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paradisalost2010-12-27 11:07 pm
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Entry tags:
- twenty-second year waiting -
(backdated to Christmas morning!)
[Rory wakes up (wait? wakes up?) from his dream on Christmas morning not because of anything pleasant, like the smell of cookies or breakfast or a kiss from his fiancée--or, you know, waking up naturally--but because the bed is shaking like there's an earthquake on. He grumpily opens his eyes to see Amy jumping up and down on the bed next to him]
Wake up, stupid, it's Christmas!
[he grumbles something unintelligible and rolls over, smushing his face pointedly into the pillow]
Rorrryyy! Come on, it's Christmas! Wake up!
[he grumbles again, not moving, and waves her away. He was asleep, dammit. No never mind that he can't actually sleep. Amy takes one last bounce and promptly lets herself fall on top of him. Rory jerks awake and yells like he's had the wind knocked out of him]
Gah--Amy, what the bloody--can't you see I'm--geroff!!
Get your plastic arse out of bed! You're not even really asleep anyway!
[he whines sleepily, half-heartedly pushing her away] But I was--Christ, it's barely even light out--
Fine, I'm taking your present back.
[suddenly the weight and pressure of her is gone; she's climbed off the bed to move away towards the modest Christmas tree that's appeared overnight in the corner near the table. Blinking, Rory sits up to see that there are actually a small number of presents stacked beneath it]
Wha ...? Fine, fine ... getting up now. Keep your hair on.
[once he's properly awake he'll realize that they're actually back in the castle like they should be]
[Rory wakes up (wait? wakes up?) from his dream on Christmas morning not because of anything pleasant, like the smell of cookies or breakfast or a kiss from his fiancée--or, you know, waking up naturally--but because the bed is shaking like there's an earthquake on. He grumpily opens his eyes to see Amy jumping up and down on the bed next to him]
Wake up, stupid, it's Christmas!
[he grumbles something unintelligible and rolls over, smushing his face pointedly into the pillow]
Rorrryyy! Come on, it's Christmas! Wake up!
[he grumbles again, not moving, and waves her away. He was asleep, dammit. No never mind that he can't actually sleep. Amy takes one last bounce and promptly lets herself fall on top of him. Rory jerks awake and yells like he's had the wind knocked out of him]
Gah--Amy, what the bloody--can't you see I'm--geroff!!
Get your plastic arse out of bed! You're not even really asleep anyway!
[he whines sleepily, half-heartedly pushing her away] But I was--Christ, it's barely even light out--
Fine, I'm taking your present back.
[suddenly the weight and pressure of her is gone; she's climbed off the bed to move away towards the modest Christmas tree that's appeared overnight in the corner near the table. Blinking, Rory sits up to see that there are actually a small number of presents stacked beneath it]
Wha ...? Fine, fine ... getting up now. Keep your hair on.
[once he's properly awake he'll realize that they're actually back in the castle like they should be]