Post by greenie on Feb 3, 2010 20:02:54 GMT 10
Title: Mistaken Identity
Rating: PG-13
Length: 278
Competitor: Alanna
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Gary's in for an early morning shock.
Gary knocked on the door and strode in, carefully balancing his stack of parchments. “Morning, Alanna. I have reports here you need to look at, and I need those other reports and supply lists from you by midday. Sooner, if possible.” He belatedly realised that it was an hour past dawn and it was odd for her to be still in bed. “Are you feeling alright?” As soon as he’d asked, he looked properly at the bed and saw the brown head of hair nestled into Alanna. “Oh, I thought you were still in Port Caynn. Really George, you need to cut your hair, it’s getting unruly. If you want plenty of hair, it’s best to grow a moustache.” He stroked his own. “It’s much classier.”
“I don’t think that will be happening, Gary.” Alanna sat up, and Keladry of Mindelan rolled over and opened her eyes.
“Ah!” Gary jumped backwards in surprise and dropped his stack of parchments.
Kel’s eyes widened. “Prime Minister!”
“Gary, out.” Alanna pointed to the door. “I’ll have the reports to you by midmorning.”
“Um, yes,” said Gary. “I’ll go, we can er, talk about those reports later. Yes, I think that would be breast. No! Best, not er, um… Good. Very good. Well, I’ll be off then.” He hastily shut the door behind him, and Alanna burst out laughing.
“Poor Gary, he was all flustered.”
“Do you think he’s angry that you’re with another woman?”
Alanna shook her head and ran her hand over Kel’s bare stomach. “Just surprised, is all.” She leaned in close to Kel’s ear. “And personally, I will never forgive you if you grow a moustache like his.”
Rating: PG-13
Length: 278
Competitor: Alanna
Round/Fight: 1/H
Summary: Gary's in for an early morning shock.
Gary knocked on the door and strode in, carefully balancing his stack of parchments. “Morning, Alanna. I have reports here you need to look at, and I need those other reports and supply lists from you by midday. Sooner, if possible.” He belatedly realised that it was an hour past dawn and it was odd for her to be still in bed. “Are you feeling alright?” As soon as he’d asked, he looked properly at the bed and saw the brown head of hair nestled into Alanna. “Oh, I thought you were still in Port Caynn. Really George, you need to cut your hair, it’s getting unruly. If you want plenty of hair, it’s best to grow a moustache.” He stroked his own. “It’s much classier.”
“I don’t think that will be happening, Gary.” Alanna sat up, and Keladry of Mindelan rolled over and opened her eyes.
“Ah!” Gary jumped backwards in surprise and dropped his stack of parchments.
Kel’s eyes widened. “Prime Minister!”
“Gary, out.” Alanna pointed to the door. “I’ll have the reports to you by midmorning.”
“Um, yes,” said Gary. “I’ll go, we can er, talk about those reports later. Yes, I think that would be breast. No! Best, not er, um… Good. Very good. Well, I’ll be off then.” He hastily shut the door behind him, and Alanna burst out laughing.
“Poor Gary, he was all flustered.”
“Do you think he’s angry that you’re with another woman?”
Alanna shook her head and ran her hand over Kel’s bare stomach. “Just surprised, is all.” She leaned in close to Kel’s ear. “And personally, I will never forgive you if you grow a moustache like his.”