TITLE: A Quickie
BY Annabel Lee
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these fantastic characters, nor anything even remotely related to Will & Grace. No copyright infringement is intended; I'm just doing this for fun!
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SUMMARY: Short little fic, not sure where it might go... A work in progress...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is my first Will & Grace fic... I'm used to writing stuff. Hope I made a decent transition...
A Quickie
Karen Walker sat regally behind the unused desk, flipping through a glossy covered fashion magazine. The nearby door opened and she greeted the visitor without looking up from an ad featuring another grossly anorexic Calvin Klein model. Hey Poodle.
Who's your daddy? he asked, on cue.
You are. The routine over, Karen nodded her head towards a photo in the magazine, saying Come look at this skirt. Grinning, the little man skipped over. Do you think it would look cuter on me, or that skinny little elf?
He peered casually at the page and answered with a You. That slutty twig doesn't have have the ass for something like that. You, however, earn high marks in the tush category. Karen beamed and stood to face her compliment-giver.
Aww, honey, you know just what to say to make a girl feel special. Now show me ya mean it. She turned her backside to him and stuck out her rump to recieve a quick slap. Giggles ensued from both parties. Okay Jackie, now where do you want to get lunch?
Ooh! There's this great place I found yesterday--the head waiter is sooo adorable. I think I'm gonna spend the rest of my life with him... he clasped his hands over his heart, a goofy smile spread across his face. Karen chuckled and grabbed her purse off the ground, dropping the magazine back onto the desk. Grace, Jack and I are going to lunch, I'll be back before 3:00. The door shut behind them.
A frazzled red mass of hair poked out from another room and screamed after them. You used that one two days ago!!! I swear I'll fire you if you show up at 3:00 tomorrow afternoon this time!!! No answer. The head retreated with a sigh of frustration.
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another AUTHOR'S NOTE: there will be more chapters to this one if i get a good response from this little bit... please write a review! thanks!