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I am not gonna be able to post this fic until I figure out a double entendre about Gilbert and a writing desk.

orz



eta: FINALLY. DX

eta2: and posted. Yeah, so I'm gonna go hide under a chair right now, be back some time next century. /o\

Date: 2009-11-17 04:26 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hervictory.livejournal.com
...my mind only went to naughty places. -_-

Date: 2009-11-17 04:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceitean.livejournal.com
naughty places are good! they are, in fact, quite apropos. Break is yanking Gilbert's chain, only I suck at coming up with witty double entendres. orz

Date: 2009-11-17 04:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hervictory.livejournal.com
Break: How is a raven like a writing desk?

Gilbert: ...*sigh* I have no idea, but I have a feeling you're going to tell me.

Break: There's actually no real answer. However, if Raven would be so kind as to let me bend him over this one, perhaps we can come up with an answer together~. *badtouchy*

/shot

Also, "yanking his chain" is a fabulous PH pun.

Date: 2009-11-17 04:44 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceitean.livejournal.com
rotflmao!


Also, "yanking his chain" is a fabulous PH pun.

...omg, it is. I didn't even realize that, aslkdfjas;dkf.

Date: 2009-11-17 04:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hervictory.livejournal.com
You're obviously more clever than you think you are! :D

orz

Date: 2009-11-17 04:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceitean.livejournal.com
XD

also -


“But why would you use Gilbert’s back as a desk?”

Oz’s head tilted to the side. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“…I see. I think I’m going to go make a pot of tea,” she announced abruptly to the room in general, “If you’ll excuse me,” and with that she fled the room as fast as her poofy skirts would let her.

Break followed Miss Sharon to the door, but stopped and turned back to Gilbert who was still wincing on the ground. “Just remember, Gilbert – "

Insert pervy comment, possibly referencing a time he gave young Gilbert the sex talk or about Gilbert bending over.
Edited Date: 2009-11-17 04:52 pm (UTC)

Re: orz

Date: 2009-11-17 04:56 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hervictory.livejournal.com
PFFFT yes. Oh Break, I love you so.

Re: orz

Date: 2009-11-17 04:59 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceitean.livejournal.com
b-but I don't know what he says, and it's like, the punch line of the whole stupid fic. /o\

Re: orz

Date: 2009-11-17 05:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hervictory.livejournal.com
*ponders*

"Just remember, Gilbert. If you allow young master Oz to use you as a desk, you will have to watch yourself. There's no telling what other masterpieces he might want to compose with you in such a precarious position."

/shot again.

Re: orz

Date: 2009-11-17 05:14 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] ceitean.livejournal.com
XD

how's this?


“We’ll be able to pound the pavement tomorrow.” Oz nodded.

“That is,” Break continued, “if you’re not too busy pounding the table.”

Gilbert gargled.
Edited Date: 2009-11-17 06:06 pm (UTC)

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