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Tweak says, "SAILING MISHAP!!"

Dora Tonks is (polymorphic) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-07-04 12:21:00

Entry tags:

!incomplete, day 14, dean winchester, location: thrift store, nymphadora tonks, open

Who: Tonks and..OTA
Where: The Thrift Shoppe
When: Day 14, around 1045am
What: Tonks wants new clothes
Rating: PG?
Status: Incomplete

Reminder: The Thrift Shoppe is the site where all five reactions combine.

Today was a good day. Tonks could feel it. So good, in fact that she was quite giggly while cruising along the path toward the thrift store. The witch needed new threads like whoa. Her poor jeans were still quite holey (more holey than normal) since they hadn't been fixed up with the magical reset. Holey. Holy. She started laughing at the wordplay. "Should give my clothes a right proper burial, bein' holy and all." This was spoken conversationally. But there was no one around.

All the same, the woman with the pink-and-green striped hair was bouncing along closer to the store. "When I'm out walkin' I strut my stuff, an' I'm so strung out.." Not too bad of a singer, but dancing was out of the question. She twirled around and strutted her stuff like the song said, but only ended up tripping over her own feet and tumbling to the ground. "Oi!" Looking quite put out, she stayed there for a minute and then started giggling at herself and laid back on the ground, right in the middle there. And why not? It was as fine a place as any.

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hellsboy
2009-07-23 02:43 pm UTC (link)

There was little doubt in Dean's mind that there would be a lot of naughty business going on in a few minutes. Part of his brain tried to remind him of something he couldn't quite remember because he was almost on autopilot now. The seductive sensation of her hair against his face, her body so close, those fingers pulling at his boxers which were just about to be given over. It was intoxicating.

Dean broke their kiss, licking his lips as though the residue of some sugary snack remained, and leaned back then on his elbows. He was going to lift his hips and let those boxers slide away. Somehow in the middle of movement he managed to knock the rack behind him though and the entire contents of leather and spandex and denim and whatever else came spilling down on top of them both.

Somehow it broke the spell of seriousness and sent Dean into a fit of laughter. Swimming up through the heaviness of random ugly pants, he giggled. "Damn, are you okay, Tonks?" he asked, parting pantlegs and rhinestones to find her.

Something smelled delicious suddenly. He abandoned his attempt to find her or get out of the pile of pants to find the source. It was in one of the pockets of the pants that had fallen on them. "Candy bar!" he cried like he had just struck gold. Even he realized how silly that sounded and started giggling again. Damn, he needed some Ritalin, didn't he?

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polymorphic
2009-07-26 04:02 pm UTC (link)

Dean was possibly better off than Tonks was, because even the voice in Tonks' head was currently distracted. The electric rainbow sparks emitting from Dean's skin saw to that. When the kiss broke, she sat up in his lap and squirmed just enough to be able to go through with what they were going through with. "You're quite lovely!" She cooed, like a little girl talking to her favourite doll.

Of course, that was before it started storming pants. Cute pants, ugly pants, even pants with sparkly stuff. The multi-coloured witch was drowning! Oh no! Laughing merrily, she held up her hand and cartoonishly started counting oiff until she sunk. One finger up, twooo fingers up! And she was about to be saved when Dean abandoned her. Rebuked for a candy bar, mmph. Oo wait. Candy? Tonks shot up, pants dangling all over the place, and grinned. While Dean was giggling (which she most certainly was doing as well) the woman clambored over and snagged the treasure.

"Ha hah! Tonks victorious!" Crowed with the candy bar held over her head. Like that would help. Because Tonks was so very tall. Or, you know, not.

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