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commentfic party, anyone?
LJ refugees! It is Thursday and the internet is failing to entertain. Your mission, should you choose to accept it: COMMENTFIC.
Write or excerpt a thing on the theme of: stuck. Any interpretation, any scenario. Metaphorically, physically, locked in, locked out, handcuffed together, unintentional bodysharing, stranded at an airport, [insert cliche here]. All fandoms, pairings, lengths accepted! Write ten words, or write a couple thousand.
GO. \o/?
Write or excerpt a thing on the theme of: stuck. Any interpretation, any scenario. Metaphorically, physically, locked in, locked out, handcuffed together, unintentional bodysharing, stranded at an airport, [insert cliche here]. All fandoms, pairings, lengths accepted! Write ten words, or write a couple thousand.
GO. \o/?
X-Men, Kity Pryde, Iceman
Kitty slumped into her room at the X-Mansion, slung her bag into a chair, and flopped on the bed.
"Hey, you okay?"
Looking up, she saw Iceman hanging in the doorway.
"I got fired."
"Fired!? After only a week!?"
"Arrgh." She ran her hands through her hair and pulled in frustration. "This douchebag asked to look at a puppy and when I took him into the puppy room, he had his hands all over me. So I kinda..." She trailed off into a mumble.
"You kinda *what*? Bobby's eyes twinkled in anticipation.
"I kinda phased him halfway through the floor. The last I saw of him, he was being given a facewash by the Alsation. And apparently he's allergic to dog spit." She mimed her face ballooning out.
Bobby would have commiserated... but he was laughing too hard.
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