Drabble Twelve: Miniskirt Factor

Havoc looked at himself in the mirror. How had it come to this? How had he let himself get here? Sure, he had said he'd follow the Colonel wherever he went, but ROY wasn't wearing a… a…

Havoc sighed, unable to even think the poisonous word.

"H-Havoc…?" A stunned voice stumbled. Havoc jumped, looking to the smaller man.

"Fury! Uh, Colonel made me wear it!" Havoc exclaimed. Fury took a minute to take the sight in, then smiled.

"You look pretty good you know, in a miniskirt."

End drabble twelve.

I have but two dreams: Fury puking and Havoc in a dress. I've covered them both, sort of. There might be more of them, though, beware.

sirius'sheelah: thank you for all the reviews! No, my cats aren't normal. The Ed kitty one was fun, I'm glad you liked it!

LC: hey sis', thank you for finally reviewing, uh, everything. I sent you an email on that though. I would love you to Beta read, (maybe you can do the posted chapters…?) but this one's really short so I just looked it over myself.