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May 11th, 2008

challenge #64 Green Apples [May. 11th, 2008|02:04 am]
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[foreverbm]
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Title: Snapped
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Season 5
Condom: Michael Ted

Brian walked into his office, slipping off his new Armani jacket before walking towards his desk. He stopped, a bemused look crossing his face when he saw the expensive stainless steel bowl filled with shiny green apples.
He picked one up, took a bite, licking his lips as the juice oozed from it.
He sat, picked up the phone, exchanged a few words, lent back and waited.
Seconds later the door opened.
“Ok Theodore what do you want? Pay rise, holiday, shares in the company?”
“How did you know they were from me?”
“Surely you realize that I know everything”
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Challenge #64: Green apples [May. 11th, 2008|03:08 pm]
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Title(s): An apple a day; Keeps a lesbian happy
Author: pinkfriction
A/N: Thanks to [info]foreverbm for the help
Condoms: One to Mel, One to Brian

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[May. 11th, 2008|05:07 pm]

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Title: The Taste of Success
Author: dirtylttlescret
Condom: Brian

For Brian, green apples are more than fruit. They’re the taste of Manhattan crushing between his teeth like a cider press, the Big Apple, and his corner office overlooking the Hudson.

They’re the taste of success, the green of money, and the fuck you he’s always wanted to tell his father but never could because it hurt too much.

They’re sex and sin and anything else that’s been worthwhile since Adam and Eve got booted from Eden.

Apples are the only thing Brian thinks he wants, until one night while tripping, he finds himself juggling them to impress a twink.
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challenge #64 - Green Apples [May. 11th, 2008|06:39 pm]
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[foreverbm]
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Title: Rage, JT and Apples
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Season 4
Condom: Michael
A/N: Yeah I know, it's pretty.....words actually fail me :)

“What the hell are those?” Michael asked, looking at Justin’s drawings.
“Green apples”
“What the fuck is JT going to do with apples?”
“You know Brian….I mean Rage…. likes apples so I though you could put them into the next issue.”
“How exactly am I supposed to do that?”
“Well, I thought that JT could bring Rage a bowl of apples and feed them to him, and as the juice ran down his body, slowly lick it off.”
Justin grinned at the look of horror on Michael’s face.
“And you know exactly how that will look don’t you”
Justin smirked.
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Challenge #64 Green Apples [May. 11th, 2008|09:37 pm]
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Title: Movie Time
Author: Brianswalk
Time Line: The summer after S5
A/N: Unveiling the lovely icon of Brian and "Gus" that LJ user sakesushimaki made for me.  Thanks, hon!
Condom: Brian

Movie Time

“Justin!” Brian hollered from the kitchen.  Slamming his briefcase down, he yelled again, “Justin!”  Still receiving no answer, he muttered, “Where the fuck are you?” as he stormed out of the kitchen.  In the hall, he finally heard the din of Transformers coming from the family room.  Ah, Gus was here.  That explains the decimated fruit bowl in the kitchen. 
Entering the family room, Brian found Justin and Gus asleep on the couch; green apple cores, melted chocolate, and peanut butter smeared knives littering the coffee table.
Smiling gently, Brian turned off the TV and left his boys to sleep.
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challenge #64 - Green Apples [May. 11th, 2008|11:04 pm]
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[foreverbm]
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Title: The Mind Works In Mysterious Ways
Author: Foreverbm
Timeline: Future
A/N: Thanks to [info]givemetehlove for her input
Warning for [info]kata_ny because she yells at me :)
Condom: Michael

I paused to grab a trolley at the supermarket doors, then stopped myself, grabbing a basket instead. Old habits died hard.
I wandered around. Nothing on the shelves said ‘eat me’; the thought of food, let alone having to cook it, did nothing for me.
I found myself in the vegetable department, picking up a few salad items; at least they would make the fridge look full.
My eyes came to rest on the display of green apples. I shivered, visions of Ben munching on one after dinner filling my head.
I put the basket down and left the store.
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