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morgynleri) wrote2007-12-29 03:49 am
morgynleri) wrote2007-12-29 03:49 am
Entry tags:
Alien Donut Spawn; Meta; G
Title: Alien Donut Spawn
Rating: G
Summary: Bunnies are dangerous. Bunnies that grow when fed donuts are... spawn of evil. According to some, at any rate.
"It's just a plot bunny. And it's only a baby." Chiana leaned over the box, stroking the little thing with the tip of one finger. "It's actually kinda cute."
"It's going to get larger and grow fangs, and it's evil!" Anya glared at the box and its contents from her perch on the bar... on the other side of the lounge. "And it's chewing on one of those donuts."
"Maybe that's why Crichton's hiding. I mean, the little thing isn't even large enough to chew on a finger, really." Chiana picked up the bunny, cuddling it, making sure its donut was where it chew on it.
"That's why our author is hiding." The Master looked over Chiana's shoulder, a disturbingly tender expression on his face. "It is... revoltingly cute."
"But it has a donut." Chiana grinned over her shoulder, eyes sparkling with amusement.
The Master rolled his eyes, a wicked grin on his face to match Chiana's. "We should keep an eye on it. This one could be... interesting."
"Dangerous, and evil, and cracked out, that's what it'll be." Anya picked her way down the bar, towards the door. She shrieked when she spotted Chiana moving towards her, the bunny still cradled in her arms. "KEEP THAT AWAY FROM ME!"
"Anya, what...?" Jool added her own ear-splitting shriek when she turned to look at Chiana, before bolting out the door, Anya close behind her.
"That gets the fekkiks out." Chiana grinned, dropping onto a recliner, leaning back, and letting the plot bunny rest on her chest. "We need to get Jack in on this. It'll be the dradest!"
The Master grinned, pulling his office chair over to watch the plot bunny as it munched its way through the donut, steadily growing. All they had to do now was wait, and ambush their writer when she came though the lounge again.
Rating: G
Summary: Bunnies are dangerous. Bunnies that grow when fed donuts are... spawn of evil. According to some, at any rate.
"It's just a plot bunny. And it's only a baby." Chiana leaned over the box, stroking the little thing with the tip of one finger. "It's actually kinda cute."
"It's going to get larger and grow fangs, and it's evil!" Anya glared at the box and its contents from her perch on the bar... on the other side of the lounge. "And it's chewing on one of those donuts."
"Maybe that's why Crichton's hiding. I mean, the little thing isn't even large enough to chew on a finger, really." Chiana picked up the bunny, cuddling it, making sure its donut was where it chew on it.
"That's why our author is hiding." The Master looked over Chiana's shoulder, a disturbingly tender expression on his face. "It is... revoltingly cute."
"But it has a donut." Chiana grinned over her shoulder, eyes sparkling with amusement.
The Master rolled his eyes, a wicked grin on his face to match Chiana's. "We should keep an eye on it. This one could be... interesting."
"Dangerous, and evil, and cracked out, that's what it'll be." Anya picked her way down the bar, towards the door. She shrieked when she spotted Chiana moving towards her, the bunny still cradled in her arms. "KEEP THAT AWAY FROM ME!"
"Anya, what...?" Jool added her own ear-splitting shriek when she turned to look at Chiana, before bolting out the door, Anya close behind her.
"That gets the fekkiks out." Chiana grinned, dropping onto a recliner, leaning back, and letting the plot bunny rest on her chest. "We need to get Jack in on this. It'll be the dradest!"
The Master grinned, pulling his office chair over to watch the plot bunny as it munched its way through the donut, steadily growing. All they had to do now was wait, and ambush their writer when she came though the lounge again.