[fic] On the other hand, he should prolly be grateful.

[ickaimp]

The party was still going strong when Aoko decided to head home. It was late, she was tired and sleep was calling her name. So she made her excuses from the party and headed home.

She went home, checked the message that her father had left on the answering machine and went upstairs to her room. Aoko turned on the light and paused, surprised to see her best friend in her room.

“Kaito?”

He smiled nervously.

She smiled back, shark-like, like a predator before prey. “Take off my blouse.”

He did so.

“And now my skirt.”

He did.

“And the stockings too.”

He knelt down and did so.

“And I’m taking you shopping for dresses tomorrow. Those were totally not your colour.”

Kaito sweatdropped.

-fin-


Sorry, I needed the crude humour. Has most definately been a Wednesday. ~_~

And as a word to the wise, never ever eat the 2 year old M&Ms. *_* Even if they are Halloween Colours.

Comments

Wednesdays and other Atrocities in History

[ysabet.livejournal.com]

Yup, it sure is. A Wednesday, I mean. Thanks for the KK humor-- am in the midst of working on WF14, so I needed that.

As for the M&Ms, did you check and make absolutely CERTAIN that none of 'em had legs? That's a vitally important part of ancient-candy-munching, you know; leave the ones with legs alone. They have their own agenda, and it does NOT include ingestion. However, just to make you feel better, here's a little sick humor for you:
http://girlamatic.com/series.php?name=biteme&view=current
**snicker** Sorry, couldn't resist; I was just reading the archives for the strip before I came here. Hope you feel better!