Mr. Sandman, instant remix

[brainofck]

Please to go here first. Happy (Early) Birthday, zats_clear! This is the best I can do this year.

This remix posted TOTALLY without the permission of the original author, Ms. Zats!


Title: Mr. Sandman, Instant Remix
Author: muck_a_luck, posting in brainofck
Pairing: Multiple
Rating: R
Summary: Michael Westen has a late-night visitor
Content/warnings: Burn Notice
Words: 375
Disclaimer: If anybody is planning a script like this for Burn Notice, I'm certainly not going to claim any rights to it. However, I'd be delighted to work in a co-writing/consulting/first-reader/advisory-type capacity, with my fee to be negotiated at that time. :D
Archive rights: Absolutely none. My journals only. muck_a_luck and brainofck



Michael felt the bed dip beside him. "Fi, really. I thought we talked about not sneaking into my apartment late at night." Silence. "I'm not buyin' the 'you had a nightmare' thing again." Nothing. "Fiona?" Michael queried as he turned over.

A hand flipped him onto his back, forearm pinning him to the bed as a decidedly masculine voice purred in his ear. "I believe sneaking around is your forte, Michael. I seem to recall that Fiona prefers blowing things...up."

"Victor," said Michael resignedly. "Really, you need to do something about your breath. A mint, perhaps? And a little work on your come on wouldn't hurt either."

"I'm pretty sure I've got you right where you want me, Michael," Victor murmured as he stretched cat-like across him, weighing him down with possibility. "As far as 'coming on?' Well, that's up to you..."

Hard pounding at the door startled him and Michael sat up in the dark, disoriented. He shook his head and tried to focus. Sam was already rolling out of the bed, melting into the shadows at the far end of the room, buck naked - but silent. The pounding continued. "Yeah, just a minute," Michael yelled, tangling himself up in the sheets as he struggled out of bed much less gracefully than Sam.

Fiona breezed past him as he opened the door, flipping on a light as she turned to face him. Whatever she was about to say evaporated on her lips as she looked down, then up at his face, then over his shoulder at Sam, giving them both a filthy grin.

"Hope we aren't interrupting?" she said silkily, dumping the KFC bucket o'fat into his arms. "Looks like you started without us," she said with a moue of disappointment, patting his deflating erection.

"Us?" he asked. He was distracted, still looking around the room for the midnight visitor who was all in his head.

"Us."

Or maybe not. Victor flowed in from the night outside. He dipped his plastic spoon into the open contain of yogurt he was holding and offered it to Michael. He followed it with a sloppy peaches and cream kiss.

Somewhere behind him, he could hear Fi menacing Sam's naked manhood, but couldn't bring himself to care.

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Comments

[brainofck.livejournal.com]

Ahahaha! And your revenge is complete! My Google Alerts are now giving me "Just say no to chicken" websites! :D

[magnavox-23.livejournal.com]

I'm watching an episode of The Simpsons right now where Bart is contemplating vegetarianism, hehe! XD

[green-grrl.livejournal.com]

Ooo, which ep is that? My Yahoo handle is from the ep where Lisa goes vegetarian--my all-time fave!

('nother veg here :-)

[magnavox-23.livejournal.com]

Apocalypse Cow, season 19 ep 17. I love Lisa The Vegetarian!!! (and also The Springfield Files & Kiss Kiss Bang Bangalore, my other faves :P)

[brainofck.livejournal.com]

For the record, my favorites are the Clinton/Dole Halloween episode and also You Only Move Twice. Not that they are necessarily related to vegetarianism, per se... :D If you know a better way to exchange long protien strands, I'd like to hear it!