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Dropping in to leave a drabble or two

Mar. 22nd, 2009 | 08:34 pm
mood: sick sick
music: Mudshovel - Staind

It's been a minute.  Since I've last written, I've had a song copyrighted that might be recorded shortly, a change of heart about how much I like my job and recognition of the fact that there are certain members of my family that *must* be mentally impaired.  It's the only way to explain their actions.

There's been a lot of not cool stuff going on, so my inclination to write has been extremely low.  Anyway, here's something that I did last night.  It's a new fandom for me to write in, but an old love.

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Title: Preparing for Japan

Rating: PG

Characters: Gambit/Wolverine

Disclaimer: I don’t own Wolverine, Gambit, or the premise this is based on. Those are owned by Marvel. Matsuo’s arm, nose, ear and gall bladder, though, are owned by Wolverine.

No profit is made from this fiction. 

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Wolverine’s annual trip to Japan was approaching swiftly. It was the first year he had agreed to take Remy along with him. Remy hadn’t spent this much time in the library since he was in college, but he needed to be prepared. He had never been to Japan before. He needed to learn at least the touristy words, find the best museums to case, the most scenic places to visit. 

Most of all, he needed to be able to discuss a certain visit to Matsuo Tsurayoba. Gambit wanted to make perfectly sure that a man could live without his stomach…

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“What about the gall bladder?”

A negative shake of the head.

“What about the tailbone? Did you know it secures the anus? You could *destabilize* his *anus*. That makes being an ass take on a whole new meaning.”

 A chuckle was the only answer.

“ I still like the stomach. It’s non-fatal, forces a strict diet. You remove the pleasure of food, but he’ll still have to eat six times a day. Makes his life a little less happy, no?”

“I’ll think about that one, darlin’.”

Gambit smiled. There was nothing like bonding over common interests with your loved one.


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