This is my first attempt at fanfic. Feedback is welcome and strongly
encouraged.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. If I did David wouldn't have time to be with Dorian because he would be too tired from being with me.
David and Dorian are on a plane returning from Puerto Rico.
David (whining): Why do you get to sit by the window?
Dorian: Because I let you sit by the window on the way. Now be a good boy and I'll reward you when we get home.
David: Why wait until then? How about we become a member of the mile high club? (He leans in to kiss Dorian.)
Dorian (dodging his kiss): As fun as that sounds, we have more pressing matters to attend to. What are we going to do about Antonio?
David: Don't worry about him. He's involved with Jessica. As often as the girl gets kidnapped he won't have time to worry about Adriana.
Dorian: Viki's girls do get kidnapped a lot, don't they? They get the stupidity gene from their mother. I mean, look at how she's always defending Todd. We can't be guaranteed a kidnapping so we need to figure out what to do about Antonio. Once he sees an "injustice" it's very hard to distract him.
David: When we get home, we'll talk to Carlotta and figure something out. Now, in the meantime, why don't we enjoy our wonderful airline lunch. I'm not sure, but I think mine is fried brick. And yours looks to be rat intestines.
Dorian (turning green and reaching for the air sickness bag): That's not funny. (She throws up.)
David (concerned): Are you okay? Do you want me to get you some water? (Without waiting for an answer he summons a flight attendant and starts rubbing Dorian on the back.)
Flight attendant: May I help you?
David: Yes, my fiancé needs some water and can you dispose of this? (He hands her the bag Dorian threw up in.)
Flight attendant (with a digusted look on her face): Of course, sir. (She hands him some water off her cart and walks away.)
David: Here, drink this.
Dorian: Thank you. (Seeing his concerned look) I'm fine. I just got a little airsick. Besides, you know how I feel about confined spaces. It's just anxiety.
David: Are you sure?
Dorian: Yes. You know I'm really tired. I think I'll take a nap. (She lays her head on his shoulder.)
Later on the flight, David has fallen asleep. Dorian is awake and looking out the window. Suddenly she jerks and starts trying to wake David up.
David (confused): What? What's wrong?
Dorian: I saw something.
David: You're not getting all William Shatner on me are you?
Dorian (playfully slaps him): I'm not talking about on the wing. In Puerto Rico I saw a fountain that I wanted to get for La Boule.
David: And you felt the need to share this with me now?
Dorian: I meant to tell you before and forgot. I didn't want to forget again.
David: Next time write it down. I was having this great dream about bathing in money and cheerleaders and (fades off) Uh, never mind.
Intercom: Ladies and gentleman, we will be landing in Llanview shortly. Please make sure your seat is in an upright position and your safety belt is buckled.
Dorian: Well, it looks like it's back to the real world.
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters. If I did David wouldn't have time to be with Dorian because he would be too tired from being with me.
David and Dorian are on a plane returning from Puerto Rico.
David (whining): Why do you get to sit by the window?
Dorian: Because I let you sit by the window on the way. Now be a good boy and I'll reward you when we get home.
David: Why wait until then? How about we become a member of the mile high club? (He leans in to kiss Dorian.)
Dorian (dodging his kiss): As fun as that sounds, we have more pressing matters to attend to. What are we going to do about Antonio?
David: Don't worry about him. He's involved with Jessica. As often as the girl gets kidnapped he won't have time to worry about Adriana.
Dorian: Viki's girls do get kidnapped a lot, don't they? They get the stupidity gene from their mother. I mean, look at how she's always defending Todd. We can't be guaranteed a kidnapping so we need to figure out what to do about Antonio. Once he sees an "injustice" it's very hard to distract him.
David: When we get home, we'll talk to Carlotta and figure something out. Now, in the meantime, why don't we enjoy our wonderful airline lunch. I'm not sure, but I think mine is fried brick. And yours looks to be rat intestines.
Dorian (turning green and reaching for the air sickness bag): That's not funny. (She throws up.)
David (concerned): Are you okay? Do you want me to get you some water? (Without waiting for an answer he summons a flight attendant and starts rubbing Dorian on the back.)
Flight attendant: May I help you?
David: Yes, my fiancé needs some water and can you dispose of this? (He hands her the bag Dorian threw up in.)
Flight attendant (with a digusted look on her face): Of course, sir. (She hands him some water off her cart and walks away.)
David: Here, drink this.
Dorian: Thank you. (Seeing his concerned look) I'm fine. I just got a little airsick. Besides, you know how I feel about confined spaces. It's just anxiety.
David: Are you sure?
Dorian: Yes. You know I'm really tired. I think I'll take a nap. (She lays her head on his shoulder.)
Later on the flight, David has fallen asleep. Dorian is awake and looking out the window. Suddenly she jerks and starts trying to wake David up.
David (confused): What? What's wrong?
Dorian: I saw something.
David: You're not getting all William Shatner on me are you?
Dorian (playfully slaps him): I'm not talking about on the wing. In Puerto Rico I saw a fountain that I wanted to get for La Boule.
David: And you felt the need to share this with me now?
Dorian: I meant to tell you before and forgot. I didn't want to forget again.
David: Next time write it down. I was having this great dream about bathing in money and cheerleaders and (fades off) Uh, never mind.
Intercom: Ladies and gentleman, we will be landing in Llanview shortly. Please make sure your seat is in an upright position and your safety belt is buckled.
Dorian: Well, it looks like it's back to the real world.