wip amnesty weekend
Feb. 6th, 2005 07:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lierdumoaFandom:Queer as Folk
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Summary: More random notes, though this time they were all going into one fic. I just never came up with an outline.
A/N: More stuff I completely forgot about.
Circumstances of Death: See above.
Emmet -- "They're doing that thing again."
Ted -- "What?"
Emmet -- "Oh, you know. That thing where Justin goes away, Brian falls apart, then Justin comes back and Brian's all better again."
You act like it's the fucking end of the world.
"The sky is falling! The sky is falling!" said Chicken Little..."
Brian answers the phone. It's Justin. "I'm lost. Come get me."
"How am I supposed to come get you if you don't even know where you are?"
Justin names a street corner and starts making whimpering, begging noises.
Brian sighs. "Oh, fine. Give me five minutes to change my shirt."
Emmet looks up. "Leaving so soon?"
Brian smirks. "I have to go find Dorothy and drag her ass back to Kansas." He's still talking into the reciever. Justin here's him.
"Oh, fuck you, Brian."
Brian smirks. "In your dreams, Sunshine. Just hold tight for twenty minutes. I'll come get you."
beat.
"And my little dog too?"
"You know, you wouldn't be lost in the first place if you only had a brain."
Pairing: Brian/Justin
Summary: More random notes, though this time they were all going into one fic. I just never came up with an outline.
A/N: More stuff I completely forgot about.
Circumstances of Death: See above.
Emmet -- "They're doing that thing again."
Ted -- "What?"
Emmet -- "Oh, you know. That thing where Justin goes away, Brian falls apart, then Justin comes back and Brian's all better again."
You act like it's the fucking end of the world.
"The sky is falling! The sky is falling!" said Chicken Little..."
Brian answers the phone. It's Justin. "I'm lost. Come get me."
"How am I supposed to come get you if you don't even know where you are?"
Justin names a street corner and starts making whimpering, begging noises.
Brian sighs. "Oh, fine. Give me five minutes to change my shirt."
Emmet looks up. "Leaving so soon?"
Brian smirks. "I have to go find Dorothy and drag her ass back to Kansas." He's still talking into the reciever. Justin here's him.
"Oh, fuck you, Brian."
Brian smirks. "In your dreams, Sunshine. Just hold tight for twenty minutes. I'll come get you."
beat.
"And my little dog too?"
"You know, you wouldn't be lost in the first place if you only had a brain."
