: The bad kind of note, and D: My file."
"Smart ass. Tell me the truth or you're getting a purple nurple."
"Touch me and I'll kill you."
"Tell me or I'll touch you. You know I'll do it."
"Fine. Mom died, we ran, we got caught, something happened, Lincoln and I fought, I told something, someone else told something first, we got split up, Lincoln turned eighteen, I ran, here we are."
"You..."
"Ow! Why did you hit me? I told you the truth!"
"I hit you because you're an idiot. Trying to find something out from you is like pulling teeth! Say it with me Michael: Details."
"Well you aren't getting them --Ow! Stop hitting me!"
"Then stop acting like a baby."
"I'm not acting like a baby."
"Yes, you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Are too."
"I'm not doing this."
"Come on Michael, who am I going to tell? I know one person not related to you and that's my dad."
"If I find out you told anyone I will never speak to you again. I'm not kidding, not a single word, I will go out of my way to ignore you. Actually I want you to pinkie-swear you wont tell anyone."
"I'm sorry, are you really fifteen? Tell the truth, you're a four-year-old, aren't you?"
"Do it or you learn nothing."
"Fine, fine, I pinkie-swear. Now tell me."
"When we were in City of Angels someone in our hall got his gameboy stolen. Linc knew who did it but wouldn't tell because he's an idiot so I went to tell. When I got to the office though I found out that the guy who stole it said Lincoln did it and then Lincoln got moved to a different group home. And now I'm not allowed to be around him."
"I get the part where they moved him but why would that mean you can't be around him?"
"Because they said so."
"That's not how it works Michael."
"Well it was in this case, can I please watch my fucking movie now?"
"T'ch. Bitch."
"Crack-whore."
"Eat me."
"Blow me."
"Whip it out shemale."
"You're creepy. ...This movie really sucks, doesn't it?"
"It sucks more ass then you do on rent day."
"At least I brush my teeth afterwards."
"Ew."
"The one guy is kinda... cute though."
"Aww, does Mikey have a cwush?"
"You're not allowed to call me that. I'm not kidding."
"Whatever fuckwad, which one is cute?"
"Bill I think."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Nothing just didn't take you for the blond type."
"Bill's not the blond one."
"He is too."
"He is not."
"Yeah, Bill's the blond one and the other one is Ted."
"Oh. Then I was talking about the other one."
"Heh, you wanna have assbabies with him."
"Shut up, I do not."
"Yes you do, you want him to totally get you pregnant so you two can have little flannel-wearing babies."
"There are so many things wrong with that sentence I don't know where to start."
"That sentence is wrong but you say nothing about the one where I talk about small human beings coming out of your ass?"
"That's because it's the great gay dream to have people --nevermind."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"No, that was something, what were you gonna say?"
"I wasn't gonna say anything."
"Yes you were, you were gonna say that the great gay dream was to have people fall out of your ass, weren't you?"
"No."
"Liar! Ew you sicko! Is that what happened to Lincoln?"
"I told you I didn't touch your hamster--"
"Guinea pig."
"Whatever. He ran away because you kept him in your underwear drawer."
"No he didn't he's probably in your colon right now!"
"Hey! Stop that! Get off me!"
"Hello? Lincoln are you in there? Can you hear me? Hello? Lincoln?"
"What the fuck is going on here?"
"Linc get her off me! Help!"
"This isn't what it looks like."
"You're sitting on my brother's legs with your face in his crotch--"
"Abdomen."
"Same fucking thing. I'm sure you two are playing Sega."
"Get her off me she's gonna give me syphilis-- ow!"
"You deserved that one Tink. I'm gonna leave you two to your gay sex and go get food."
"No! Lincoln! Wait you bastard! Ugh."
"Did he just call me a guy or you a girl?"
"Since his boobs are bigger than yours I think he called you a guy now can you please move your girls parts off me; you're gonna make it crawl inside me and cry."
"God you really are gay, aren't you?"
"And getting gayer by the second. Hey! Don't poke it!"
"You're not even a little hard."
"Because girls don't make me hard, we've been through this before."
"But you'd think that rubbing against it would do something."
"You would be wrong then."
"What does it?"
"What?"
"What does it, what makes you hard?"
"I'm not telling you!"
"Why? I don't mind."
"I know, you made that clear the last time you asked to watch."
"One guy is hot, two are hotter, you of all people should know that."
"Can we please talk about something else now?"
"Like how badly you want Ted 'Theodore' Logan to fuck you?"
"That's it, leave. Pack up your vagina and go home."
"You're such a prude."
"I'm not a prude, I just don't like talking about those things."
"Prude. It's okay though, I still love you."
