MUNCH
Dru likes to be on top. And I am fine with that, given she could kill me in the time it takes to say “Daddy’s Little Girl”. I’m foolish enough to think this makes it hotter, the thought of fucking into dust.
I tell Dru to sit at Darla’s desk, wearing one of my shirts, and nibble a pen. She won’t wear pants though, just some frilly skirt, but she nibbles a Bic quite gamely, even though her look of concentration is more spacy than intense. She giggles. I feel a stab of...God, is that guilt? Maybe that soul thing is bullshit...a conspiracy dreamed up to further Judeo-Christian religion, I can believe it. There’s a lot of money in death and pain.
Look at Bernie the Prick and the mortuary...he’s another one I’d bite for fun, if he was in town. But Shana might miss him...whatever else he is, he’s her dad. And I’m really too lazy to get off my undead ass and follow him back to Balmer...maybe when She goes. Because it was never love between me and the Princess, even with the phenomenal sexual magnetism(I did mention it was phenomenal, right? Cause it is. History class did not do justice to the colonial period.)
But she could find another show pony. Another stud horse. In one way, I’m born to be undead, because as long as I don’t flaunt this thing with Dru , monogamy isn’t really part of the Sire/Fledgling contract. “Shh. We don’t talk much in this game. Not like the Name Game.”
“Let’s do Munchkin!”She says and laughs again. She really has acquired a taste for double entendre since we met and sometimes she is like a twelve year old bar girl from Bangkok.My unlife would be different if I met her first.
The Munchkin can find a conspiracy anywhere."All roads lead to the burning bush" or something.
Thanks. I don't wonder any more what I would have been like as a man. I think I know. Which trips me out, cause, hello? Fictional. And a different generation, different background, very different. And yet, not.ETA: Color me proud cause Tep likes my Munchkin and she's never "met" him.(It's not your father's cop show, Tep. I would never cross "Blue" with Buffy.Thematically, BTVS and H:LOTS have their toes in the same ponds...just in different colors. And Munch would be most likely to be a Buffista, were it not for his distrust of the 'net.
Yea, though I wander through the the Valley of Badfic, I will fear no shlock. For Erika is with me. She leadeth me to smart cross-overs, she maketh me lie down beside true pairings, and anointeth my head with Kay.
That's it. Karl and Hecubus get to fight it out over who writes my eulogy.(Not that I have immediate plans, huh? Just keep a file open for me.) It's all in the source material, babe. They are such great characters I could drop them anywhere and let them do their things...and sometimes I mean porn. She ,in particular, keeps tapping me on the forehead or something, like "You're the writer. Get this down, huh?"(And I suspect there will be a series of Kay-at AI stories, even though I need to be writing other things and don't really have time, blah blah. But Detective Howard is demanding like that...possibly with added Vampire Informant) Thank you. Cause "Homicide" people? Think I'm ruler of Freakonia for the latest(And I think some of them think that's a bad thing.And my brother keeps telling me Kay's unattractive. ) Yeah, I'd love to be that ugly. He probably just knows she could kick his ass. And I'm nowhere close to an ending either. I can't come up with anything right now that isn't "Three's Company " with fangs...but I could hide out for a while with the Munch/Dru smut.
Which would be ok, if Karl hadn't said I was smart...that isn't smart. Not even. But tonight more Munch/Dru and then I'll figure out where the story goes after that.
not your father's cop show
Erika, have you seen The Wire yet? Really wanting you to! I think it's as good as H:LoTS was in its heyday and is even more morally complex.
And, as far as I'm concerned, you can keep on with the Munch/Dru smut for a while longer yet. (now thinking of Timmy trying to save Dru. mmm perverse!)
