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maderrWas waiting for lunch to heat up and caught a commercial. And was already thinking about wrong slash anyway.
"I'm definitely going with coffee. Wakes you up, you can make it as strong or weak, sweet or bitter, dark or light as you want. And it tastes good with everything. Milk is a close second, but orange juice? No, no." Nodding firmly, brown hair flopping in his eyes, Pop lifted his mug and took a sip of his own coffee - a little cream, lots of sugar.
Beside him Crackle yawned and blinked his blue eyes. "Milk is only good for cereal and oatmeal. Orange juice is best - not sweet, not sour. Cold and sharp, wakes you up without addicting you to caffeine."
"Don't even start with me," Pop gulped down a large swallow of coffee in defiance. "And anyway, I'd rather have something hot to drink. Cold is too jarring." He had the same blue eyes as his brother, and they stood out against his bright red tank top.
"Whatever." Crackle stood and stretched his arms over his head, faded blue t-shirt lifting to bare his smooth, flat stomach above the top of his red boxers. He yawned again, and wandered over to the fridge. "Addict."
"Brat. Just admit I'm right. Coffee is the best drink to have with breakfast. I mean, when was the last time you could eat a bowl of cereal with your juice? OJ and milk taste nasty together."
"Oh, I don't know about that," a sly voice interrupted before Crackle could reply. Both brothers looked up as their Snap appeared in the doorway beside the fridge, his frizzy hair particularly orange against his bright yellow t-shirt. He wore soft, blue pajama pants - the same soft blue as Pop's boxers. "I'd say there's a lot to be said for all three."
Pop snorted as he finished his coffee and rose to refill his mug, "Whatever. You drink milk like it's a religion." As he passed by the two standing by the fridge, Snap snaked out an arm and pulled him close. Burying a hand in Pop's thick hair to hold him still, he kissed his brother lazily, exploring every bit of his mouth for the taste of the coffee that Pop was so fond of.
Releasing him with a grin, he reached out his other arm and dragged Crackle close, kissing his youngest brother in turn. This kiss was just as slow and lazy, mixing the taste of coffee from Pop with the tart taste of orange juice in Crackle's mouth.
Pulling back, Snap licked his lips and opened the fridge. "Yeah, I think I like all three. Now stop bickering and let's eat. We're going to be late for work. What do you want for breakfast?"
"Cereal" Pop and Crackle said together. Snap rolled his eyes.
Breakfast
"I'm definitely going with coffee. Wakes you up, you can make it as strong or weak, sweet or bitter, dark or light as you want. And it tastes good with everything. Milk is a close second, but orange juice? No, no." Nodding firmly, brown hair flopping in his eyes, Pop lifted his mug and took a sip of his own coffee - a little cream, lots of sugar.
Beside him Crackle yawned and blinked his blue eyes. "Milk is only good for cereal and oatmeal. Orange juice is best - not sweet, not sour. Cold and sharp, wakes you up without addicting you to caffeine."
"Don't even start with me," Pop gulped down a large swallow of coffee in defiance. "And anyway, I'd rather have something hot to drink. Cold is too jarring." He had the same blue eyes as his brother, and they stood out against his bright red tank top.
"Whatever." Crackle stood and stretched his arms over his head, faded blue t-shirt lifting to bare his smooth, flat stomach above the top of his red boxers. He yawned again, and wandered over to the fridge. "Addict."
"Brat. Just admit I'm right. Coffee is the best drink to have with breakfast. I mean, when was the last time you could eat a bowl of cereal with your juice? OJ and milk taste nasty together."
"Oh, I don't know about that," a sly voice interrupted before Crackle could reply. Both brothers looked up as their Snap appeared in the doorway beside the fridge, his frizzy hair particularly orange against his bright yellow t-shirt. He wore soft, blue pajama pants - the same soft blue as Pop's boxers. "I'd say there's a lot to be said for all three."
Pop snorted as he finished his coffee and rose to refill his mug, "Whatever. You drink milk like it's a religion." As he passed by the two standing by the fridge, Snap snaked out an arm and pulled him close. Burying a hand in Pop's thick hair to hold him still, he kissed his brother lazily, exploring every bit of his mouth for the taste of the coffee that Pop was so fond of.
Releasing him with a grin, he reached out his other arm and dragged Crackle close, kissing his youngest brother in turn. This kiss was just as slow and lazy, mixing the taste of coffee from Pop with the tart taste of orange juice in Crackle's mouth.