"If you loved me you wouldn't smell like that."
"Sorry, dad got the baby-powder deoderent instead unscented kind, is it too strong?"
"No, just... itchy smelling."
"Think Linc would mind if I borrowed his?"
"Not as much as when you borrow his razors."
"Yeah but that's funny."
"And dangerous."
"Yeah cause I'm gonna catch stupid from his razor?"
"You could catch other things."
"No I can't, if he had anything you'd stab him in the stomach to make him go to the hospital."
"Maybe not the stomach..."
"Yeah whatever."
"You like laying on me, don't you?"
"It's comforting, like when you lay on Linc like this. Something about your heartbeat and the way your voice echoes through your chest."
"V?"
"It's nothing. Dad went out to the bar again. I wish I were a guy."
"Being a guy doesn't make it easier."
"No but me turning into a guy is a hell of a lot more likely than you ever being straight."
"...The conversation you're having isn't the same one I'm having, is it?"
"I don't know anymore. It would be so much easier if you were straight. Linc's cute but even if he did wanna fuck me I'm not stupid enough to think we'd ever be anything else. We can't even be in the same room for more than ten minutes him getting pissed off."
"That's only because he has a short temper."
"Really? Cause I hadn't noticed. He's barely tolerated me for years and probably does a victory dance every time I leave the room."
"Cut him some slack, there's something about copying notes off of someone four years younger than you that makes some guys a little funked out."
"Whatever, you've been helping him read for as long as I can remember."
"Yeah, at home. When all his friends were freshmen he was stuck in sixth grade being tutored at school by you. Do you have any idea what kind of shit his friends gave him for that?"
"And it's my fault the teachers are retards?"
"I didn't say it was your fault, just that you have to understand."
"It doesn't change the fact that he doesn't like me. And if he doesn't like me then... ugh. I don't like this thought."
"You know V--"
"Knock knock? Hello? Is the sex done yet?"
"We aren't having sex."
"Oh good, you have clothes on. I got you both burgers, eat."
"That's okay, I'm not really hungry and my dad called anyway. I'm just gonna... go."
"Whatever."
"Shut up Linc."
"Fuck you, you can't tell me what to do, I'm older."
"But in Michael's defense his dick is much bigger than yours."
"Why are you still here?"
"I'm not. I'm gone. Later shemale, Rhino."
"Scat-queen."
"Shut up Linc, bye V."
"Bye."
"So."
"So what?"
"Now your dick's bigger than mine?"
"It was a joke."
"Because I'm pretty sure that mine was still bigger last night."
"Linc don't, Veronica's probably right outside."
"Who cares?"
"Linc no, donnn... Nnng..."
The movie they're watching is this one.
Lemme know what works for you and what doesn't. This lacks a header because I won't put one on until I know if I'm done or not.
I totally need to make myself a MLV icon because I do.
"I'm bored."
"Then go. Home."
"I don't wanna, it's boring over there."
"I don't care, I don't want you here."
"You're a sucky friend."
"We're not friends."
"Whatever, we are too."
"No, we aren't; you think my brother is cute and you hang out with me because you hope I'll say something nice about you to him so he'll want to take you away and have incredibly annoying, stupid little babies with you."
"You're a real bitch, you know that? And okay, yes, I think Lincoln's cute but I hang out with you because you're cool when you aren't in a bad mood."
"I'm not in a bad mood and I'm not a bitch, girls are bitches I'm an asshole."
"No, you're being a bitch and I think you're pre-menstrual. Do you need to borrow a pad or are you covered?"
"I'm covered, thanks. Think you could shut up now so I can watch the movie please?"
"Whatever."
"Stop staring at me."
"You're really pretty, you know that?"
"Did you know that, contrary to popular belief, the fact that I like guys does not mean that I'm female?"
"But you are pretty like a girl."
"One day I'm going to punch you very hard in your face."
"No you won't because Lincoln would beat you like a drag queen at a tractor-pull if you hit a girl."
"No he wouldn't, he's hit girls before and he knows they deserve it sometimes."
"Just because you're small and womanly doesn't mean you count as hitting a girl."
"Funny. He really has though you know, he's hit like three girls and he choked mom once."
"No way, really? Why?"
"According to him mom said something that made him mad and he didn't mean to but she was like an inch off the ground. It actually looked a little cool, except for the choking. And then once he hit a lady from social services who called me a liar and then he broke Kim's collarbone because she threatened to call the cops on us. He actually beat her pretty bad but the collarbone is what sticks out most in my mind because she actually went to the hospital for that."
"Wow. ...What about the other one?"
