Hello out there! Another story I decided to put up as I get one ready to publish (fine-tuning, editing, spell-checking and seperating into chapters) along with writing a new one.
This one is, well, how can I describe it...
I'd claim sugar high or one too many Ice Vanilla latte's with three shots of caramel syrup, but I have to be honest. Came out of my mind, there's no denying it. Perhaps I should seek professional help...
Any way, this is a very short one-shot of my take on sorta, kinda, rather, almost pairing of Aerrow and Finn. That's all I can say. No matter your feelings on that particular pairing (for it, against it, couldn't care less), please try not to hate me. Really. I couldn't help it. I do have to say if you're looking for a story full of deep reflection, stop now. This is nothing but silliness.
Oh yeah - don't own the Storm Hawks, they are the property of those fine folks at Nerdcorp, this story is not affiliated in any manner, not valid in all states, must be 18 to enter, do not pass Go, color within the lines.
And on with the show -
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A loud yelp was heard through Finn's door. Aerrow's slightly irritated voice followed after.
"Hold still!"
"Dude, I'm trying, but it hurts!"
"You're the one who came to me, begging for it, remember?"
"Yeah..."
"Then turn around and hold still."
Softer sounds, grunts and groans, a small whimper.
"Almost...there."
"Finally, took you long enough."
"Hold on, just about done...a little more. Ah! There, I think that's it"
"You're sure?"
"Yes, all done."
"Whew, man I feel good. Still hurts a little but I feel a hundred
percent better."
"You're welcome, after all what're friends for?"
"Yeah, thanks Aerrow. What would I do without you?"
"Suffer."
"Um, Aerrow...?"
"Yeah, Finn?"
"If ever, you know, you need me to..you know, do it for you..."
"I'll look you up."
"Okay."
"But Finn..."
"Yeah, Aerrow?"
"I don't get zits on my back."
Piper sagged where she had been leaning against Finn's door. She gave a sigh of relief and walked on. Had she really thought...?
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A/N I plead temporary insanity! Mindworms! I can't help it, the drugs aren't working! Or maybe they're working a tad too well.
Oh, who am I kidding. When I wrote this I think I had read a real pairing and my 'what-if-ometer' went off. What can I say, I like the twist. And admit it, you almost really thought..., too, didn't you? Just for the record, I don't color within the lines. And I pass go every chance I get.
Until next time and I promise, it will be a real story. Action! Adventure! Love! Loss! Redemption! Oh, yeah, the next one's got a lot to it. Stay tuned, don't touch that dial, til next time,
Yours, Liestra