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Disclaimer:
The character of Connor MacLeod belongs to DPP. This fan fiction is for entertainment only; there is no profit involved.
lynanCD (After a fru of Connor MacLeod by a fellow CDCer.) Oh, yeah, that DO nicely. verra nicely. Do you deliver? If so, I'm the one on the floor. *ding dong* UPS! You requested a special delivery, miss? OK, you want to unwrap it or do you want me to? *crinkle crinkle crunch RIP SHRED TEAR* OK, he's all yours!
lynnann The UPS guy tried to decipher the name scribbled on the notebook. "k'lyn? Hey!" he yelled at the closed door. "I need a last name on the signature!" ftc: �G'way.� "k'lyn gway. Thanks." [Note to readers: ftc means �From the closet.�] MacNairCDC "Here, k'lynn," shouted lynnann. "You need these." "?" said the closet door and then it opened a crack. (Just a crack, in case the UPS package decided to make a run for it.) Two packages of snappy tarts were handed through the door. "Tarts. Yum." "See how many of them fit in his belly button without hurting him." "Feed button?" From inside the closet, "Oh, no!" k'lynn "Won" ~slurp~ "won" ~lick~ "won" ~nibble~ "won ... Der kan B onlee won. U laff funni, connie. Y U gigle?" MacNairCDC "That tickles, you little imp," he protested after the seventh one. "The least you could do is share a few." "'K. But lynan sez 'feed button,' so U hav 2 bend over and get it." "Wha-a?" He looked incredulously at the little CDC specter. Fingernail polish flowers on the wall, lit with twinkle lights, put rainbow colors across her. "I can't reach my belly button like that!" "C? Easy." She added another tart and sucked it out with a swwwwwooo of air. "You're not going to kiss me until the whole package is gone, aren't you," he said with a sigh. "Hav 2 paks." �Groan.� lynnannCDC "Remember the other day," Connor said as the spectre finished the eleventh snappy tart off with a crunch and a wiggle from the tartness. "Oter day?" She placed another 'just so' and lapped it up with a small canine yip. "When we watched the mother bird feed her chicks?" "Mommy bird gafe dem werms!" k'lynn grimaced from the thought and the tart candy. "But you could feed me the candy the same way." k'lynn puzzled it out, and then screwed up her face in a grin. "Okey." She fished out a snappy tart from the bag and placed it on the immortal stretched before her, and picked it up gingerly in her teeth, her breathe tickling him. "Cheep, cheep, cheep," Connor mimicked the small birds and k'lynn tried to drop the snappy tart into his mouth. It bounced off his lips to the floor. "Cheep," Connor chirped, "Try again. Be the mommy bird." She tried again, but the next one bounced off his nose. Connor laughed. "Try again, cheep cheep, but this time get closer." "I do dat." "Cheep, closer. Closer, mommy bird." When she was a scant two inches away, she dropped the snappy tart and Connor swallowed it whole. "Did id!" she crowed. "Yes, you did, can you do it again?" To prove she could, she lowered her face and the snappy tart close to him, but his face sprang up to meet hers in a kiss that made her forget all the snappy tarts except the one they shared between them. ~finis~
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