"Kim --not the same one as the collarbone-- she was in City of Angels with us. She picked on us non-stop but one day she just went too far, she crossed the line and Lincoln just socked her right in the face. He broke her cheekbone and she still had a black-eye when I left. It was cool."
"I... I didn't know you guys were in a group-home."
"That's because we never told you."
"No really, you think? Moron. That's why you got all scared when the cops were here the other day, isn't it?"
"Lincoln would get arrested and I'd get sent back to another group-home, probably Erin-House. That's where they send the kids who need special attention."
"Why would he get arrested? He's over eighteen and a close blood relation, wouldn't they want you to be with him? Unless he doesn't have custody of you, why doesn't he have custody of you?"
"You know for someone who acts like such a complete idiot most of the time you sure do know a lot."
"Eat me."
"Not if even if you were covered in barbecue sauce."
"Thank you. And you really aren't going to get me off the topic that easily: Why doesn't he have custody of you?"
"Because people are stupid and I have a note on my files saying I'm not supposed to be around him."
"What? What kind of note? What people? What-- I have so many questions now..."
"Good. Now you can keep them to yourself and you can look convincing when you say you're thinking."
"See this? It's me ignoring you. Okay, in order of importance: Why doesn't Lincoln have custody of you? Who are --and don't be a smart ass-- the stupid people? What kind of note and what file?"
"Okay, A: Because. B: The kind that stupid people put in other people's files. C: The bad kind of note, and D: My file."
"Smart ass. Tell me the truth or you're getting a purple nurple."
"Touch me and I'll kill you."
"Tell me or I'll touch you. You know I'll do it."
"Fine. Mom died, we ran, we got caught, something happened, Lincoln and I fought, I told something, someone else told something first, we got split up, Lincoln turned eighteen, I ran, here we are."
"You..."
"Ow! Why did you hit me? I told you the truth!"
"I hit you because you're an idiot. Trying to find something out from you is like pulling teeth! Say it with me Michael: Details."
"Well you aren't getting them --Ow! Stop hitting me!"
"Then stop acting like a baby."
"I'm not acting like a baby."
"Yes, you are."
"No, I'm not."
"Are too."
"I'm not doing this."
"Come on Michael, who am I going to tell? I know one person not related to you and that's my dad."
"If I find out you told anyone I will never speak to you again. I'm not kidding, not a single word, I will go out of my way to ignore you. Actually I want you to pinkie-swear you wont tell anyone."
"I'm sorry, are you really fifteen? Tell the truth, you're a four-year-old, aren't you?"
"Do it or you learn nothing."
"Fine, fine, I pinkie-swear. Now tell me."
"When we were in City of Angels someone in our hall got his gameboy stolen. Linc knew who did it but wouldn't tell because he's an idiot so I went to tell. When I got to the office though I found out that the guy who stole it said Lincoln did it and then Lincoln got moved to a different group home. And now I'm not allowed to be around him."
"I get the part where they moved him but why would that mean you can't be around him?"
"Because they said so."
"That's not how it works Michael."
"Well it was in this case, can I please watch my fucking movie now?"
"T'ch. Bitch."
"Crack-whore."
"Eat me."
"Blow me."
"Whip it out shemale."
"You're creepy. ...This movie really sucks, doesn't it?"
"It sucks more ass then you do on rent day."
"At least I brush my teeth afterwards."
"Ew."
"The one guy is kinda... cute though."
"Aww, does Mikey have a cwush?"
"You're not allowed to call me that. I'm not kidding."
"Whatever fuckwad, which one is cute?"
"Bill I think."
"Really?"
"Yeah. Why?"
"Nothing just didn't take you for the blond type."
"Bill's not the blond one."
"He is too."
"He is not."
"Yeah, Bill's the blond one and the other one is Ted."
"Oh. Then I was talking about the other one."
"Heh, you wanna have assbabies with him."
"Shut up, I do not."
"Yes you do, you want him to totally get you pregnant so you two can have little flannel-wearing babies."
"There are so many things wrong with that sentence I don't know where to start."
"That sentence is wrong but you say nothing about the one where I talk about small human beings coming out of your ass?"
"That's because it's the great gay dream to have people --nevermind."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"No, that was something, what were you gonna say?"
"I wasn't gonna say anything."
"Yes you were, you were gonna say that the great gay dream was to have people fall out of your ass, weren't you?"
"No."
"Liar! Ew you sicko! Is that what happened to Lincoln?"
"I told you I didn't touch your hamster--"
"Guinea pig."
"Whatever. He ran away because you kept him in your underwear drawer."
"No he didn't he's probably in your colon right now!"
"Hey! Stop that! Get off me!"
