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[turps]

Okay, I give in. I've been trying to avoid this meme but I keep seeing it and I'm a pushover, but you all knew that right? Also, my flist is pretty small so how many requests could I get?

I'll also post this when I know castalie is at work as I know she'll laugh at me ;)

Gakked from patchworkdragon

Give me a slash pairing and situation and I'll write you a ficlet. My fandoms are popslash, TS and MX.

Just don't expect much okay? *g*

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[turps33.livejournal.com]

Part 2


“Do you know how much more that stuff is?” Chris sounded horrified and JC tried to think of the last time he’d been grocery shopping. He couldn’t remember how much each type of cheese cost but trusted Chris about the difference, Chris noticed things like that. It was one of the many reasons JC loved him; neither of them would go crazy with money, not like certain sneaker obsessed band mates.

JC hadn’t noticed Chris go into the fridge, he was too busy cutting and thinking about cheese, so he jumped a little when the tub of butter was tossed on the table. “Fuck, Chris I could have cut my finger off.”

“Sorry.”

Chris didn’t look sorry and JC glared at him a little before pointing at the butter. “What do you need that for?”

“For lube what else?”

Speechless, JC stared at Chris then felt like flinging the block of cheese at him when Chris collapsed laughing against the table.

“Your face! I wish Justin had seen it.” Laughing even louder Chris held his side then eventually sat down. “It’s for the sandwiches you idiot.”

“The sandwiches? You don’t putter butter on grilled cheese.” The thought of butter melting into the cheese turned JC’s stomach a little and he vowed that no way would Chris get butter anywhere near his.

“Sure you do. Bread, butter, cheese more bread and butter on top then into a hot dry frying pan.”

“No, it’s just bread and cheese then under the grill. That’s why they’re called grilled cheese sandwiches.”

“Justin likes the way I make mine.”

“Lance and Joey like the way I make mine.”

“Joey likes everything, he’s no judge.” Chris laughed and reached for a slice of cheese. “Guess we’ll just agree to be different.”

Smacking at Chris’ hand JC pushed a pile of cheese to Chris then started to make his own no butter sandwiches. “I guess so, which is just how I like it.”

And from the smile he received back, Chris agreed too.

[ninjetti75.livejournal.com]

Squeeeee!!

Lovely!!!

but where's the sex scene after the company is fed? Sounds like the company was "just" the other guys... ..hell, they'll expect it, should just be grateful these particular hosts waited until AFTER the guests were fed, lol...

[turps33.livejournal.com]

ROTFLMAO!

I'm glad you liked this one too, but the ficlet request was arguing over making grilled cheese sandwiches, if I'd written sex after I'd have been moving into story territory *g*

You'll get TrickC sex when I do your ficlet *eg*

[mickeym.livejournal.com]

*happy sigh* And dude--I make mine the way Chris does ;)

Love it! Thank you again :)

[turps33.livejournal.com]

Thank you :)

I make mine like Chris too, what's the fun in grilling them? ;)

Thanks for taking the time to comment.