quirks4me

“What the fuck is this?

“Veggie Tales-Bible stories told by vegetables.”

“Because clearly the stories make more sense when told by produce.”

"It's supposed to be fun; it's keeping Gus interested. And he's learning different types of vegetables."

Brian looks at the screen.

“Is that a cucumber?”

Justin glares at Brian.

“Don't. Say. Anything.”

Brian gives him his patented smirk.

“What? I was gonna ask if you wanted your salad tossed?”

“Only you could make this dirty. “

“What? The produce doesn't give sex tips? ‘Hey kids, use protection so you don't make baby salads!’”

Title: Ode to Bad!Fic or Ethan LOVES Badfic, Mpreg, and anything else a normal human being detests
Author: Quirks4me

Warnings/Author's Notes: So I was "inspired" by all bad!fic drabbles. So be warned! Bad!fic seems to be contagious. I'm not sure this is strictly bad!fic--like it's written normally, it's just Ethan's perspective is that of a Bad!fic writer. In a comment I left for DLS, I referenced him, since bad!fic seems to bring out the Ethan in me. Somehow I imagined him as writing bad!fic and this came about. Oh and there is no such musician named "Menissi" not that I know of anyway. I decided it was better to make-up someone than to blaspheme a great musician.
And the condom goes to: Brian (although he'd probably wish he didn't upon reading this)

I bask in his azure pools, hovering above me.

“Are we gonna fuck?”

“Perhaps we could reflect on how our relationship is like Menissi’s fourth variation in G.”

“It’s not. Reflection over, now roll over.”

“But baby, this is so much more. We are artists coming together, our souls joining! Together, we are more than one!”

“Well we’d have to be, mathematically, more than one-there’s two of us. Anyway, there won’t be any cumming, if you keep talking.”

I roll over, and let his large member enter my rosebud, hearing heavenly music- this music is his voice.

“Fuck, you’re tight.”