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[Stephen is on his way to work when he bumps into Bones on the sidewalk.]
Oh hey, man. Sorry about that.
[Oh, what's this? They happened to have stopped under a lamppost upon which rests a sprig of mistletoe? There is a brief moment of internal struggle before Stephen grabs him by the front of his shirt and kisses him.]
Oh hey, man. Sorry about that.
[Oh, what's this? They happened to have stopped under a lamppost upon which rests a sprig of mistletoe? There is a brief moment of internal struggle before Stephen grabs him by the front of his shirt and kisses him.]
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[There is a tap on McCoy's shoulder. Behind him is a very tiny lady with very pink hair and a very large set of wings, grinning up at him.]
Hi, I'm Dulcie.
[That's polite, right? Now comes the bit where she gets to throw her arms around his neck and plant one on him.]
Hi, I'm Dulcie.
[That's polite, right? Now comes the bit where she gets to throw her arms around his neck and plant one on him.]
[He's actually on his way to the supermarket. Even thieves have to eat, when he passes Bones in the street. He pauses for a second, for reasons he knows not, and:
Grabs him by the back of the neck and kisses him.]
Grabs him by the back of the neck and kisses him.]
[ natasha is just walking behind him on the sidewalk why are you going so slowly get off your phone bones. ]
That's most likely the least of your concerns.
[ and then she arches up on tiptoe--everyone and their mother is taller than natasha--slides a hand around his neck and pulls him down to kiss him. 8| ]
That's most likely the least of your concerns.
[ and then she arches up on tiptoe--everyone and their mother is taller than natasha--slides a hand around his neck and pulls him down to kiss him. 8| ]
Edited 2011-12-11 16:24 (UTC)
[ If it weren't for the curse, McCoy might actually use some of his Starfleet-given hand-to-hand training. Being grabbed by the back of the neck when you're not expecting it is not the most fun thing in the world, after all.
But nope. Instead, he kisses back. Goddammit, why are all the men he's kissing so against shaving? (Like he can talk, half the time.) ]
But nope. Instead, he kisses back. Goddammit, why are all the men he's kissing so against shaving? (Like he can talk, half the time.) ]
[It's a pretty quality kiss, too. It lasts minute before Pink pulls away]
What the fuck was that?
What the fuck was that?
[ scarlett johansson natasha is 5'4" excuse you come down here bones. and natasha is very good at this kissing business so enjoy the moment before she pulls away and ruins it.
which is happening right about now. ]
Walk faster.
[ as if the kiss was...just a precursor to this comment... ]
which is happening right about now. ]
Walk faster.
[ as if the kiss was...just a precursor to this comment... ]
[Pink eyes Bones for a long, long second.]
Okay, I'll tell you what. No one finds out about this and everything is fucking fine, okay?
Okay, I'll tell you what. No one finds out about this and everything is fucking fine, okay?
[ B| ]
Fuck if I know. I don't fucking know you! You could get off on this shit!
Fuck if I know. I don't fucking know you! You could get off on this shit!
I don't typically kiss strangers on the street.
[ sorry for manhandling you and invading your personal space and kissing you, bro. ]
[ sorry for manhandling you and invading your personal space and kissing you, bro. ]
I do not get off on assaulting assholes with faggoty fucking accents, okay?
[YES. YES HE WENT THERE.]
[YES. YES HE WENT THERE.]
I suppose it's too late for introductions?
[ making out in the street sort of bypasses that... ]
[ making out in the street sort of bypasses that... ]
Does the problem with your fucking mouth extend to your ears, too?
[It does not help that Mr. Pink is shorter than Bones and also has the name Mr. Pink.]
[It does not help that Mr. Pink is shorter than Bones and also has the name Mr. Pink.]
[Luckily Pink hears warnings, unlike some other members of his circle of acquaintances. He takes a step back, okay.]
Fuck this shit.
[And a cigarette is pulled out of his coat pocket. He gave up quitting when he came to this hellhole, damn it.]
Fuck this shit.
[And a cigarette is pulled out of his coat pocket. He gave up quitting when he came to this hellhole, damn it.]
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