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wouldbedorothyTitle: Remembrances of a Recovering Randy
Author: wouldbedorothy (AHS)
Pairing: Gale/Randy
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 350
Disclaimer: They've never had this conversation... most likely.
Summary: Gale calls Randy again, lol. Again, dialogue-only. Silly sequel drabble to "Sounds of a Sick Randy." Not sure why only Randy gets his name in the title of these, 'cept he's the sick one, and Gale's the one calling, so the title is from Gale's pov?? :-b
Remembrances of a Recovering Randy
by AHS
“-guggh, bleaaahh, fucking SHIT!!!”
“…These greetings of yours are getting better and better, Rand. I feel loved.”
“Sorry, Gale.” *gag* “Oh God, this is bad. Water, need water…”
“You sound better. Say ‘banana.’… ‘Bandnanda?’”
*gulp, gulp, gulp*
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Ugh, stupid flavorless water! I can still taste it!”
“Taste water?”
“Dayquil, which I’m trying in vain to wash away. There is no cherry flavor Dayquil. Only some fluorescent orange supposedly citrus shit that tastes like… nuclear… demon vomit.”
“Damn, you turn a pretty phrase. Okay, now you have to write a play and put ‘nuclear demon vomit’ in there somewhere.”
“Maybe. I’ll make your character say it.”
“I’m in your play?”
“Hmm. Yes, I like this idea. I’ll create a character just for you.”
“Wow. I’m touched, Rand, I’m-”
“You’ll still have to audition, of course. Just ‘cause that’s how I roll.”
“You’re a professional. I respect that, dawg.”
“Word.”
*pause*… *laughing*
*laughing*
“You escape the Dayquil yet?”
“Mostly. I rubbed my tongue with a washcloth then ate a cookie.”
“You are a clever bastard. I say just stick with the yummy cherry alcoholic version.”
“It’s morning, Gale. I can’t be falling asleep all day.”
“You were pretty fun all loopy.”
“I was not loopy.”
“You don’t remember? It was only a couple of days ago.”
“I was not at my best, no, but I wouldn’t say I was-”
“You said your cats were gonna eat you.”
“I… don’t remember that. But I wouldn’t put it past them. They get this look in their eyes sometimes.”
“You wanted to know if we’d ever snorgled.”
“That was your word! I was just speculating as to the true definition… I think we did once, by the way.”
“Yeah? Why only once?”
“You were really winded. My knees gave out, and since I was kind of upside down, I caught the floor with my head.”
“Ahh, yeah! I remember that… Was worth it… right?”
“Mm… perhaps. It’s hazy.”
“We’ll have to give it another go. Celebrate your renewed health.”
“By phone?”
“Who knows?”
“…This time we’ll stick the landing.”
Author: wouldbedorothy (AHS)
Pairing: Gale/Randy
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 350
Disclaimer: They've never had this conversation... most likely.
Summary: Gale calls Randy again, lol. Again, dialogue-only. Silly sequel drabble to "Sounds of a Sick Randy." Not sure why only Randy gets his name in the title of these, 'cept he's the sick one, and Gale's the one calling, so the title is from Gale's pov?? :-b
Remembrances of a Recovering Randy
by AHS
“-guggh, bleaaahh, fucking SHIT!!!”
“…These greetings of yours are getting better and better, Rand. I feel loved.”
“Sorry, Gale.” *gag* “Oh God, this is bad. Water, need water…”
“You sound better. Say ‘banana.’… ‘Bandnanda?’”
*gulp, gulp, gulp*
“What the fuck are you doing?”
“Ugh, stupid flavorless water! I can still taste it!”
“Taste water?”
“Dayquil, which I’m trying in vain to wash away. There is no cherry flavor Dayquil. Only some fluorescent orange supposedly citrus shit that tastes like… nuclear… demon vomit.”
“Damn, you turn a pretty phrase. Okay, now you have to write a play and put ‘nuclear demon vomit’ in there somewhere.”
“Maybe. I’ll make your character say it.”
“I’m in your play?”
“Hmm. Yes, I like this idea. I’ll create a character just for you.”
“Wow. I’m touched, Rand, I’m-”
“You’ll still have to audition, of course. Just ‘cause that’s how I roll.”
“You’re a professional. I respect that, dawg.”
“Word.”
*pause*… *laughing*
*laughing*
“You escape the Dayquil yet?”
“Mostly. I rubbed my tongue with a washcloth then ate a cookie.”
“You are a clever bastard. I say just stick with the yummy cherry alcoholic version.”
“It’s morning, Gale. I can’t be falling asleep all day.”
“You were pretty fun all loopy.”
“I was not loopy.”
“You don’t remember? It was only a couple of days ago.”
“I was not at my best, no, but I wouldn’t say I was-”
“You said your cats were gonna eat you.”
“I… don’t remember that. But I wouldn’t put it past them. They get this look in their eyes sometimes.”
“You wanted to know if we’d ever snorgled.”
“That was your word! I was just speculating as to the true definition… I think we did once, by the way.”
“Yeah? Why only once?”
“You were really winded. My knees gave out, and since I was kind of upside down, I caught the floor with my head.”
“Ahh, yeah! I remember that… Was worth it… right?”
“Mm… perhaps. It’s hazy.”
“We’ll have to give it another go. Celebrate your renewed health.”
“By phone?”
“Who knows?”
“…This time we’ll stick the landing.”
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