Post by Muse on Apr 3, 2011 5:08:04 GMT 10
Title: Victory
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 215
Pairing: Gary/Raoul
Round/Fight: 1/E
Summary: Gary is bent out of shape and stuck in a pathetic shame of an office; Raoul interrupts his angst with a very large victory. Warning: Rated for sexual innuendo.
Raoul’s grin threatened to split his face as he pushed back the tent-flap to what Gary mournfully called a ‘pathetic sham of an office’.
“Knock, why don’t you?” Gary’s attempt at spite fell flat, possibly because his “floor” consisted of trampled grass, not hardwood, which was apparently very sad news indeed.
“On what?” Raoul glanced back at the canvas “door”, and Gary sighed.
“What do you want?” he asked, eyeing the crisp clean bandages on Raoul’s head and arms.
Raoul folded his arms and triumphantly announced, “We have just had a victory!”
Rolling his eyes, Gary pursed his lips. “We’re in the middle of something someone’s now calling ‘The Immortals War’, Raoul. We don’t have victories. We have large, potentially very frightening beasts of many colors.”
Raoul frowned. This wasn’t going the way he had hoped. There was no “good job!” coming from Gary, he could tell.
“I happen to have a very large victory right here!” Raoul stabbed at the map covering Gary’s desk, pointing to where he had just met a giant about a mile away.
Gary looked at Raoul, then at the map, and scoffed.
“I can see you don’t believe me,” Raoul said sullenly, before dragging Gary to his feet. “I guess I’ll just have to show you said large victory.”
QC: by Cassandra
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 215
Pairing: Gary/Raoul
Round/Fight: 1/E
Summary: Gary is bent out of shape and stuck in a pathetic shame of an office; Raoul interrupts his angst with a very large victory. Warning: Rated for sexual innuendo.
Raoul’s grin threatened to split his face as he pushed back the tent-flap to what Gary mournfully called a ‘pathetic sham of an office’.
“Knock, why don’t you?” Gary’s attempt at spite fell flat, possibly because his “floor” consisted of trampled grass, not hardwood, which was apparently very sad news indeed.
“On what?” Raoul glanced back at the canvas “door”, and Gary sighed.
“What do you want?” he asked, eyeing the crisp clean bandages on Raoul’s head and arms.
Raoul folded his arms and triumphantly announced, “We have just had a victory!”
Rolling his eyes, Gary pursed his lips. “We’re in the middle of something someone’s now calling ‘The Immortals War’, Raoul. We don’t have victories. We have large, potentially very frightening beasts of many colors.”
Raoul frowned. This wasn’t going the way he had hoped. There was no “good job!” coming from Gary, he could tell.
“I happen to have a very large victory right here!” Raoul stabbed at the map covering Gary’s desk, pointing to where he had just met a giant about a mile away.
Gary looked at Raoul, then at the map, and scoffed.
“I can see you don’t believe me,” Raoul said sullenly, before dragging Gary to his feet. “I guess I’ll just have to show you said large victory.”
QC: by Cassandra
Maybe once we'd have seen it during Smackdown!