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Dovil Day: Fic Part 3

Just a reminder that the icon of Kiwi love is for sharing, should you be so inclined. A master list of the fics from everyone (crazydiamondsue, me and uberaeryn are all here.

This next ficlet was inspired in part by her Angry Gay Cops icon and my recent viewing of "The Girl in Question." Set phasers to SNARK. (With apologies to reremouse for borrowing the cut tag title, or parts therein. It's just really funny, toots.)

Angry, Gay... Pirates?

"You say a word of this to anyone, I'll have your guts for garters."

"You wear garters?"

"You shut it, Angelus. Anything you don't like about me, you can shove it up your arse. Wasn't ME that said we should get up like this. Wasn't ME who pissed off the Immortal. Wasn't me that left it until just before daybreak with no way to get back to our women."

"Yeah? Well it WAS you who suggested we change clothes to fit in. Stupid puffy shirt."

"Don't know... Looks like the same type of shirt you've been wearing for the past few decades, mate. Now, the eye-patch... That's an especially nice touch." He snaps his heels together, and gives a mock salute, "Captain Forehead."

"Don't. Call. Me. That."

"Right. You look right fierce with your scabbard and your shirt all open and billowy."

"I'm not the one with the ridiculous parrot. Where the hell did you find that in the first place?"

"Killed the First Mate, was perched on his shoulder, came over to me, been here ever since."

"Rrrrarwk! Put up your dukes! Put up your dukes! Hey! No fair! Rrrawrk!"

"Shove off, bird. I didn't say that, Angelus. Oh... Shut up!"

"William, you did say this boat was headed for France, right?"

"Uh... Sure. Right."

"William. Tell me you checked."

William mumbles something to himself. Angel distinctly hears the word "Caribbean."

"What the hell are two vampires going to do in the Carribean?"

"Uh... Get sauced? That rum that comes from there... Had a nip or two back in the day. Thought I might like to see a real coconut again. Aside from the one perched on your shoulders, that is. Plus, hear there are a few like us out in Hispaniola."

"What do you mean ‘like us?' Vampires?"

William the Bloody looks at his sire with a smirk, tongue behind his teeth, eyes twinkling with mischief.

"You know, hate to say it, but you do look good in your pirate blouse."

"Shirt, Spike. It's a shirt. And you watch that smart mouth, or I'll watch it for you."


"Maybe later. After I've fed. Probably... Later."


( 12 comments — Leave a comment )
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:09 pm (UTC)
CARIBBEAN! *omg dies laughing at the crossover possibilities*
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:50 pm (UTC)
And I was NOT inspired while looking up inro on the Atlantis All-Gay Cruise. Nope.
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:15 pm (UTC)
Billowy Pirate Blouse King of Pain!

But this is just the prologue, yes? You have another 40 chapters of Angel and Spike's wacky Caribbean adventures, yes?
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:51 pm (UTC)
As someone not me has already said, if only it was DOvil's birthday everyday.

You know who wrote nearly that? violethamster in a flash of brilliance. SHE could do that justice. Or throw the idea away and do something better.
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:50 pm (UTC)
Hahaha coconut.
I love those two bumbling hott pirate vampires.
Expecially when Spike curls his tongue behind his teeth, cobalt blue eyes (what?) piercing. Ahem.
More, please!
Mar. 7th, 2005 08:52 pm (UTC)
That's hott. Gay pirate shirts are hott. Nicky, my pussy's sore. Get me a new Blackberry. That's hott.
Mar. 7th, 2005 10:18 pm (UTC)
What have you gals been smoking? Just wondering.

The puffy shirt? I can just imagine him in it now. How about Spike too?
Mar. 8th, 2005 05:44 am (UTC)
Spike is only wearing a sash and billowy pants. And is barefoot, with a small dagger in his teeth.

Did I leave that out? *snerk*
Mar. 8th, 2005 12:33 am (UTC)
*giggles* this is just such a good run of funny and wonderful fic!!
Mar. 8th, 2005 05:45 am (UTC)
She brings out the best (worst) in us. Hooray!!! Mind if I link to your fic for the B-Day fics?
Mar. 8th, 2005 12:34 pm (UTC)
*yawns and wakes up* Yeah, sure, but honestly I think most of LJ wuld be confused....thanks for thinking it was funny....
Mar. 8th, 2005 07:04 pm (UTC)
You've exhausted me. I'm lying prone and hungover in the internet cafe, laughing weakly with drool coming out of the side of my mouth unable to move. I feel like I should be smoking a cigarette.

This is the perfect homage to the icon with the gay pirate shirts, which is, ohhh, over there in the corner. Billowly pirate shirts of gayness, no wonder I lovest thou so.
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Are You Actually

Reading this? I'm just curious. Because that's really detail-oriented of you. Feel free to stop reading. But you can see that there's more here, so are you going to keep reading? Really? That's pretty dedicated. I'm impressed. No, really. I'm not being sarcastic, why do you get like that? See, this is the problem I have with your mother - yes. YES. I'm going there. It's time we put all of our cards on the table.

I love you, why are you doing this? After all we've been through? You don't have to be like this. You know, still reading. You could be baking a pie. And then sharing it with me.

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