Let's play a game!

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It's called, "Gimmie a fandom, some characters, and any specifics you want, and I'll write you comment fic!"

Fun game, yeah? Have at it, folks! You'll keep me entertained as I continue to rebuild my iTunes. Did I mention I deleted 23 gigs of music? Because I totally did. Because I am a fucking idiot.

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[perpet-fic.livejournal.com]

I have The Authority, but have not read it. I will have to owe you that one.

Choose again!

[lasergirl.livejournal.com]

Ahahaha.

Ok you have a choice of two, then:

Nero Wolfe - Archie is DASHING (maybe with a gun!) and Wolfe is trying not to let on he's impressed

OR

Dresden Files - Bob finds a way to annoy the hell out of Harry while he sleeps.

AND WITH THAT, a good evening to thee.

*zonks out*

I went TV-verse by accident, as it's easier to write Bob with a body.

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He's dreaming, that much Harry knows. It's a long, dark hallway with flickering lights and a creaky door somewhere out of sight.

"Really need to stop reading those creepy books before bed," Harry mutters. He checks for open doors, a window, anything to let in a little light. Nothing. He considers conjuring up a palm full of fire to see, and then considers the chances of setting his bed sheets aflame. Before he can decide if it's worth the risk, Bob comes around the corner.

"Harry! There you are! I've been in this hallway for ages!"

Harry stares at Bob, walking down the hall like he belongs there. "Huh?"

"I'm bored stiff, or as bored stiff as I can be without the use of a body, of course. I've positively nothing to do with you asleep, and I've been puttering around--"

"Bob."

"Yes, Harry?" Bob looks completely innocent, wide-eyed and helpful.

"Are you actually here?"

"Of course I'm here!"

"No, I mean, are you actually here? In my dream? Like, live and in-person?" Bob says nothing, gaze shifting to one side. Harry groans and covers his face with his hands. "How long have you been piggybacking into my dreams?"

"I don't piggyback, Harry. I can enter at will, it seems. I suppose it has to do with my general ghostliness, and--"

"How. Long."

"A few weeks."

Harry thinks back over the last few weeks. Most of his dreams are muddled, but he knows there was at least one about him and a good-looking dark-haired woman. "Bob, if you weren't dead, I'd murder you right now."

"Harry, if I weren't dead, I couldn't be here."

"Go away. Get out of my head."

"I'm bored."

"Out!" Harry points to the end of the long hallway. A door flings open, spilling light towards them. "Huh," Harry says. "So that's how I get out."

"See, Harry? I'm being extremely helpful."

Harry wants to yell at him, to drag him by the scruff of the neck to the door, but then he takes a good look at Bob, sees the loneliness in the way he's holding himself still, prepared to be sent away. Harry sighs. "All right. Fine. You can stay."

Bob beams. "Thank you, Harry."

"But if a good-looking woman shows up wanting to seduce me, you have to leave. Immediately."

"Of course."

"Not that I'd know, of course. Since you've been here for weeks, apparently."

"My word as a gentlemen, I will leave."

"Yeah. Sure. Gentleman."

"Really, Harry."

Harry grins. "C'mon, you bum. Let's find the creaky door."

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[lasergirl.livejournal.com]

Super 800-times awesome! (sorry it took me forever to comment because I'm living in a traaailleeerrr......

but YES! I knew Bob would find a way to annoy the hell out of Harry. And GOOD-LOOKING SEDUCTIVE WOMEN! YES!

(and now in my head I am thinking about Bob invading Harry's wet dreams and making comments and just the WRONG moment and Harry being flustered and embarassed and then he wakes up and is like "WHAT THE HELL BOB!"

And Bob's like "Not my fault, dude. You're the one who lost his stride."

;P

Re: I went TV-verse by accident, as it's easier to write Bob with a body.

[perpet-fic.livejournal.com]

Oh, man, Bob so WOULD.

And Miriam Heddy wrote a story where Bob could touch Harry in his dreams. It was hotness.

Re: I went TV-verse by accident, as it's easier to write Bob with a body.

[lasergirl.livejournal.com]

HEY ARE YOU ONLINE RIGHT NOW