Title: Hell Hath no Fury Like a Woman You Used a Line On
Author: Fiercy (Sierra)
Pairings: Spirit/Kami, Sid/Nygus, (An Stein/Marie, Medusa or stranger. Whatever way you want to see it.
Note: It was supposed to be a short thing for prompts…it became this.
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Back in the day (way way back when dinosaurs roamed the earth), Stein, Spirit, Sid and the rest of the Brady Bunch were kids- and this may shock you- they actually went on real live dates.
But where were they that fateful autumn evening? No not on one of these alleged dates! Oh no, they were in a pub- for in the olden days that's what they were called- Drinking the metaphorical night a way.
Kami who had entered with them made a point of saying that that was technically impossible because no matter how much they drank the hour would go neither faster nor slower even if it seemed like it in their insignificantly stupid testosterone and alcohol filled brains.
Smart ass.
Stein wondered briefly if the others would let him dissect her brain to find out just how much her sense of literalness took up in her brain. Then decided against it because frankly no one would appreciate the fluids everywhere- and she was really very scary.
Once his first beer was downed a group of girls walked up to the bar and ordered. "Watch and learn boys." Spirit smirked and walked over to them to deliver a horror that they had never before witnessed for as long as they had been his wingmen.
"Do you sleep on your stomach?" he asked a particularly robust blond. She gave him an odd look before shaking her head. "Well then may I?"
"Twenty says he's visited by her big brother and his favorite Louisville Slugger." Stein murmured before lighting a cigarette.
"Fifty says her foot and his dick have a very choice encounter." Sid shot back.
"I'll take that bet."
Three minutes later Stein was out fifty dollars, Spirit was still crying and Sid had gone off to buy Nygus a drink.
"How come it worked for him?!" The poor red head whined.
"He's smoother than you." And with a drag from his cigarette he ditched.
He stopped right in front of a woman with gold hair and an odd and dangerous smirk, "Hey. You'll do." He slung an arm around her shoulders and headed for the door.
"GAH! Is everyone but me hooking up?" The scythe sobbed into his drink.
"Can I take your picture?" someone asked from above him. He looked up to see Kami smiling pityingly.
"Why?" he groaned.
"So I can tell Santa what I want for Christmas."
Note: Haha, hope you guys got the Maka reference in there. I actually have mixed feelings about Kami, oh well...Yeah I know: Two first Generation fics in a row TT^TT ah well...
Anyway, heres the part where I thank you because -drumroll- We have exactly 150 reviews!!!!! Thank you guys so much! We love you and your suggestions and we'll try to get to them all. You have helped our baby grow! Now heres the part where I guilt you into more reviews: we have competition. I dont want to mention who because that would be mean, but not to tute our own horns but our fic is so much better than theirs and we have less recognisation. Which isnt very fair now is it? XD So what we'd love is to top the most reviews we got for one chapter, which is 20. At least double that have us on alert and it only takes a few seconds to tell us what you think we're doing right or wrong and we'd really love that!
Thanks everybody!
Fiercy