"The question would be almost-funny but for the dead seriousness of his tone: "Where are my pants?""
It dosen't matter how serious he's suppose to sound, everytime i read it I giggle. And this is, like, my third time reading this fic. :3 Gotta love it.
"Daniel blinks, then pushes to his feet, heads for a chair across the room where some folded clothing is stacked. "I had to cut them off the night you showed up. Found a few things that'll probably fit you. Might need to roll them u-" An awkward pause, Daniel squirming slightly under the masked glare. "-er, I mean, they should work for now.""
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Date: 2009-11-30 01:42 am (UTC)It dosen't matter how serious he's suppose to sound, everytime i read it I giggle. And this is, like, my third time reading this fic. :3 Gotta love it.
"Daniel blinks, then pushes to his feet, heads for a chair across the room where some folded clothing is stacked. "I had to cut them off the night you showed up. Found a few things that'll probably fit you. Might need to roll them u-" An awkward pause, Daniel squirming slightly under the masked glare. "-er, I mean, they should work for now.""
LOL! Love it.