The Challenge as presented at the Fan Fiction Challenge at
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ffchallange/
Write a H/M story including the following items:
A moose
A glass of iced tea
Pair of pantyhose
Aliens
A turtle
A Hooters waitress
Bottle of Hairspray
A map
A gnome
And
A bunny rabbit
Can take place anywhere.
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Title: Safe Bet (Another FF Challenge 2 story)
E-mail: fanfiction@jagextreme.com
Rating: PG
Classification: H/M Humor
Author Note: FF Challenge…I love a good challenge…count me in for
a try!
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1700 EST
Harm's Apartment
I can't believe I lost another bet to that Marine of mine. Maybe she
really is psychic or was secretly raised by aliens. Maybe that would
explain that internal clock of hers too. Oh well, at least it gives me a
good excuse to take her out. I glance at my watch when I hear the
knock on my door. On-time, as usual, "C'mon in Mac, it's open."
I've got a cocky smile on my face as I enter Harm's apartment. I'm
feeling a bit guilty about this victory though. We had been standing in
the bullpen earlier in the day when a news flash came across the
screen. It was a rather humorous event about a Petty Officer and his
girlfriend who was a Hooters waitress. They had stolen a moose
named `Pete' from a local college fraternity. The radio station I listen to
in my office had already been joking about the incident on air. So,
when Harm bet me that `she put him up to it' I couldn't resist taking the
bet. It was a safe bet for me because I already knew that the PO had
done it to impress his girlfriend. "Hey there flyboy."
I flash her a smile as I take in how beautiful she is in her tight fitting
jeans and casual top. "Hi Mac. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Sure, I'll have a glass of iced tea." I pick up a North Carolina state map
off his counter and raise my eye questioningly at him. "Just where are
you taking me tonight anyway?"
I giggle at her when I see the map in her hand. "Sergei is going to the
NASCAR race in North Carolina next weekend, so I got him a map.
You and I are going to a new comedy club called `Turtle Tales'. Sturgis
took Bobbi there last week. The first hour shuffles through several
different comedians that focus their whole act on the same theme or
subject, which is chosen from suggestions from the audience. Sturgis
said their topic was a bottle of hairspray. He said it was absolutely
hilarious. They had a great time and I guess the food was really good
too."
"Sounds fun. Do they serve meat at this club or just bunny rabbit
food?"
"Very funny Mac."
Mac notices some sort of concrete statue by the couch and points at it
with a smile. "Uhhh…Harm? What the hell is that?"
"It's one of those gnome statue things."
"I see that. And it's here because…..?????"
"All I know is Sergei went out with some friends a couple nights ago.
The next morning I found him asleep on the couch and that gnome was
standing guard over his jacket. There was a pair of pantyhose sticking
out of the pocket of his jacket and partially draped over the gnome. I
didn't ask questions, because I'm quite certain I don't want to know the
story behind that one."
Mac starts laughing hysterically. "Definitely has Rabb blood in him. No
doubt about it!"
I pretend to be hurt by the comment but can't help but to laugh along
with her. Teasing her back, "You still love me though."
"Yea, that I do."
The End
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/ffchallange/
Write a H/M story including the following items:
A moose
A glass of iced tea
Pair of pantyhose
Aliens
A turtle
A Hooters waitress
Bottle of Hairspray
A map
A gnome
And
A bunny rabbit
Can take place anywhere.
*********************************************************
Title: Safe Bet (Another FF Challenge 2 story)
E-mail: fanfiction@jagextreme.com
Rating: PG
Classification: H/M Humor
Author Note: FF Challenge…I love a good challenge…count me in for
a try!
*********************************************************
1700 EST
Harm's Apartment
I can't believe I lost another bet to that Marine of mine. Maybe she
really is psychic or was secretly raised by aliens. Maybe that would
explain that internal clock of hers too. Oh well, at least it gives me a
good excuse to take her out. I glance at my watch when I hear the
knock on my door. On-time, as usual, "C'mon in Mac, it's open."
I've got a cocky smile on my face as I enter Harm's apartment. I'm
feeling a bit guilty about this victory though. We had been standing in
the bullpen earlier in the day when a news flash came across the
screen. It was a rather humorous event about a Petty Officer and his
girlfriend who was a Hooters waitress. They had stolen a moose
named `Pete' from a local college fraternity. The radio station I listen to
in my office had already been joking about the incident on air. So,
when Harm bet me that `she put him up to it' I couldn't resist taking the
bet. It was a safe bet for me because I already knew that the PO had
done it to impress his girlfriend. "Hey there flyboy."
I flash her a smile as I take in how beautiful she is in her tight fitting
jeans and casual top. "Hi Mac. Can I get you something to drink?"
"Sure, I'll have a glass of iced tea." I pick up a North Carolina state map
off his counter and raise my eye questioningly at him. "Just where are
you taking me tonight anyway?"
I giggle at her when I see the map in her hand. "Sergei is going to the
NASCAR race in North Carolina next weekend, so I got him a map.
You and I are going to a new comedy club called `Turtle Tales'. Sturgis
took Bobbi there last week. The first hour shuffles through several
different comedians that focus their whole act on the same theme or
subject, which is chosen from suggestions from the audience. Sturgis
said their topic was a bottle of hairspray. He said it was absolutely
hilarious. They had a great time and I guess the food was really good
too."
"Sounds fun. Do they serve meat at this club or just bunny rabbit
food?"
"Very funny Mac."
Mac notices some sort of concrete statue by the couch and points at it
with a smile. "Uhhh…Harm? What the hell is that?"
"It's one of those gnome statue things."
"I see that. And it's here because…..?????"
"All I know is Sergei went out with some friends a couple nights ago.
The next morning I found him asleep on the couch and that gnome was
standing guard over his jacket. There was a pair of pantyhose sticking
out of the pocket of his jacket and partially draped over the gnome. I
didn't ask questions, because I'm quite certain I don't want to know the
story behind that one."
Mac starts laughing hysterically. "Definitely has Rabb blood in him. No
doubt about it!"
I pretend to be hurt by the comment but can't help but to laugh along
with her. Teasing her back, "You still love me though."
"Yea, that I do."
The End