This is the epilouge for "Drowned It Up" and the lead in for my new story "Scrapbook." I don't own anything!
-SM
"LOGAN!," Rocky Blue shouted. "Come ON! We're going to be late."
"Coming, coming," Logan Hunter said, walking out of their shared bedroom, and fiddling with his tie. Rocky grabbed him, tied his tie, and shoved him out the door. "God, pushy, aren't we?," he said mockingly.
"Yeah, yeah," she said, stepping into the elevator. Logan stepped in and Rocky kissed him as the elevator went down. A loud ding sounded as the elevator stopped on the ground floor of their apartment building and they separated.
"Zam," Logan said, pushing his hair out of his face, and then hailing a cab. They got in, talked for a few minutes, and arrived at their destination. They paid the fare, hopped out of the cab, and walked through the door of 'Crusty's," Deuce and Dina's restaurant. Ty, CeCe, Gunther, Tinka, Deuce, and Dina were all sitting around a big table when Rocky and Logan walked in. "Hey guys!" the group said.
"Hey," Logan and Rocky said in unison, hugging all their buds. "What's up guys?" Rocky asked.
"Nothing," they all said at once.
"Cool, cool," Logan mumbled, feeling really nervous.
"Logan, what's wrong?" Rocky asked.
"Umm, nothing. I mean something. I mean.. OH ZAM! I'll just do it!" He shouted, frustarated with himself.
"Do what?" she asked.
"This," he said, bending down on one knee. "Rocky Blue, will you be my.. umm. Is that how you ask? My wife? No, no, it's do me the honor. Just start over, Logan. Okay, umm. Rocky will..."
And that's the epilouge of "Drowned It Up' and the lead in for my new story, "Scrapbook," a Rogan story. "Scrapbook" is a future-fic for Rocky, Logan, the gang, but mostly Rocky and Logan. Thanks N3GA for passing this on to me. Sorry I had to end it, but I felt like you had a pretty good closing before, so I just epilouged it a liitle. Anyway, keep a lookout for "Scrapbook" on my account.
Thanks!
-SM