Title: The Ginger Scarf
Authoress: Glue Project
Genre: Romance/Humor
Rating: (shrug) PG-13
Spoilers: None.
Warnings:None.
Pairings: SetoJou
Disclaimer: I no own. You no sue. Okies?
Summary: Seto gets a scarf for Christmas.
The Ginger Scarf
Part Two
He was warm, wrapped in a feeling of contentment that he usually didn't have the time to revel in.
A pair of eyes (lacking in hue) looked up at him for their position not far away, twinkling in a mischievous manner that he found strangely endearing.
The pair of eyes, set into an anonymous face, drew closer. The voice purred out of the lips, a veil of unknown coating it.
"Wanna go again?"
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Seto woke up, eyes fuzzy, mouth drawn into an odd pout.
That had been the fourth dream in three days.
His didn't like it one bit. The dreams were distracting.
Okay, so he was actually restful after the dreams, something that just didn't typically happen for him.
Still!
He didn't have a clue as to who was in his dreams with him--the dreams tended to skip until the cuddling part so he also didn't have a clue as to the gender of the other as well.
It was all starting to become very tiring.
With a growl he clambered out of bed and made his way to the shower, sparing a second to glare at the scarf.
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Seto rooted around the area around his desk to find the ginger snaps hidden somewhere in the mess.
"Could've sworn I put them somewhere here..."
He shoved the Pitch Black Mountain Dew cans aside, and looked under their floppy-disk coasters, attempting so hard to find the ginger snacks he wanted to dine on.
Once again, he glared at the scarf as if it was a living thing.
His laptop, in the middle of the paper-and-tin mountain, beeped. There was a paused, and then a tentative, "Hello?"
Having moved on to another part of his room, he just gave a muffled sound in recognition. He kicked the mountain of Pepsi bottles down.
The computer gave a muffled cough. "What are you looking for?"
"Ginger Snaps."
There was a pause from the computer.
Then... "Is that what's resting on my key-board?"
Seto brushed aside the mess and discovered that, yes, the ginger snaps were there, as were his reading glasses. "Thanks," he mumbled.
The computer sighed, its voice slightly feminine. "What would you do without me?"
He shrugged and then looked about his room for a second. "Probably get lost."
The computer sighed again and then said, "Do you even remember that one of your classmates is coming over to work on that project today?"
Seto gave a sheepish smile. "Heh. Think I lost that piece of paper."
The computer sighed.
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I love messy-room!Seto. So much fun. Anyway, hopefully I'll be able to tie this up with another chapter and be able to spell-check it and post it up later here tonight. Well, byes.
Glue