Apr 13, 2015
“Man, I can’t tell if this place is all messed up, or what ever the futz Loki did is kinda starting to come back. Is it always this weird here?” Clint frowned, raising an eyebrow at the floating lights over the Arby’s.
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“Man, I can’t tell if this place is all messed up, or what ever the futz Loki did is kinda starting to come back. Is it always this weird here?” Clint frowned, raising an eyebrow at the floating lights over the Arby’s.
"Help me make the cookies!"
Q made a face, crossing his legs. "I- you really don't want my help. Trust me."
askagentcarlos replied to your photo:WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY TO ME?
[Because it’s 1 am and we should go to bed?]
THIS IS TRUE. BUT IM A REBEL
askagentcarlos replied to your post:[ askagentcarlos I’M GOING TO KILL YOU]
[Why? I didn’t do anything. I don’t think.]
[Q'S CHRISTMAS PRESENT?]
"I'm so sorry I let this happen to you."
Aiden glared at him, wiping blood off his lip. Everything ached and he was pretty sure one of his ribs was broken, but his eyes were burning.
"Don't you even," he snarled, taking a step forward. "You didn't let this happen. You had no control over this, so don't start. I'll have none of it." He took a step forward and winced as something in his chest twinged.
"I don't want you getting involved in my fights Carlos."
The gift was sitting on Q's table, wrapped up neatly in red and silver wrapping table with a gold bow slapped on top. A sticky note was on the front, and it read: "To my favorite angel: here's a little something since it is the season and all that nonsense. I hope you like Pilgrim at Tinker's Creek. It's very spiritual and rambling, much like you. -C"
Q fought a smile as he looked at the present. Of course. Carlos would. He shook his head and picked up the present. 'Spiritual and rambling'. What was that even supposed to mean?
He huffed and unwrapped the book, turning it over in his hands. The blue cover felt odd under his fingers and the smell of new book wafted from the pages.
He flipped to the first chapter and halted when he read the title.
"Are you serious?"
askagentcarlos replied to your photo:[Got myself a shirt while I was Christmas...
[you’re adorable.]
[It was a real toss up between the shirt and a really nice black silk tie with silver stripes but the shirt one]
❀ reverse
Send ‘❀ reverse’ for my muse’s reaction to yours bringing home a kitten
Aiden stared at the small grey kitten cradled in Carlos' arms with a look of mild confusion.
"Carlos, you do realize we aren't allowed to have animals in the dorms, right?"