Music Meme #3
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sparrow015Music is my boyfriend: pick a number btwn 1 - 20093 and a character/pairing/word prompt and I'll take a stab at it. No promises but I shall do my best.
Try and keep it to a max of five prompts per comment. :)
Try and keep it to a max of five prompts per comment. :)
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Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-24 08:01 pm (UTC)Nick kept his glare up, willing Bill to understand. "Bill, I'm not affected by the cold, at all!" He waved a bare, light blue arm. "My physiology makes it impossible."
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-24 08:10 pm (UTC)Bill seemed unconvinced, but let him go. Nick suspected he hadn't heard the end of that yet.
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-24 08:15 pm (UTC)He hadn't.
Over the next few days of staying in Chicago with Bill and the guys, he was besiged by various jackets, boots, scarves and other appearal in hopes he would, 'keep warm.'
Nick grounded his teeth and reminded himself it wasn't a good idea to kill Mike's band. No matter how well intentioned they were trying to be.
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 05:26 am (UTC)Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 06:05 am (UTC)a) HUGELY busy day. half of work called snow day, fuckers
b) YES to posting. do it as a bunch of interconnected drabbles, it'd be lolarious
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 06:04 am (UTC)In his underwear. "Point proven, I hope?" he said. He stood there, hands on hips. Not even shivering.
Silently, Bill and Sisky nodded. Satisfied, Nick went back inside.
Sisky watched his ass. "Is it wrong to be thinking lecherous thoughts about Jonas the younger?"
Bill was watching too. "No. But somewhere, Kevin just got the urge to strangle you and doesn't know why."
Sisky turned back to his snowman. "You know what we should have done."
"Tweeted a picture?" Bill asked, rolling a ball up between his mittens.
Sisky sighed. "Lost opportunity, man."
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 06:08 am (UTC)hee! Well, I have to see how far we continue with these 'drabbles' before any type of posting. :D)
Also, awesome Nick response to the others! \o/ half-naked Jonas for the win! And yes, they should've tweeted a pic. *giggles*
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 06:11 am (UTC)Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 06:14 am (UTC)Fire away, woman. :D
Re: Dinner
Date: 2011-07-25 06:15 am (UTC)Air
Date: 2011-07-25 06:26 am (UTC)It was another tour for the JoBros and another setup like before. An airy cage with lots of lights and boom mics.
Kevin and Nick were flitting about, getting used to the differences on this set. They even had a suspended drumkit that Nick was drooling over.
Ever since learning Kevin could float, they had been practicing hard at flying, which they archived. Before, they just glided to various platforms set up in previous tours.
Lazily taking to the air, Joe was glowing a little with happiness as he joined Nick on his side.
Supporting and ready to help out his younger brother should he fall.
But they wouldn't really, the sky was rapidly becoming their element as they harnessed their own Fairy powers. Laughing a little, Joe held back and then buzzed Nick and Kevin, darting inbetween them.
"Can't catch me, guys!" He taunted and put on a burst of a speed.
Kevin and Nick took up the challenge and Joe grinned as his brothers followed him through the air.
Re: Air
Date: 2011-07-25 06:28 am (UTC)Re: Air
Date: 2011-07-25 06:32 am (UTC)Re: Air
Date: 2011-07-25 06:33 am (UTC)Stage
Date: 2011-07-25 06:39 am (UTC)Joe loved wireless technology. It allowed him not to be tethered down as he adjusted the mic near his mouth.
His wings flexed, vibrated and suddenly he was in the air, soaring above the crowd as he dipped low and reached out to the outstretched hands, high-fiving and smacking them with glee.
He did a running man impression in the air as he slowed down, twirled and came up near a girl in a wheelchair in a sectioned off side. He grinned at her surprised look, her glowing with excitement and him with his 'firefly impression' as Nick liked to call it.
He crooned a few words to her, gave a peck on her cheek and soared back to the main stage with the fans screaming at him.
Kevin came up beside him, sweaty and covered in glitter, fingers dancing along the strings as Nick came up his other side tossing him a tamborine that he shook with gusto.
They were all leaning against one another as they floated above the stage a littile, singing into their mics and to the fans.
