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http://users.livejournal.com/_beetle_/ posting in slashthedrabble Jun. 25th, 2005 11:54 am)Heyya, party people, it's "Family Guy" slash for this weeks prompt, gadgets
I'm sick.
I need help.
UST and ICBMs
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Fandom: Family Guy
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brian/Stewie (pre-slash, 'cause otherwise? eew!)
Disclaimer: Not mine
Concrit/Feedback: This is wrong and I know it. But what's your opinion?
Notes/Spoilers/Warnings: Um, for those of you who don’t know the cartoon, Brian is a witty, urbane family dog (who talks) and Stewie is a megalomaniacal toddler who has, on numerous occasions, tried to kill/escape his mother and speaks, for some strange reason, with an English accent. They have a . . . rivalry.
Summary: Dude, it’s a “Family Guy” ficlet *shrugs* 300 words.
“What the deuce do you think you’re doing, dog?!”
Brian casually bounces Stewie’s latest doo-hickey in his palm, ignoring the toddler’s enraged expression and apoplectically red face.
“Lemme guess . . . this gadget is part of some brilliant escape plan?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, mongrel, but no.” Stewie lies, his voice as sweet as poisoned candy, his eyes narrowed murderously. “Now hand it over!”
“Sure thing--whoops!” Brian lobs the micro-controlled electromagnetic launch re-sequencer--which looks just like a See’n’Say--at Stewie.
With a gasp, Stewie dives for it--catches it in his tiny, grimy hands before it bounces off the changing table, thus setting off the missiles that would have blasted the family, all of Quohog--even the imbecilic mutt--off the face of the earth.
Stewie glares daggers at his canine tormentor.
“You’ll pay for that, dog. . . .” he promises. “Oh, how you’ll pay.”
Brian rolls his eyes. “That’s right. Keep sublimating those latent homosexual urges, kaiser.”
“Latent homo--” Stewie forces himself calm and smiles nastily. “I look forward to the day I can do the watusi in your entrails.”
“Shyeah, whatever. I already saw this episode of Pinky and the Brain, so I’m gonna go take a nap. Have fun taking over the world.” Brian chuckles and turns to walk away.
“Laugh while you can, mutt! The day is soon coming when I shall have the laugh--and I assure you . . . it will be the last!”
Brian tosses a parting shot over his shoulder: “Hey--by the way? I think you’ve just soiled yourself.”
“What do you mean I’ve--” he pauses, catches a whiff of himself. His eyes widen, the left one picking up a noticeable tic.
“Blast!” Echoes throughout the house, the neighborhood, and greater Quohog.
Brian strolls away smirking.
Stewie plots vengeance.
I'm sick.
I need help.
UST and ICBMs
Author:
_beetle_Fandom: Family Guy
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Brian/Stewie (pre-slash, 'cause otherwise? eew!)
Disclaimer: Not mine
Concrit/Feedback: This is wrong and I know it. But what's your opinion?
Notes/Spoilers/Warnings: Um, for those of you who don’t know the cartoon, Brian is a witty, urbane family dog (who talks) and Stewie is a megalomaniacal toddler who has, on numerous occasions, tried to kill/escape his mother and speaks, for some strange reason, with an English accent. They have a . . . rivalry.
Summary: Dude, it’s a “Family Guy” ficlet *shrugs* 300 words.
“What the deuce do you think you’re doing, dog?!”
Brian casually bounces Stewie’s latest doo-hickey in his palm, ignoring the toddler’s enraged expression and apoplectically red face.
“Lemme guess . . . this gadget is part of some brilliant escape plan?”
“Not that it’s any of your business, mongrel, but no.” Stewie lies, his voice as sweet as poisoned candy, his eyes narrowed murderously. “Now hand it over!”
“Sure thing--whoops!” Brian lobs the micro-controlled electromagnetic launch re-sequencer--which looks just like a See’n’Say--at Stewie.
With a gasp, Stewie dives for it--catches it in his tiny, grimy hands before it bounces off the changing table, thus setting off the missiles that would have blasted the family, all of Quohog--even the imbecilic mutt--off the face of the earth.
Stewie glares daggers at his canine tormentor.
“You’ll pay for that, dog. . . .” he promises. “Oh, how you’ll pay.”
Brian rolls his eyes. “That’s right. Keep sublimating those latent homosexual urges, kaiser.”
“Latent homo--” Stewie forces himself calm and smiles nastily. “I look forward to the day I can do the watusi in your entrails.”
“Shyeah, whatever. I already saw this episode of Pinky and the Brain, so I’m gonna go take a nap. Have fun taking over the world.” Brian chuckles and turns to walk away.
“Laugh while you can, mutt! The day is soon coming when I shall have the laugh--and I assure you . . . it will be the last!”
Brian tosses a parting shot over his shoulder: “Hey--by the way? I think you’ve just soiled yourself.”
“What do you mean I’ve--” he pauses, catches a whiff of himself. His eyes widen, the left one picking up a noticeable tic.
“Blast!” Echoes throughout the house, the neighborhood, and greater Quohog.
Brian strolls away smirking.
Stewie plots vengeance.
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*hugs you*
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::runs to bleach brain::
I love Stewie!
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Don't use bleach! Ammonia's quicker!
*is more in lurve with you than ever*
Stewie's just awesome. When the show first came on, I went around screaming: "What the deuce?!" everywhere I went.
Which made me very, very popular.
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You're very strange, and I like you.
"Parrot!"
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Love It!
Thanks for sharing!
Brian
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Re: You ROCK!
Thanks for reading, enjoying and commenting.
*mails you cookies shaped like little ray-guns*
Kick-ass icon, btw--
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Have you seen this? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hcQzeyoydWY I have a pretty hard time telling if it's a parody or not, heh...