Disclaimer- See PT 1.


WORD COUNT- 152

WARNINGS- Avaeya's humor

RATING- PG-ish


Brain Dead

He shuffled into the bathroom, his eyes still half closed, his hair wild from sleep.

The shower was running, and he looked dazedly up to see a familiar blurry figure through the shower curtain.

Junior tried valiantly to rise, but he was just too sleepy to even think about sex...

"Remember, don't flush the toilet..."

The voice rumbled from behind the curtain, and for a second, his still knocked out brain imagined a huge monster with green skin and sharp, gnarled claws.

Should I run away? No... Too tired... Gotta pee... Bed, oooooh...

He tried to stay standing as he did his business, and warm lingering thoughts of the warm pile of covers on his bed beckoned him.

He reached out a hand and pushed the little lever of the toilet, thinking dimly of pillows, when a scream pierced his dream bubble.

"DUO, I TOLD YOU NOT TO FLUSH!"

Oops.