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Mission Impossible
mood: 
silly
sillyAuthor: spidermoth
Word Count: 100
Challenge: #147 Divination
Rating: PG for implied sexual m/m
Warnings: more silliness!
A/N: A late post due to really annoying posting issues with my account on IJ. Hope to resolve in some way other than taking an axe to my computer. *grin*
"Ran into Sibyll..." Remus blurted at breakfast, blush coloring his cheeks.
Severus noted the wolf's discomfort.
"You are delusional Lupin, if you think I am even remotely interested."
He glared sidelong down the head table. Remus focused intently on his plate.
"She asked me to give you... a message... er... 'warning'... regarding our meeting tonight."
Severus snorted, then groaned.
"Spit it out then, Lupin. Obviously I'll not escape your mission to relay my imminent doom."
"Not doom exactly..."
Lupin flushed even darker.
"She said to tell you..."
Remus hesitated before continuing...
"She said..." his voice barely a whisper.
"...you're out of lube."
Severus noted the wolf's discomfort.
"You are delusional Lupin, if you think I am even remotely interested."
He glared sidelong down the head table. Remus focused intently on his plate.
"She asked me to give you... a message... er... 'warning'... regarding our meeting tonight."
Severus snorted, then groaned.
"Spit it out then, Lupin. Obviously I'll not escape your mission to relay my imminent doom."
"Not doom exactly..."
Lupin flushed even darker.
"She said to tell you..."
Remus hesitated before continuing...
"She said..." his voice barely a whisper.
"...you're out of lube."
BTW...I would have accepted the "mud-morning" coffee--my husband drinks it that way, like you could stand a spoon up in it. *grin*
Actually 'mud' works as a description for my coffee too - I'm just happily focused on the overnight downpour (my garden was practically dying, damnit - now looking perky & fresh!!!)