Something Thickens. Meep B-day.
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charisstomaTitle: Something Thickens. Parts of plotbunnies maybe.
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 538
Rating: R
Follows from here
I leave it up to the reader as to if God’s name is taken in vain at the end of this recounting. Is it? Is it really? There are extenuating cir-cum-stances.
I do hope that Meep gets a new computer containing wrapped box on the 12th.
“It’s the 10th of April everyone. B-day is in only 2 days.” Listeners’ eyes and some ears rolled.
There were some soft spoken words that, if you really tried, you might hear, ‘know-it-all, conceited git’.
Ryder piped up hopefully, “Does anyone still have the directions to the address of the resister from our last attack?”
Heads turned looking around through the forest of ears.
“Ow! Why did ya do that?”
“You were suppose to file those.”
“Was not. Ryder was.” All eyes now focused on a red faced Ryder.
George retook control of the meeting, stepping up behind Ryder, possessor of a very nice tail, “I believe I might have seen a copy of the directions. I will assist him in hunting through his drawers after the meeting and see what we can find between us.”
Some close tried to keep a straight face but it was difficult with the comments behind them.
“That’s George speak to say I’m going to get into your pants.”
“Yeah, Ryder is going to be Rydden.”
“Think he’ll be on top?”
“If he is, he’ll still have his legs on either side of George’s hips. You know how George has to stick his *coughs* into everything.”
There was a giggling, “well, George does have more than one big head.”
“Really?” was asked with interest, “Just how big you talking?”
Paws roughly described the size and length. George or rather certain areas of George were suddenly the focus of rapt staring, distracting from the subject of George’s pronouncements. George being George, that lack of attention to what he was saying wasn’t too surprising.
What did perk up their ears was George delegating the committee formation to Delgado. Everyone listened to Delgado or else. You wanted a writer designated to you who listened, you listened to Delgado. They listened well but not before…
George was too busy herding Ryder out the back to go dig through those drawers, ‘he said’. This didn’t go unnoticed and the snickers of George ‘going out the back door to enter through a back door’ made the rounds of snickering discussion, with hopes that Ryder came well lubed, before they all settled into their specific committee’s allotted tasks.
Interestingly, George did find the missing directions AND the maps to go with them.
Yes, Ryder did walk funny for a few days. That was okay though as he has a fast recovery rate which perhaps explains the additional needs of George/Ryder meetings.
Ryder does seem to have an oft recurrent limp and/or to have developed an also frequent hoarseness. The comments on that last are totally uncalled for by parties with their panties in a twist. Where and what Ryder does with his oral fixation is after all between him and George.
George has been prey to vacant eyed smiling, an improvement everyone agrees and Ryder has been going around looking like he stole the cream. He’s been licking his lips a lot in George’s presence, a nervous tick I’m sure (I hear that snorting), which does seem to give rise to frequent impromptu meetings behind closed doors. There’s a lot of yelling at those meetings, God’s name figures into it often. George is losing his voice, also an improvement.
Continues here
Author: charisstoma
Word count: 538
Rating: R
Follows from here
I leave it up to the reader as to if God’s name is taken in vain at the end of this recounting. Is it? Is it really? There are extenuating cir-cum-stances.
I do hope that Meep gets a new computer containing wrapped box on the 12th.
“It’s the 10th of April everyone. B-day is in only 2 days.” Listeners’ eyes and some ears rolled.
There were some soft spoken words that, if you really tried, you might hear, ‘know-it-all, conceited git’.
Ryder piped up hopefully, “Does anyone still have the directions to the address of the resister from our last attack?”
Heads turned looking around through the forest of ears.
“Ow! Why did ya do that?”
“You were suppose to file those.”
“Was not. Ryder was.” All eyes now focused on a red faced Ryder.
George retook control of the meeting, stepping up behind Ryder, possessor of a very nice tail, “I believe I might have seen a copy of the directions. I will assist him in hunting through his drawers after the meeting and see what we can find between us.”
Some close tried to keep a straight face but it was difficult with the comments behind them.
“That’s George speak to say I’m going to get into your pants.”
“Yeah, Ryder is going to be Rydden.”
“Think he’ll be on top?”
“If he is, he’ll still have his legs on either side of George’s hips. You know how George has to stick his *coughs* into everything.”
There was a giggling, “well, George does have more than one big head.”
“Really?” was asked with interest, “Just how big you talking?”
Paws roughly described the size and length. George or rather certain areas of George were suddenly the focus of rapt staring, distracting from the subject of George’s pronouncements. George being George, that lack of attention to what he was saying wasn’t too surprising.
What did perk up their ears was George delegating the committee formation to Delgado. Everyone listened to Delgado or else. You wanted a writer designated to you who listened, you listened to Delgado. They listened well but not before…
George was too busy herding Ryder out the back to go dig through those drawers, ‘he said’. This didn’t go unnoticed and the snickers of George ‘going out the back door to enter through a back door’ made the rounds of snickering discussion, with hopes that Ryder came well lubed, before they all settled into their specific committee’s allotted tasks.
Interestingly, George did find the missing directions AND the maps to go with them.
Yes, Ryder did walk funny for a few days. That was okay though as he has a fast recovery rate which perhaps explains the additional needs of George/Ryder meetings.
Ryder does seem to have an oft recurrent limp and/or to have developed an also frequent hoarseness. The comments on that last are totally uncalled for by parties with their panties in a twist. Where and what Ryder does with his oral fixation is after all between him and George.
George has been prey to vacant eyed smiling, an improvement everyone agrees and Ryder has been going around looking like he stole the cream. He’s been licking his lips a lot in George’s presence, a nervous tick I’m sure (I hear that snorting), which does seem to give rise to frequent impromptu meetings behind closed doors. There’s a lot of yelling at those meetings, God’s name figures into it often. George is losing his voice, also an improvement.
Continues here
