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kitsune_writesDisclaimer: I don't know them. I wasn't in New Zealand -- ever. This isn't real.
Author: Fox
Rating: R for language and "adult" situations, drugs, alcohol, innuendo. Gen.
Summary: Dom is late and the party started without him.
A/N - Written to ease the pain of the Maple Leafs loss in the playoffs this past May. This is a work in progress and this particular piece is very short.
Raucous laughter floated through open windows, accompanying Dom on his way up to Billy's front door. It seemed his mates hadn't waited on him to start the festivities and he smiled as he walked, wondering if they would actually go to a pub as had been the original plan once everyone had assembled.
"Sblomie!" Orlando was leaning out the window, waving his arms as if he thought Dom couldn't see him. "Where ya been?"
Dom snorted. "Orlando, you tosser, get back before you fall and break your ass!"
"Get up here, bitch!" Orlando yelled in drunken abandon, hanging further out the window as he gestured wildly for Dom to join the party.
Dom was tempted to tell him to come down and make him but figured Orlando was just drunk enough to make a jump for it. Since Peter would have more than his ass if the precious elf was injured because Dom had dared him to come down from the first story and make him come into the house, he settled for extending his fingers in a reverse peace sign and raising them in Orli's general direction. Orlando obviously thought that was the funniest thing he'd ever seen and in the midst of the resultant laughing fit, he lost his already precarious balance. A pair of arms surrounded the young man, steadying him and pulling him back to safety. A moment later, Sean Bean peered down at Dom and chuckled.
"Come on up, Dommie, before he remembers you aren't here."
Dom shook his head, chuckling, as he listened to the crowd take the piss out of the kid upstairs. No sympathy in that lot, not one little bit, he thought as he entered Billy's house, detouring to the kitchen and grabbing a Newcastle's before heading upstairs.
Author: Fox
Rating: R for language and "adult" situations, drugs, alcohol, innuendo. Gen.
Summary: Dom is late and the party started without him.
A/N - Written to ease the pain of the Maple Leafs loss in the playoffs this past May. This is a work in progress and this particular piece is very short.
Raucous laughter floated through open windows, accompanying Dom on his way up to Billy's front door. It seemed his mates hadn't waited on him to start the festivities and he smiled as he walked, wondering if they would actually go to a pub as had been the original plan once everyone had assembled.
"Sblomie!" Orlando was leaning out the window, waving his arms as if he thought Dom couldn't see him. "Where ya been?"
Dom snorted. "Orlando, you tosser, get back before you fall and break your ass!"
"Get up here, bitch!" Orlando yelled in drunken abandon, hanging further out the window as he gestured wildly for Dom to join the party.
Dom was tempted to tell him to come down and make him but figured Orlando was just drunk enough to make a jump for it. Since Peter would have more than his ass if the precious elf was injured because Dom had dared him to come down from the first story and make him come into the house, he settled for extending his fingers in a reverse peace sign and raising them in Orli's general direction. Orlando obviously thought that was the funniest thing he'd ever seen and in the midst of the resultant laughing fit, he lost his already precarious balance. A pair of arms surrounded the young man, steadying him and pulling him back to safety. A moment later, Sean Bean peered down at Dom and chuckled.
"Come on up, Dommie, before he remembers you aren't here."
Dom shook his head, chuckling, as he listened to the crowd take the piss out of the kid upstairs. No sympathy in that lot, not one little bit, he thought as he entered Billy's house, detouring to the kitchen and grabbing a Newcastle's before heading upstairs.