"Hello? Lincoln are you in there? Can you hear me? Hello? Lincoln?"
"What the fuck is going on here?"
"Linc get her off me! Help!"
"This isn't what it looks like."
"You're sitting on my brother's legs with your face in his crotch--"
"Abdomen."
"Same fucking thing. I'm sure you two are playing Sega."
"Get her off me she's gonna give me syphilis-- ow!"
"You deserved that one Tink. I'm gonna leave you two to your gay sex and go get food."
"No! Lincoln! Wait you bastard! Ugh."
"Did he just call me a guy or you a girl?"
"Since his boobs are bigger than yours I think he called you a guy now can you please move your girls parts off me; you're gonna make it crawl inside me and cry."
"God you really are gay, aren't you?"
"And getting gayer by the second. Hey! Don't poke it!"
"You're not even a little hard."
"Because girls don't make me hard, we've been through this before."
"But you'd think that rubbing against it would do something."
"You would be wrong then."
"What does it?"
"What?"
"What does it, what makes you hard?"
"I'm not telling you!"
"Why? I don't mind."
"I know, you made that clear the last time you asked to watch."
"One guy is hot, two are hotter, you of all people should know that."
"Can we please talk about something else now?"
"Like how badly you want Ted 'Theodore' Logan to fuck you?"
"That's it, leave. Pack up your vagina and go home."
"You're such a prude."
"I'm not a prude, I just don't like talking about those things."
"Prude. It's okay though, I still love you."
"If you loved me you wouldn't smell like that."
"Sorry, dad got the baby-powder deoderent instead unscented kind, is it too strong?"
"No, just... itchy smelling."
"Think Linc would mind if I borrowed his?"
"Not as much as when you borrow his razors."
"Yeah but that's funny."
"And dangerous."
"Yeah cause I'm gonna catch stupid from his razor?"
"You could catch other things."
"No I can't, if he had anything you'd stab him in the stomach to make him go to the hospital."
"Maybe not the stomach..."
"Yeah whatever."
"You like laying on me, don't you?"
"It's comforting, like when you lay on Linc like this. Something about your heartbeat and the way your voice echoes through your chest."
"V?"
"It's nothing. Dad went out to the bar again. I wish I were a guy."
"Being a guy doesn't make it easier."
"No but me turning into a guy is a hell of a lot more likely than you ever being straight."
"...The conversation you're having isn't the same one I'm having, is it?"
"I don't know anymore. It would be so much easier if you were straight. Linc's cute but even if he did wanna fuck me I'm not stupid enough to think we'd ever be anything else. We can't even be in the same room for more than ten minutes him getting pissed off."
"That's only because he has a short temper."
"Really? Cause I hadn't noticed. He's barely tolerated me for years and probably does a victory dance every time I leave the room."
"Cut him some slack, there's something about copying notes off of someone four years younger than you that makes some guys a little funked out."
"Whatever, you've been helping him read for as long as I can remember."
"Yeah, at home. When all his friends were freshmen he was stuck in sixth grade being tutored at school by you. Do you have any idea what kind of shit his friends gave him for that?"
"And it's my fault the teachers are retards?"
"I didn't say it was your fault, just that you have to understand."
"It doesn't change the fact that he doesn't like me. And if he doesn't like me then... ugh. I don't like this thought."
"You know V--"
"Knock knock? Hello? Is the sex done yet?"
"We aren't having sex."
"Oh good, you have clothes on. I got you both burgers, eat."
"That's okay, I'm not really hungry and my dad called anyway. I'm just gonna... go."
"Whatever."
"Shut up Linc."
"Fuck you, you can't tell me what to do, I'm older."
"But in Michael's defense his dick is much bigger than yours."
"Why are you still here?"
"I'm not. I'm gone. Later shemale, Rhino."
"Scat-queen."
"Shut up Linc, bye V."
"Bye."
"So."
"So what?"
"Now your dick's bigger than mine?"
"It was a joke."
"Because I'm pretty sure that mine was still bigger last night."
"Linc don't, Veronica's probably right outside."
"Who cares?"
"Linc no, donnn... Nnng..."
The movie they're watching is this one.
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How come my time zone doesn't get to be with the other time zones? :(
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Yay thanks!
And? OMGPICCIE! *LOVES YOU AND SAVES*
How come my time zone doesn't get to be with the other time zones? :(
Because I was too embarassed to ask you what your Timezone was because I couldn't remember it. Of course if you just happen to mention it that'd be different.
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And uh, glad you like the picture.
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Oh that's so wrong. So that means I totally had the time right, it was just for the wrong person. Oy. *Goes to add you right*
And uh, glad you like the picture.
