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ptahrrific) wrote2009-05-30 04:16 pm
ptahrrific) wrote2009-05-30 04:16 pm
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Fake News: The Essentials
Title: The Essentials
Series: TDS/TCR
Characters/Pairings: Jon/"Stephen"
Rating: G
Disclaimer: See the index.
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misstewart, who wanted "planning a vacation."
The Essentials
"Oof," grunted Jon as he plunked the massive suitcase down at the base of the stairs. "What's in this thing, Stephen? Rocks?"
"Just the bare essentials, Jon. It's only a weekend at the cabin, after all. We'll be roughing it! Living on the edge!"
Jon, who knew that Stephen's original plan for "roughing it" had involved hauling an entire cabinet of fine china up the side of a mountain, decided not to take any chances. He tipped the suitcase over (he was trying to do it slowly, but in spite of his efforts it landed with the kind of thud that sounded like it wanted to crunch through the floorboards) and unzipped it.
"Stephen!" he yelled up the stairs. "You do not need to bring your Peabodys on a camping trip!"
A moment later Stephen was clomping down the steps two at a time. "Don't be insensitive, Jon!" he ordered, crouching by the suitcase and stroking the burnished discs. "It's okay, babies. He didn't mean to be so nasty," he cooed, before shooting Jon a dirty look.
"I'm sure they'll be fine here on their own," Jon tried to argue. "They can keep your Emmy company. You didn't pack that too, did you?"
"Of course not," snapped Stephen.
Jon sighed with relief.
"She sits up front."
Jon had the uncomfortable feeling that the luggage was in for a better trip than he was.
Series: TDS/TCR
Characters/Pairings: Jon/"Stephen"
Rating: G
Disclaimer: See the index.
For
misstewart, who wanted "planning a vacation."The Essentials
"Oof," grunted Jon as he plunked the massive suitcase down at the base of the stairs. "What's in this thing, Stephen? Rocks?"
"Just the bare essentials, Jon. It's only a weekend at the cabin, after all. We'll be roughing it! Living on the edge!"
Jon, who knew that Stephen's original plan for "roughing it" had involved hauling an entire cabinet of fine china up the side of a mountain, decided not to take any chances. He tipped the suitcase over (he was trying to do it slowly, but in spite of his efforts it landed with the kind of thud that sounded like it wanted to crunch through the floorboards) and unzipped it.
"Stephen!" he yelled up the stairs. "You do not need to bring your Peabodys on a camping trip!"
A moment later Stephen was clomping down the steps two at a time. "Don't be insensitive, Jon!" he ordered, crouching by the suitcase and stroking the burnished discs. "It's okay, babies. He didn't mean to be so nasty," he cooed, before shooting Jon a dirty look.
"I'm sure they'll be fine here on their own," Jon tried to argue. "They can keep your Emmy company. You didn't pack that too, did you?"
"Of course not," snapped Stephen.
Jon sighed with relief.
"She sits up front."
Jon had the uncomfortable feeling that the luggage was in for a better trip than he was.
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