badfic_manor | ▓ Martini 11 ▓ // (forward dated after B's capture) There are worse things, perverse things // [vid]

[Cabin fever was a dangerous thing. Especially when it came to a certain Canadian. Since the announcement of B's arrest and capture, Wallace decided that hey, it was time to celebrate. All this doom and gloom needed shifting, and nothing broke the ice like a little bit of filthy humour. So he'd buried himself in the kitchen, (avoiding the dishwasher at all costs -- nngh corpses), and started baking. There was a batch of cookies already in the oven, but there was something.. a little off about the shaping and decorations of the already completed batch. The pilot for what he was about to do. Appearing on the network he grinned, not that outright annoying kind no one wants to see at a time like this, but it was assuring.]

Hey. We need some downtime and I've got just the idea. [Picking up a cookie, it's shape is ambiguous before it comes into focus. It's a boob biscuit, complete with icing and chocolate chip nipples. Because hey, to the general public boobs are more acceptable than peens, lord knows why.] I've got jugs, junk or butts, whatever floats your boat guys. Ya wann'em, they're in the kitchen with me.

Oh! and I've got a batch cooking now if you wanna decorate your own.

[He turns off the feed, content his job was done and turns to the iPod dock he'd dragged in from his room. Inappropriate music ahoy.]m

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[Mock surprise and offence here as she melodramatically pushes you away]

No! Twasn't! Twas a mutual affair~!!

[Letting his hand go, she manages to calm her laughing after a minute]

So, feel like letting me help make the next batch~?

[Gesturing to the mountains of XXX cookies]

Pah! Lies and felony!

[He smiles broadly, snickering, not quite laughing full out, then again he wasn't the kind to laugh at his own jokes.. unless they were awesome.]

Oooh Elphie, you naughty naughty girl. Shall I make a green one to stick to Piccolo?

[Halfway through a set of boobs, she very nearly chokes at the Piccolo comment, she's laughing so hard]

Um, how about NO? He'd kill you..and then probably eat it..

[Wallace shrugs and waves a hand.]

Eh. At least he couldn't fap over my body.

[He winces.]

Okay.. just eurgh..

[ This face, forever; O.O ]

.....um......

[Okay, what else can you REALLY say to that?]

[He writhed, wincing as he did.]

Oh god that didn't sound as bad in my head.

Forget I said that.

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