Title: Strife’s Mjau Mistake (part 1)
Author: Slash_Kittie
Disclaimer: In no way do I own any of the characters. This is a Fanfiction solimente.
Author's note: I'm mostly a lurker, but i thought I'd send this out asa "new neighbor present" thingy...or such... Enjoy!
Ares: “STRIIIIIIIFE!!!!”
*wince, rustle*
Strife: *cough* “Uh, he’s not here right now. Leave a message after the very annoying, very long, beep.......BEEEEEEEEE-
Ares: “Strife... I’m warning you.”
Strife: “-EEEEEEEP.......”
*gaspings for air*
Ares:*very pissed off* “Not funny, Strife!”
*Sounds of giggling*
Ares: “Alright, that's it! Where the hell are you!”
*FLASH*
Cupid: “Dad? Uh, hey... Where’s Strife?!
*a Strifey sneeze*
Ares: “Argh!”
*Insane giggles*
Cupid: “Oh crap. Baby? He’s livid. I think it’s time to come out!”
*silence with the occasional cricket, both gods wait.*
*snort, giggle*
Ares: “ARGH!” *searching the house* “That’s IT! YOU ARE TOAST STRIFE! I was only going to beat you before, but Hades is gonna have to bring you home from Tartarus now! NOW COME OUT!”
Strife’s voice: “Alright! I admit it! I like fluffy bunnies!”
*exaggerated pause, shaking of heads...etc”
Cupid: “Shit. Babe, what’s going on? Strife?”
*silence*
Cupid: “Alright. Dad, what’s going on?”
Ares:*grumble, incoherent mutter*
Cupid: “Sorry, I didn’t quite get that.”
*once more, insane giggles. Ares roars*
Cupid: “Dad... Dad! What happened!”
Ares: “Strife-sent-Mjau-into-the-bedroom-while-Joxar-and-I”-deep breath-“were-hopping-on-the-good-foot-and-doing-the-bad-thing!”
Cupid:*gasp* “But... he knows Mjau, uh, likes to play with, *cough*uh, fast moving objects” *cough*
*giggle*
Ares:*sounds of steam exiting ears*
Cupid: “Oh fuck. Uh Strife? I think he’s gonna blow! I don’t know if I can *snort* help you out with this one...”
*snorts of laughter from Cupid and Strife*
Ares: “ ARRRRGH!”
*FLASH*
Cupid: “Phew! Ok, babe. He’s gone now. Come on out, I wanna swallow your tongue in more than one place.”
*rustle, rip, curse, swear, crash*
Strife: “Okay, I’m out! And any tongage is fine by me, Cupe-de-lupe!”
Cupid: “Strife...were you in the curtains this whole time.”
Strife: “Uh, what’s left of the fabric use to be curtains...I think.
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