This is dedicated to Simon (Honeydew) Lane and his love of slashy yogfiction.
I also secondarily dedicate it to Ema Schopenhauer, author of For You, I Will Build a House of Jaffas, aka, the fic which Simon read on this fateful day.
So it's December again. Christmas live stream time.
Sips, Turpster and Simon are streaming and the current game is bridge builder. However, bridges are being built in more ways than one.
The tension was high and wood was appearing in the multitudes.
Simon decided to mix it up a little by reading a story. It went down well with the boys, forever ignoring the chat's pleas to stop.
Turps grinned maniacally, waiting until Sips was busy with donations and then creeping over towards him.
The chat went mad as they tried to warn Sips and Simon was only in on it too.
Turps struck.
Kissy and sexy time arose.
The magnificent bastard, dwarf and...turps...had a great time.
Lewis, however was very unimpressed when he found out they'd been banned from ever streaming on Twitch again and subsequently fired the trio.
Fortunately for them, they knew of another...trio that is...
Running out into the streets of Bristol butt naked, Sips, Turps and Simon made haste from Yogtowers and Lewis' gin induced rage.
They ran all the way, wee wee wee, to the Hat Films' home (because they all lived together again).
Explaining their predicament to the Hatters, our legendary heroes were welcomed in by loving arms.
More sexy time ensured.
Then they all worked together to build a giant great jaffa house
And they all lived happily ever after (or until Sjin learnt of what Sips had been up to without him) :D
The End.
Fin.