Hellison swooned with excitement. Finally it was really happening! All her planning, all her hard work, come to fruition1!
It had been three very long weeks. Three weeks the handsomely crumpled Gaiman had been imprisoned in her lair, three weeks she had worked to erode his defences. She had read him tracts on the benefits of plural marriage. She had drugged his tea. She had plied him with powerful ciders.
She had finally resorted to setting the DVD of Misery on repeat and leaving various hammer-type implements lying around and giving them Meaningful Looks.
And it had worked! He had agreed. Agreed to a kiss! A kiss with tongues, even! Oh glorious, blissful day! Hellison quivered as she closed her eyes and waited for his magical mouth to meld with hers.
And… there he was… warm breath against her lips, a curly lock of his lovely hair brushing her cheek, a slimy tentacle slipping into her mouth--
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Date: 2008-11-03 02:10 pm (UTC)It had been three very long weeks. Three weeks the handsomely crumpled Gaiman had been imprisoned in her lair, three weeks she had worked to erode his defences. She had read him tracts on the benefits of plural marriage. She had drugged his tea. She had plied him with powerful ciders.
She had finally resorted to setting the DVD of Misery on repeat and leaving various hammer-type implements lying around and giving them Meaningful Looks.
And it had worked! He had agreed. Agreed to a kiss! A kiss with tongues, even! Oh glorious, blissful day! Hellison quivered as she closed her eyes and waited for his magical mouth to meld with hers.
And… there he was… warm breath against her lips, a curly lock of his lovely hair brushing her cheek, a slimy tentacle slipping into her mouth--
A hideous shriek rent the air!
TO BE CONTINUED???
1in the form of an orange, presumably