I have no shame, but this is better than the other stuff that I'm working on for this fandom... Enjoy!
In My Closet
I heard a loud thump coming from my closet, so I dragged myself away from the latest episode of "Stargate Universe" to check it out.
I opened the door and found Mover Dave sitting on the floor, holding my rejected orange Furby upside down.
"Whoa... Whoa..." The Furby was complaining over behind held so.
"Dave Poche? What are you doing in my closet?!" I exclaimed, more than a little shocked to see him sitting among my old shoes.
"Is that Orville Redenbacher?" Dave asked, looking up at my bowl of half-eaten popcorn.
"No! Go get your own!" I slammed the door shut and went back to watching "Stargate Universe".
I heard some strange scratching sounds coming from my closet door, so I reluctantly dragged myself away from the adventures of Elphaba and Glinda to check it out.
I opened my closet door and found Mover Dave again; this time, trying on an old concert dress of mine.
"..." I stared blankly at the bassist.
"Does this make my butt look big?" Dave asked, showing me his bottom, made unshaply by wearing both a loose-fitting dress over his already loose-fitting Imagination Movers uniform.
"Get out." I whispered, pointing towards my bedroom door.
"Fine. But I'm taking this dress!"
"GET OUT!"