It was just another night at a Jonas Brothers concert and Joe wouldn't have it any other way.
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-25 06:44 am (UTC)Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-25 06:50 am (UTC)Prompting you and then I am running away to bed. O.o I actually have steady hours at my new position at my job. Same company, same position, but different area of the city. lol
Since we're going with a Joe theme here:
Joe, FOB bus, glow
(I like having FOB around in this 'verse. :D)
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-25 06:59 am (UTC)Kevin would have had words with him, but, like everyone else, he couldn't bring himself to do it. Not when Pete's smile was as bright as the glow from Joe's skin.
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-25 04:26 pm (UTC)Prompt me woman. :D
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:08 am (UTC)umm, Mike/Kevin: care and maintenance of fey
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:22 am (UTC)There were lots of things Mike was learning about the care and maintenance of fey. Do not point out the ears in public, private is okay. Kevin liked it when Mike paid attention to his ears in private.
Glitter while good for pranks, got everywhere. Really.
And since Kevin was flying a lot more lately, Mike made sure Kevin would walk each day as well. No sense in letting leg muscles atrophy.
Molting - was not fun for either Kevin or Mike.
But the one thing Mike learned, was not to give Kevin any kind of honey. It acted like weed and an aphrodesiac all rolled into one. Apparently in the old days, that's how humans lured fairies.
For Mike and Kevin, it was just another experience in dealing with their lives.
~~~
Kevin finished off the tea Mike had handed to him, smacking his lips as traced a finger inside the cup and then cleaned it off.
"Good tea?" Mike asked, amused.
"Very good," Kevin agreed and tried to lick the remaining drops. "What did you put in it?"
"Just what we normally use," Mike said dismissively, while waving a hand. "And some honey. You were complaining about your throat being sore, so I thought that would help.
Kevin's eyes went wide and he gently set the cup down. "Oh."
"Kevin? Love?" Mike asked worriedly as he hurried over.
"You really put honey in the tea?" Kevin asked as he felt the room start to spin a little.
"Well yeah, it's good for sore throats."
"But not for fairies," Kevin whined and he turned to look at Mike. Mike's eyes widened. Kevin's eyes were blown.
"Ah, Kevin? Love?"
"Honey, acts like a drug and an aphrodeiac all rolled into one," Kevin purred at him and hooked a finger around Mike's belt loop. He dragged Mike in closer. Kevin's wings flexed and he was suddenly face to face with Mike, exploring his lips.
Mike yelped as he suddenly got a very hands on Kevin.
"Kevin!"
Kevin giggled and went to work at unshucking Mike's shirt out of his pants. "Let's just get these off."
Mike groaned and involuntarily canted his hips upward when Kevin pressed against him.
Always something new popping up! He moaned when Kevin stuck his hands down his pants and if Mike was currently a fairy and could glitter...
Let's just say, there wouldn't be a spot left clean in the kitchen.
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:24 am (UTC)Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:28 am (UTC)I thought, why would that be so good to fairies, so hey! Honey is a drug. :D So don't give honey to the jobros! :D
ok, your turn, um... Mike/Kevin: sprained wing
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:37 am (UTC)Mike drifted out, eating cereal. "Ow what? Did you stub your toe?" He frowned, spoon pausing halfway between bowl and mouth, as he saw the cock-eyed slant of Kevin's wings. "What did you do?"
"Sprained my wing, I think. Are you eating cereal at 4pm?"
"It's healthy," Mike said defensively, pulling the bowl away from Kevin's reaching hand. "How did you sprain a wing?"
Kevin pouted and pulled out the puppy dog eyes. "Bad landing. I need my boyfriend to give me backrubs and feed me icecream."
Mike rolled his eyes. It couldn't have been too bad if Kevin was using it to trade favours. "Go get comfortable in the living room," he said with a fond sigh as he turned back to the kitchen.
"And don't forget the fudge sauce!" Kevin called after him.
Mike smirked. Was it possible that fudge sauce applied directly to the skin healed fairy sprains? Mike was willing to find out.
Re: Stage
Date: 2011-07-26 05:40 am (UTC)Re: Stage
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