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umbralilliumTitle: Damage Control
Author: DaniKitten (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dollydani)
Character(s): Colby
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, if they were, Charlie would be my math professor and he would let me watch him have hot monkey sex with Colby. *wicked grin*
Warnings/Squicks: None
Summary: Colby does some damage control
Notes: Written in response to a sentence challenge posted on the revengeofthescribescribbles yahoo!group. Based on an actual incident that took place last night, while I was asleep withjestana's 1-year-old kitten, Gandalf, in the room with nothing to do since he had eaten his only form of entertainment: a moth. Also, takes place some 10-15 years in the past
Beta(s): none, but if you see something wrong, feel free to point it out to me.
Damage Control
"I'm going to hurt you." Colby growled, glaring at his 'victim.' In his right hand he held a pair of headphones, expensive headphones, with the wires exposed near the middle of the cord leading to the plug.
The perpetrator looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, as if asking 'Who? Me?'
Colby's glare increased five fold in the face of such stoicism. "Don't think those big, innocent eyes will fool me for one second, bub. I know you're the one that did this." He accused, waving the headphones in emphasis.
The perpetrator merely rubbed against Colby, eyes closed in contentment.
"Cute doesn't work on me anymore. You've tried it one too many times." Colby said, still glaring.
The perpetrator stopped rubbing against Colby and looked up at him, its mouth opened and a sound issued forth. "Meow."
End.
Author: DaniKitten (
dollydani)Character(s): Colby
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Not mine, if they were, Charlie would be my math professor and he would let me watch him have hot monkey sex with Colby. *wicked grin*
Warnings/Squicks: None
Summary: Colby does some damage control
Notes: Written in response to a sentence challenge posted on the revengeofthescribescribbles yahoo!group. Based on an actual incident that took place last night, while I was asleep with
jestana's 1-year-old kitten, Gandalf, in the room with nothing to do since he had eaten his only form of entertainment: a moth. Also, takes place some 10-15 years in the pastBeta(s): none, but if you see something wrong, feel free to point it out to me.
"I'm going to hurt you." Colby growled, glaring at his 'victim.' In his right hand he held a pair of headphones, expensive headphones, with the wires exposed near the middle of the cord leading to the plug.
The perpetrator looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, as if asking 'Who? Me?'
Colby's glare increased five fold in the face of such stoicism. "Don't think those big, innocent eyes will fool me for one second, bub. I know you're the one that did this." He accused, waving the headphones in emphasis.
The perpetrator merely rubbed against Colby, eyes closed in contentment.
"Cute doesn't work on me anymore. You've tried it one too many times." Colby said, still glaring.
The perpetrator stopped rubbing against Colby and looked up at him, its mouth opened and a sound issued forth. "Meow."