Pulling back, Snap licked his lips and opened the fridge. "Yeah, I think I like all three. Now stop bickering and let's eat. We're going to be late for work. What do you want for breakfast?"
"Cereal" Pop and Crackle said together. Snap rolled his eyes.
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Date: 2004-08-18 01:23 pm (UTC)You are my hero. And I'm never allowed to waych TV again. Because I'm going to laugh up my spleen the next time I see those three.
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Date: 2004-08-18 01:25 pm (UTC)*tee hee* I live for the laughter.
Robbie says he'd like four soft tacos, if you please. And his new phone is pretty snazzy. JD should be home in a bit.
And yeah, no more tv for me.
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Date: 2004-08-18 01:30 pm (UTC)NEW PHONE?!?!?! WTF MATE!!!
Oh no I think you need lots more TV.. This could be the start of a series you know....
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Date: 2004-08-18 01:38 pm (UTC)...
Okay... my sister is looking at me weird... wonder why.
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Date: 2004-08-18 01:39 pm (UTC)Hehehehe... I will be amused for days. Thanks.
Love and Toast,
Jo
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Date: 2004-08-18 02:22 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 03:21 pm (UTC)I live to amuse. Thankee muchly!
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Date: 2004-08-18 03:22 pm (UTC)If my sister sees this, I'm going to be getting plenty of odd looks as well. Glad it amused, thanks!
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Date: 2004-08-18 03:22 pm (UTC)NO SERIES!!!
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Date: 2004-08-18 03:23 pm (UTC)High praise indeed, from the Mistress of Wrong herself. Thankee!
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Date: 2004-08-18 03:42 pm (UTC)(This is me, being semi-incoherent and sleepy, and VERY VERY AMUSED. I love you so muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuch!)
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Date: 2004-08-18 03:44 pm (UTC)And Toucan Sam has those 3 nephews....
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Date: 2004-08-18 04:42 pm (UTC)Oh, my gods! There's a Rice Krispies commercial on right now! *can't stop laughing* Yes, thank you!
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Date: 2004-08-18 06:05 pm (UTC)::dies laughing::
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Date: 2004-08-18 06:17 pm (UTC)I definitely think I like "Brilliant" more than "Unhealthy." ^_^ Thanks!
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Date: 2004-08-18 06:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-18 06:52 pm (UTC)I can't look at the box now without feeling horribly ashamed.
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:27 pm (UTC)Whatever it was, grab some more. I'm damn amused. ;->
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:27 pm (UTC)Whatever did it, grab some more. I'm damn amused. ;->
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:29 pm (UTC)you do realize you are really Really making it hard for me to ever watch tv again, right? right?
::snoggles:: very funny! granted i don't think i'll ever be to explain why i'll snicker every time i see the cereal now.
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:30 pm (UTC)I often wonder what part of brain is responsible for this. The minute I figure it out, I'm scrubbing it clean with bleach and steel wool XP
Amused is good. Thanks, McLeod.
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:33 pm (UTC)I think maybe my television privileges need to be revoked. Clearly I'm not mature enough to handle even commercials.
I can't even look at the box without fleeing the kitchen in mortification. Glad it amused ^_^
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:35 pm (UTC)Hee, love you too. Always glad to amuse an incoherent ki-chan (and a coherent one, should that ever happen XP)
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Date: 2004-08-18 09:36 pm (UTC)Gods only know what I'll think up next. One of these days the wrong person is goign to read these and some corporate fiend is going to sue me.
Welcome! *laughs* I can't even go in the kitchen, b/c the cereal box is right there on the counter.
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-19 07:45 am (UTC)Coherency is overrated anyway.
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:47 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:48 am (UTC)And then they had sex.
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:49 am (UTC)Nah, that was the night before.
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:51 am (UTC)Lmao. You really should have known better than to look. Are you that bored?
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:53 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-19 07:54 am (UTC)No. I had stuff to do for Ikon, which meant missing work at the watch place. didn't seem woth it to miss two days and then work two more. I am done there.
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Date: 2004-08-19 07:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-19 01:31 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-19 01:37 pm (UTC)You. Are. EVIL.
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Date: 2004-08-19 01:41 pm (UTC)*evilly*
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Date: 2004-08-19 06:07 pm (UTC)>.< that is exactly how i feel. imagine my reaction when in work today someone was EATING them. i can't seem to explain to them why i looked mortified and terribly ammused and kept on chuckling. ::snoggles::
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Date: 2004-08-19 06:13 pm (UTC)Doh! Yeah, that would be rather awkward to explain...I think if Kellogg ever reads it my ass is going to get sued big time, lol.