Drabbles by Voices of Reasons
For the people who are hoping for an update. I feel embarrassed I haven't gotten the next chapter up yet. So here are some inspired drabbles for you.
Summary: Mickey Milkovich was a simple man of simple pleasures.
There is literally no owning going on here. Showtime is teasing me with drawn out discussions. These characters are not mine. The storyline is barely mine and I'm not even sure I was in charge of these ideas.
Simple Pleasures
Mickey was a simple man.
Sometimes he didn't need much but beer, smokes, and a solid meal at least once a day to keep him content.
Which was good because sometimes that was all they had.
Mandy preferred to complain but she actually understood shit like school, she actually tried. If she wanted to she could actually do something with her life, get out.
Mickey knew his lot in life.
He was a Milkovich and as far as he was concerned the best he could do was trying not to get caught by the police as he went about his daily activities.
It wasn't hard despite that they seemed to have a special corner of the nearby prison reserved just for the Milkovich family.
~V****O****R~
Fortunately Mickey didn't worry about the future.
He preferred living day by day.
There were the okay days when everything just kind of passed him by.
Then there were the good days when he got a chance to kick someone's ass.
It was on one of these days that he got a look at Ian Gallagher again. It was another one of these days that he got a mouthful of Ian Gallagher.
Finally there were the bad days. The days when he got caught with drugs or shot in the leg for a snickers bar.
Those were the kind of days Mickey lived to avoid.
Being inside wasn't bad, it just fucked with his life.
~V**O**R~
Mickey was a simple man who enjoyed the simple things in life.
He liked playing video games with his sister, drawing, and sitting outside alone to keep him sane.
Mickey didn't ask for much and got even less in return.
He learned from an early age to take the hits and keep on going.
The hits would keep on coming anyway.
Lately though it seemed like the hits were coming a lot harder than they used to. His simple life was getting complicated.
All because of Ian Gallagher.
~V*O*R~
Now don't get Mickey wrong he wasn't complaining about their arrangement, he just really wasn't expecting anything after that first hookup.
On a whim, always followed, he went down to the Kash and Grab to find Ian there alone.
Everything just kind of landslided after that.
It didn't bother him as much as it should've in the long run.
After you've gotten fucked into a wall a few times, with the bruises to prove it, more than a few of what Mickey suspects were apology blow jobs, and lived by Mickey's philosophy as long as he had, you tended not to worry about things like going to jail again.
~VOR~
After all Mickey was a simple man with simple pleasures in life.
He liked a good bag of weed, to do whatever the hell he wanted, and a stiff dick up his ass.
He liked what he liked.
It was just that simple.
Well there you go. Review with some ideas and I might turn them into really short drabbles. Reviews cause guilt. Guilt gets better updates faster.
