Primeval drabble: Warnings
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knitekatTitle: Warnings
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, The Home Secretary
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 239: The Home Office. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series and follows A Sympathetic Ear. I iz a bad kitty and forgot to say: thanks to Fred for looking at this for me. *pitiful kitty kat eyes*
“James?”
“Sir?”
“Is there anything I should know about?”
“Sir?” Lester found himself repeating, at least until he knew exactly what the Home Secretary was asking him. There were far too many answers he could give and he'd prefer not to supply the wrong one.
His boss shook his head. “Don't, James. I've been hearing rumours.”
“Rumours?”
The Home Secretary sighed. “Fine. Just get your house in order, James.”
“Yes, sir.” What's gone wrong now?
“I mean it, James. This failing workplace romance threatens all the work you've done.”
Oh shit. “Yes, sir.” It's bloody Burton, I just know it.
Author: knitekat
Word Count: 100
Characters: James Lester, The Home Secretary
Rating: 12
Disclaimer: Primeval belongs to Impossible Pictures. Certainly not me. Writing for fun and will replace.
A/N: For the P100 challenge 239: The Home Office. Part of my Making An Impression drabble series and follows A Sympathetic Ear. I iz a bad kitty and forgot to say: thanks to Fred for looking at this for me. *pitiful kitty kat eyes*
“James?”
“Sir?”
“Is there anything I should know about?”
“Sir?” Lester found himself repeating, at least until he knew exactly what the Home Secretary was asking him. There were far too many answers he could give and he'd prefer not to supply the wrong one.
His boss shook his head. “Don't, James. I've been hearing rumours.”
“Rumours?”
The Home Secretary sighed. “Fine. Just get your house in order, James.”
“Yes, sir.” What's gone wrong now?
“I mean it, James. This failing workplace romance threatens all the work you've done.”
Oh shit. “Yes, sir.” It's bloody Burton, I just know it.
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Date: 2011-12-05 10:03 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-05 10:16 pm (UTC)Best way to get down is just to do it. :-P
Plus, Cat's always land on their feet. How high up did you get anyway? Hehehehe
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Date: 2011-12-05 10:20 pm (UTC)Hee, easier said than done.
Looks at paws than at ground. Are you sure? Um, probably about 5 feet ;) *does indigenant kitty look*
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Date: 2011-12-06 02:23 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-06 10:19 pm (UTC)ifI post the next one ;)no subject
Date: 2011-12-06 10:23 pm (UTC)*Rattles food bowl and REFUSES to call the fire department*
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Date: 2011-12-06 10:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-06 10:45 pm (UTC)And last time I checked, you were hissing at me. Plus, YOU'RE ONLY FIVE FEET UP. LOL!
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Date: 2011-12-06 11:21 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-07 02:03 am (UTC)Come on kitty.
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Date: 2011-12-07 10:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-07 11:22 pm (UTC)Come on, kitty. No scratches or you're going in the bath!
*Pets skeert kitty cat*
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Date: 2011-12-08 08:17 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 01:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-09 09:11 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-12-10 04:38 am (UTC)You make me laugh. At some point you need to put some of this humor into one of these drabbles.
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Date: 2011-12-10 09:31 pm (UTC)Maybe.