May I Have Your Attention Please.
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tanarillI have an announcement to make. The correct abbreviation for the name "tanarill" is "tan." As in what you do to animal hides to turn them into leather.
Work today . . . was not actually that bad, except that the building was too cod when I got in and then they cranked the heat up and then the sun came up (our building is all tinted glass, and acts like a freaking greenhouse when the sun is up) and everyone spent the rest of the day complaining how hot it was. I filed color plastic approvals all morning and part of the afternoon. Then I went to the lab to get more stuff to file. Yes, I file lots of stuff. This is because I am the intern. To keep myself from going batty, I neeeeeeeed prompts to think about.
Title: Jealousy
Fandom: Butch Hartman's Danny Phantom, which I do not own
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Kwan was late.
Kwan was never late, or at least he was never late without calling and telling Vlad where he was going to be and how much longer he’d be there. But it wasn’t like him to just vanish and Vlad was worried. Worried enough that he was contemplating going to Danny and asking for help finding him when Lancer showed up.
For a moment, he though Kwan was dead, and his heart nearly skipped a beat. It thumped painfully back into motion when he the rise and fall of the boy’s chest and knew that he was still alive. Time now to angry at Lancer.
He was prevented when Lancer gave him a look and said, “Before you ask, he’s fine. Just overdid himself a little, and since he was out anyway, I took the opportunity to make him stay asleep. He’ll sleep for fourteen hours and wake up nice and rested.”
“And I suppose you think that’ll make up for the fact that you’re doing things that put him in danger?” drawled Vlad, moving so that Lancer could put the boy down his bed. “Or am I going to have to forbid him to go to your lessons?”
“He’d come anyway,” said Lancer. “And I already told you, he wasn’t in any danger. He’s just been pushing himself too hard lately. You should cut back on his workload.”
“Or you should.” How dare the man come into his house and tell him what to do?
“I already have.” Lancer straightened up. “But there’s only so much he can afford to learn later. Keep that in mind.” He opened the window a crack.
And then the infuriating man shuddered and blurred around the edges and became an infuriating bird, which just flew off.
Also, as I'm not sure if I made this clear, I will write in other fandoms. If I'm not familiar with the fandom you're requesitioning, I'll just tell you so.
Right, I think that's it for the day . . .
Oh, no. There's Penn Jillette.
That's it.
Work today . . . was not actually that bad, except that the building was too cod when I got in and then they cranked the heat up and then the sun came up (our building is all tinted glass, and acts like a freaking greenhouse when the sun is up) and everyone spent the rest of the day complaining how hot it was. I filed color plastic approvals all morning and part of the afternoon. Then I went to the lab to get more stuff to file. Yes, I file lots of stuff. This is because I am the intern. To keep myself from going batty, I neeeeeeeed prompts to think about.
Title: Jealousy
Fandom: Butch Hartman's Danny Phantom, which I do not own
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Kwan was late.
Kwan was never late, or at least he was never late without calling and telling Vlad where he was going to be and how much longer he’d be there. But it wasn’t like him to just vanish and Vlad was worried. Worried enough that he was contemplating going to Danny and asking for help finding him when Lancer showed up.
For a moment, he though Kwan was dead, and his heart nearly skipped a beat. It thumped painfully back into motion when he the rise and fall of the boy’s chest and knew that he was still alive. Time now to angry at Lancer.
He was prevented when Lancer gave him a look and said, “Before you ask, he’s fine. Just overdid himself a little, and since he was out anyway, I took the opportunity to make him stay asleep. He’ll sleep for fourteen hours and wake up nice and rested.”
“And I suppose you think that’ll make up for the fact that you’re doing things that put him in danger?” drawled Vlad, moving so that Lancer could put the boy down his bed. “Or am I going to have to forbid him to go to your lessons?”
“He’d come anyway,” said Lancer. “And I already told you, he wasn’t in any danger. He’s just been pushing himself too hard lately. You should cut back on his workload.”
“Or you should.” How dare the man come into his house and tell him what to do?
“I already have.” Lancer straightened up. “But there’s only so much he can afford to learn later. Keep that in mind.” He opened the window a crack.
And then the infuriating man shuddered and blurred around the edges and became an infuriating bird, which just flew off.
Also, as I'm not sure if I made this clear, I will write in other fandoms. If I'm not familiar with the fandom you're requesitioning, I'll just tell you so.
Right, I think that's it for the day . . .
Oh, no. There's Penn Jillette.
That's it.
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Date: 2007-02-06 04:38 am (UTC)I liked it! =D
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Date: 2007-02-06 07:09 am (UTC)Hey I wouldn't mind having the next chapter of Thicker Then Water. :D
Are you familair with Jackie Chan Adventures? if so Valmont and Vlad meeting please!
Otherwise Xiaolin Showdown and Danny Phantom crossover please.
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Date: 2007-02-06 05:30 pm (UTC)And I kinda know Jackie Chan, but I never paid much attention to it . . . Valmont is the rich dude with a dead god living in his head, right? (Plotbunny attack!)
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Date: 2007-02-06 07:04 pm (UTC)