fandomtherapy | Fight! FIGHT! FIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHT!

fates_jaye:

Go ahead. Get it out of your system.

Fight with yourself.

You'd better not be talking about me.

...and stop looking at my girlfriend like that.

Maybe if you tried not turning into cookies and bunnies and rainbows people would take you more seriously, weird hair kid.

*grunts*

*glares* So what, now you stand up for me? My neck's fine, by the way.

*stares* I think he just won.

And just so you know, I dated her double first.

No one's won anything yet!

And some other me had Lana first. *smirks*

*snorts* Right, because in the future you like girls.

I like girls just fine! See my icon? Ha!

*pats* Aww. He's so just like my BFF Adam who was so stuck in the closet. Before the thing with the mirror.

OMG, not you again! *drinks*

Had enough?

*scoffs* Please. Like there's ever enough scotch when there are teens around.

*considers* True.

You're seriously not gonna knock him out?

I could knock you out.

*gets popcorn*

*whispers* He's hot! How do we know him, anyway?

This is what I'm talking about. *eyeroll*

Hey! Not all of us are as dumb as him.

Yes you are.

*affirmative grunt*

That wasn't directed at me, was it?

Why oh why am I still here and not off with some Tortugan wench?

'Cause you're not leaving me here with the idiot teenagers who don't know their own canon.

And I have a gun.

*whispers* And knives. In his hair.

always-damp.livejournal.com - 2008-07-15 03:40 (UTC) - Expand