The Staples of Life
Chygyrl

Ok, new fic. Not my fault, Guinan's the one who
inspired this one. Bad Guinan, bad, bad Guinan. 
I'm trying a different format this time. Use your
imagination a little. 
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<kashunk>
"Ow, Aeryn. Put that down."
"But what is it?"
"It's called a staple gun. Just leave it alone."
<kashunk>
"OW!! I *told* you to leave that alone. Now give it to
me."
"No. Where did you get this?"
"On one of the Commerce Planets."
"What's it for?"
"It shoots staples." <kashunk> "OW!! Damn it, Aeryn!"
"So it's a weapon?"
"Put it *down*! You could put my eye out, for God's
sake."
"Don't be such a baby. What are staples?"
"Staples. You know, fasteners that hold things
together."
"Oh, I see." <kashunk>
"Ow!! That's it!! Gimme that damn thing. If I knew you
were going to shoot me with it I wouldn't have gotten
the stupid thing."
<kashunk> <kashunk>
"OW!! Stop it!!"
<kashunk> <kashunk>
"you know, John, this is a really nice weapon. Small"
<kashunk> "compact." <kashunk> "easy to handle."
<kashunk> "I think I'll have to get one for myself."
"Just gimme that!!"
"Back off, Erfman." <kashunk>
"Ow!!! Ok, that one hit a really sensative place."
"Sheesh, you're no fun. I just wanted to try it out."
<kashunk>
"OW!! JOHN!!!"
"Ha, ha. Gotcha!"