Title: Frosted Dignity(
Rating: PG
Pairing A little H/D at the end.
Author: Wizard Inc. (A subsidiary of Virtual Crack Productions).
Author's E-mail: Marvelwizard@yahoo.com
Disclaimer: By a cruel twist of fate I own none of the characters, so
please don't get mad and sue.
Author's note: Just a silly little fic that I came up with at 4 in the
morning, its pure silly fun (. Virtual crack strikes again.
Helena circled her prey, smacking her lips in anticipation, eyes glinting. The excitement of the hunt pumped thru her veins and her eyes changed as she went into Huntress mode. "You see I am the cat and you are the mouse." she said with a wicked smile. "Yes my sweet, you have no where to go, you are mine alone to ravish." Helena giggled to herself, she sounded so corny, but hey she was enjoying herself immensely. As she continued to stalk her prey glanced out of the corner of her eye Barbara and Dinah standing in the kitchen doorway with amused looks on their faces. She smiled and refocused her attention back to her prey; she was ready to go in for the kill. Abruptly Helena stopped what she was doing, her eyes shifted back to normal and she blushed profusely. Barbara wheeled into the kitchen and glanced from the counter to Helena, her lips twitched as she tried to contain her laughter. "Helena, why are you circling your pop-tart?" Helena furrowed her brow, trying vainly to come up with an answer that would allow her some dignity. "It has frosting..." she supplied lamely, her voice trailing off weakly. She thought she would die of embarrassment as Barbara and Dinah burst into a wild fit of giggles. Helena glared at them and put her hands on her hips. Barbara wheeled around and headed out of the kitchen, leaving a trail of giggles in her wake. Dinah moved over to Helena and put her arms around her waist and tugged her closer. She smiled and planted a kiss on Helena's frowning lips. "Should I be jealous?" Dinah asked, not bothering to hide her obvious amusement at catching big, bad Helena stalking a pastry. "I don't see what is so funny" Helena grumbled. Dinah just burst into another fit of giggles. Helena just growled and silenced her with a kiss.
The End.
Helena circled her prey, smacking her lips in anticipation, eyes glinting. The excitement of the hunt pumped thru her veins and her eyes changed as she went into Huntress mode. "You see I am the cat and you are the mouse." she said with a wicked smile. "Yes my sweet, you have no where to go, you are mine alone to ravish." Helena giggled to herself, she sounded so corny, but hey she was enjoying herself immensely. As she continued to stalk her prey glanced out of the corner of her eye Barbara and Dinah standing in the kitchen doorway with amused looks on their faces. She smiled and refocused her attention back to her prey; she was ready to go in for the kill. Abruptly Helena stopped what she was doing, her eyes shifted back to normal and she blushed profusely. Barbara wheeled into the kitchen and glanced from the counter to Helena, her lips twitched as she tried to contain her laughter. "Helena, why are you circling your pop-tart?" Helena furrowed her brow, trying vainly to come up with an answer that would allow her some dignity. "It has frosting..." she supplied lamely, her voice trailing off weakly. She thought she would die of embarrassment as Barbara and Dinah burst into a wild fit of giggles. Helena glared at them and put her hands on her hips. Barbara wheeled around and headed out of the kitchen, leaving a trail of giggles in her wake. Dinah moved over to Helena and put her arms around her waist and tugged her closer. She smiled and planted a kiss on Helena's frowning lips. "Should I be jealous?" Dinah asked, not bothering to hide her obvious amusement at catching big, bad Helena stalking a pastry. "I don't see what is so funny" Helena grumbled. Dinah just burst into another fit of giggles. Helena just growled and silenced her with a kiss.
The End.
