Door Challenge - Bad Hair Day

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

This is the story I started before bombs got in the way. At 330 words, here is...



[sound of front door opening and closing, followed in short succession by the slam of the bathroom door and the opening of the bedroom door]

[soft footsteps pad across the floor to the bathroom]

Frase?

--

Frase, you OK?

I’m fine, Ray?

Then why are you running a shower?

Why does anyone take a shower, Ray?

Normally, cuz they need one, but since you took one before you left a couple hours ago, I gotta wonder.

I need one.

And I ask again, why?

I- I need to wash my hair.

Nuh-uh you don’t. You get out here now.

I’m afraid I can’t do that, Ray.

Sure you can, Frase. You open the door and you walk out here. It’s real easy.

I can’t.

You promised.

I know, but circumstances have changed.

Circumstances are that you promised, and you back down on that, and I’ll never trust you again.

That’s - that sounds unnecessarily harsh, Ray.

Yeah, well, nice don’t pay the pizza, buddy. Now get out here.

I look ridiculous.

You wearing a pink and yellow polka dot thong?

What? No!

A Star Trek uniform?

No...

A french maid’s outfit with one of those little lace hat things?

Of course not - Ray, why are you asking such bizarre questions?

Because those are the only three things I can think of that would make you look ridiculous. Now open the damn door and let me see!

[sound of door opening ever so slowly, followed by maniacal laughter and the thump of a body falling against a wall. Something almost, but not quite, wolf howling comes from the direction of the couch]

‘Kay, okay, wash, shower, shave it off, what- whatever, Jesus!

[twenty minutes later]

I shoulda took a picture. No one will believe it.

I don’t believe it - you can’t imagine how humiliating it was to walk home that way.

Well next time maybe you should believe me when I tell you blondes do not have more fun.

Comments

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

I have another image even more ludicrous, but I'm saving it for a special occasion or the appropriate challenge, whichever comes first!

[akite.livejournal.com]

LOL, Ches, my favorite part:

You wearing a pink and yellow polka dot thong?

What? No!

A Star Trek uniform?

No...

Because I used to be a Trekkie. Never did the costume thing, though. ::g::

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

I was a Star Trek snob for years - 'I'm a Trekker not a Trekkie' type of thing. Never had a costume, but I did get stuck in an elevator for 45 minutes with Gene Roddenberry once...

[bethbethbeth.livejournal.com]

You don't know how long I've wanted a blond Fraser story. I've been begging Cesca to write one for ages (ever since I saw Paul Gross in a blond wig as Alexander the Great).

Of course, now I want more. More, I tell you!

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

He is just SO not a blond. I can't even visualize that. Streaks maybe...

[wildmachinery.livejournal.com]

That’s - that sounds unnecessarily harsh, Ray.

Yeah, well, nice don’t pay the pizza, buddy. Now get out here.

::snickerfit:: Priceless, Ches.

-mercy

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

Thanks - for the life of me I can't figure out how I got from this idea to the bombs. Does that make any sense to anyone? I don't think so!

[mergatrude.livejournal.com]

A french maid’s outfit with one of those little lace hat things?

Maybe he could borrow Kiki's??? :-)

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

I don't know if Kiki's Daddy would let her play that way...

[silverakira.livejournal.com]

Hahaha, god, Fraser? As a blond? I can't...can't even picture that. [thinks] Nope.

And:

A french maid's outfit with one of those little lace hat things?

Ooo, kinky. [snickers]

[chesamus.livejournal.com]

Some images just do not exist in nature - if we ever have a challenge about stake-outs, time-killers, or word games, I've got a couple more to put into play.

As for the outfit, well I'm thinking a leather corset...