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arrearage ([personal profile] arrearage) wrote in [community profile] parallaxparilis2012-10-25 09:27 pm

fell asleep on meme





Someone, whether it be a friend or a total stranger, has fallen asleep on you wherever
you happen to be; you are a rather comfortable pillow to them.

What do you do?


another stolen bakerstreet meme

[personal profile] likeamonster 2012-10-26 06:11 pm (UTC)(link)
The building was mostly complete, only missing a roof and half an attic, evacuated like the rest of Harlem, and a perfect place to hole up in for the night. The main floor was still intact, and that was good enough for them. The soldier investigated every room, while his unwanted young companion flitted about like a fairy just discovering a lightbulb.

He ignored Chris as much as possible, still mentally weighing the pros and cons of killing him later. In the meantime, he cooked them both dinner. He didn't trust the kid anywhere near a stove, let alone put in charge of food. The meal was simple, bountiful, and surpringly good. Mostly eggs, veggies, and chicken, though he made a pan of macaroni and cheese as well (that horrid boxed stuff, he hadn't the patience for homemade right now) for Chris. Spongebob shapes. He wasn't surprised when Chris began using the cheesy noodles as puppets.

They'd retired to the living room after that. He just wanted to sleep, but he couldn't. Mind racing with possibilities, plan of action, thoughts disorderly in a scrambled mess. When Chris suggested putting on 'the ol boob tube' to relax, Blonsky had begrudgingly agreed.

In less than a half hour of channel surfing through one trite talk show after another, Blonsky was ready to throw the remote at the screen, but it kept Chris quiet, so he continued on. No less than ten minutes later he felt a weight on his shoulder, soon his arm, and realized he was now a pillow. That was not okay. He tensed, looked over at him, and poked at his shoulder.

Maybe he wasn't too far gone and could be woken up.