Dude you rock. Hardcore.
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I really like the Veronica in my head.
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Give it your best shot. And good luck. If anyone can do it, you can.
have another cute little Midnight Ficlet along this vein that I'm thinking through right now.
Yay! Anything that means you're gonna write more fic!
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I... That is so amazingly cool I don't know where to start.
Yay! Anything that means you're gonna write more fic!
I so am. The only thing is now it makes me wish I had better graphic skills because I can see everything so clear in my head and I want everyone else to see it too.
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Whee!!!
The only thing is now it makes me wish I had better graphic skills because I can see everything so clear in my head and I want everyone else to see it too.
In this fic, I can see everything perfectly in my mind (Though, it might be different than what's in your mind). To me, you have no problems with getting your images across in your writing. All of your stuff always makes me see the story.
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I usually can't write a fic unless I can see what's going on because even if it's just something like this I have to be able to actually see it happening.
It's kinda sad but I wanna MSPaint the layout of the room because it's so fricken clear and right there in my head.
Writing is weird.
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Yeah. It really, really is. Lately, I haven't even been wanting to deal with it.
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With me? Lately I've been wanting to write like, all the time, I just can't seem to get the right words for what's in my head.
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"Yes you do, you want him to totally get you pregnant so you two can have little flannel-wearing babies."
Lots of funny bits, but this made me lough out loud for some reason :P Love them arguing over Bill and Ted and Michael getting them mixed up.
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I totally love them like this, in my head he's her Gay Boyfriend and they just bitch non-stop and be losers with each other. I'm not entirely sure where it came from but I like it.
Lots of funny bits, but this made me lough out loud for some reason :P
Maybe an awkward MPreg mental?
Love them arguing over Bill and Ted and Michael getting them mixed up.
Oddly enough? That came about because I was thinking about how I only know that Keanu played Ted because of an X-Men (Movieverse) Crack-Fic where Wolverine was him when he got older (If the Wyld Stallions broke up). Somehow it turned into that. o_O?
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But reading the whole thing now, with the picking and bitching and bantering, and Linc's boobs being bigger than Veronica's (heh), and her attraction to Lincoln that she's predetermined will crash and burn, and then this,
"And dangerous."
"Yeah cause I'm gonna catch stupid from his razor?"
I got a real kick out of it. Plus, Michael crushing on Keanu Reeves-- heh.
Titles, titles, Hmmmm... "I Said No The First Time", "Can We Just Watch The Damn Movie?", "Substitute People"" (stolen from Elizabethtown, which I just watched), "Bonding Through Bitching" (heh!), "We Want The Same Things", "Somehow, It's All About Lincoln", "Same Time Tomorrow?", "I Hate That You Know Me This Well", "Not Your Agony Aunt" (bitchy Heh!), "This Couch Isn't Big Enough For The Two Of Us", "Will You Just Stop?", "Really No. I Mean It."
*Cough* Well, I can't promise they're good, but there are a LOT of them to consider.
;)
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I get that, it's hard to get the tone of voice right without any exposition but I see him glaring at her and that being a very... dry? response. I'm not sure that's the right word. It was surprisingly hard to do that line because when I've asked my guy friends if they need pads the response is usually something like "No but if you have a tampon those are fun!" Of course all my friends are idiots so...
But reading the whole thing now, with the picking and bitching and bantering, and Linc's boobs being bigger than Veronica's (heh), and her attraction to Lincoln that she's predetermined will crash and burn, and then this,
V's a smart girl and I think she's always known that her and Linc were/are doomed. They're too different to be much more than friends for very long.
"And dangerous."
"Yeah cause I'm gonna catch stupid from his razor?"
That line was fun to write, I admit.
I got a real kick out of it. Plus, Michael crushing on Keanu Reeves-- heh.
Thank you! And the Keanue Reeves thing just popped out of nowhere and fit oddly perfectly.
"Same Time Tomorrow?"
I think I really like that one best. Because that right there shows that this isn't just a one-time thing; they're always like this and they probably always will be to an extent. Thank you again for the help, I lose at titles.
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I think I really like that one best. Because that right there shows that this isn't just a one-time thing; they're always like this and they probably always will be to an extent.
Yes, that was why I liked it too-- it's bitching and poking, and yet they kind of get each other and they enjoy spending time together even though they wouldn't want to actually admit it!
Thank you again for the help, I lose at titles.
But you win at life! At least in an LJ sense.
And you're very welcome :)
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Oh no! Because admitting it would mean that they're friends and they're obviously not friends at all. Right? ;P
But you win at life! At least in an LJ sense.
Yay! I win!