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ariescantus) wrote2012-01-06 06:45 pm
ariescantus) wrote2012-01-06 06:45 pm
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Title: Keep it away
Fandom: Homestuck
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
Words: 376
Summary: Dave wants to show John his new pet.
Spoilers: None.
When Dave said he had a new pet, John wasn’t sure what to expect. Not a bird, he had a bird once, and hated it. John was pretty sure it died of a cracker overdose, from Dave asking if ‘Polly wanted a cracker’ enough. Maybe it would be a cat. Dave always had a not-so secret thing about cats, stopping to pet them on the sidewalk when they passed one.
He certainly wasn’t expecting what it actually was. The first thing he saw was a little terrarium. Maybe he got a reptile? That would be pretty cool, like a lizard or something. John was busy thinking about the cool things you could do with a pet lizard, so he wasn’t ready when Dave turned around with a tarantula on his hand.
“Ho shit!”
He stumbled backward, tripping over a pile of Dave’s clothing and landing on his backside.
“Dude, careful. There’s shit on my floor.
“Yeah, I noticed, thanks.” He pulled himself up and stared at the thing climbing Dave’s arm. “Dave... You know you have a spider on your arm.”
“Yeah. I’m thinking of naming him Iggy. Or maybe Spiderella.”
Riiiight. So, Dave’s new pet was a spider. Okay. That was... Why?
“Spiderella...?”
“Yeah, maybe at the stroke of midnight it’ll turn into a butterfly or some shit. Wanna hold it.”
“Um, no. You know what, that’s okay. It’s your...spider. You keep it.”
“Oh. I get. Little John can’t handle a wittle bug, huh?”
“Shut up, dude. You have a Tarantula on your arm. It’s not like it’s a caterpillar.”
“We can go dig up baby butterflies out in the yard if your really jonesing for some quality bug time then. Collect a bunch and wait until they cocoon, and then blossom into evolutionary beauty.”
“No, that’s okay, I think I’ll refrain from digging for caterpillars thanks.”
Dave got up after a moment and moved to put Spiderella back in it’s cage. Once the lid was shut he turned and smirked at John.
“Baby.”
“Shut up!” John threw a pillow at him.
“Dude, fuck you.” Dave caught the pillow and threw it back at him. The grin that spread across John’s face was enough to get Dave protesting, however the inevitable pillow fight ensued.
Fandom: Homestuck
Rating: PG-13 for swearing
Words: 376
Summary: Dave wants to show John his new pet.
Spoilers: None.
When Dave said he had a new pet, John wasn’t sure what to expect. Not a bird, he had a bird once, and hated it. John was pretty sure it died of a cracker overdose, from Dave asking if ‘Polly wanted a cracker’ enough. Maybe it would be a cat. Dave always had a not-so secret thing about cats, stopping to pet them on the sidewalk when they passed one.
He certainly wasn’t expecting what it actually was. The first thing he saw was a little terrarium. Maybe he got a reptile? That would be pretty cool, like a lizard or something. John was busy thinking about the cool things you could do with a pet lizard, so he wasn’t ready when Dave turned around with a tarantula on his hand.
“Ho shit!”
He stumbled backward, tripping over a pile of Dave’s clothing and landing on his backside.
“Dude, careful. There’s shit on my floor.
“Yeah, I noticed, thanks.” He pulled himself up and stared at the thing climbing Dave’s arm. “Dave... You know you have a spider on your arm.”
“Yeah. I’m thinking of naming him Iggy. Or maybe Spiderella.”
Riiiight. So, Dave’s new pet was a spider. Okay. That was... Why?
“Spiderella...?”
“Yeah, maybe at the stroke of midnight it’ll turn into a butterfly or some shit. Wanna hold it.”
“Um, no. You know what, that’s okay. It’s your...spider. You keep it.”
“Oh. I get. Little John can’t handle a wittle bug, huh?”
“Shut up, dude. You have a Tarantula on your arm. It’s not like it’s a caterpillar.”
“We can go dig up baby butterflies out in the yard if your really jonesing for some quality bug time then. Collect a bunch and wait until they cocoon, and then blossom into evolutionary beauty.”
“No, that’s okay, I think I’ll refrain from digging for caterpillars thanks.”
Dave got up after a moment and moved to put Spiderella back in it’s cage. Once the lid was shut he turned and smirked at John.
“Baby.”
“Shut up!” John threw a pillow at him.
“Dude, fuck you.” Dave caught the pillow and threw it back at him. The grin that spread across John’s face was enough to get Dave protesting, however the inevitable pillow fight ensued.