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Date Posted: 16:39:04 03/17/06 Fri
Author: Feathers
Subject: Friday FanFic Challenge...


FINALLY, it's FRIDAY! So whatcha wanna write about this weekend??? Let's see if I can make it interesting...

Here's the situation...
Keith is dressed as a leprechaun... Tell a story to explain why.

The Luck O' the Irish to ye!

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[> LOL -- Chesneygirl73, 09:32:42 03/18/06 Sat [1]

Well let's see, our aussie boy isn't he adorable?? So cute and sweet. I just can't do it, Feathers!! LOL Leprechauns scare me, so do oompa loompas, and the little woman from Poltergeist! LOL!


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[> [> LOLOL -- Feathers, 10:40:31 03/18/06 Sat [1]

I know lots of people are afraid of clowns, but Leprechauns? LOL O-kaaaayyy....

But hey, use that for your story.... you just can't wait to get him OUT of the costume! You didn't have a problem with that OTHER costume party you wrote about! ;-)


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[> [> [> clowns too -- Chesneygirl73, 11:50:26 03/18/06 Sat [1]

I HATE CLOWNS! The clown from 'it' creepy!!


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[> Okey Dokey, heres my attemt at explaining Keith. LOL -- Rodeo, 00:14:42 03/19/06 Sun [1]

I peaked over the top of the book I was reading as I heard him comming down the stairs. Another game of truth or dare won, of course, by me. I tried, I tried so freaking hard, but it was no use. I burst out laughing, maybe I was getting a little to harsh with my dares. I grabbed my stomach and fell of the couch onto the floor. Great, one of my laugh attacks, who knew when this one would stop. I finally caught my breath, face red, and tears in my eyes. I had to look at the floor. If I was to see him like that I would fall over and burst into tears. I finally had enough control over myself to look up. There he was green tights and all looking truly pi**ed.

"Happy now?" He asked.

"Why whatever do you mean baby?" I replied almost bursting into tears. I was enjoying this way to much.

"Hah funny," he said in a sarcastic tone.

"Maybe you'll finaly have learned you lesson. Nobody, and I mean Nobody beats me at truth or dare." I said sweetly.

He walked over to me, it would have looked sexy if it wasn't for the tights. He leaned over me and pinned me to the couch. And gave me a long warm kiss.

I pulled back.

"Sorry, but Leprechauns just don't turn me on," I said finally letting out my laugh.

"Oh really, I thought you said your first boyfriend was a short little red head," He replied acting a little taken aback.

"We were just friends, now go change and maybe we'll make it in time for the St. Patty's day parade," I told him.

"Oh I'll go change, but I doubt we'll make it to the parade on time. This game is not over. And boy do I have a dare coming for you." He said slyly.

"O no, why am I now afraid for my poor hips, just one question. Will I be able to walk tomorrow?" I said jokingly.

"I kinda doubt it but hey theres a first for everything," he said as if laying out some sort of cruel punnish ment.

He grabbed me by the arm and pulled me off the couch. He slung me over his shoulder like it was nothing and headed up the stairs.

"Now let me show you how a real game of Truth or Dare is played." He growled.


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[> [> Truth or Dare - that sounds like fun -- Sunny, 02:56:41 03/19/06 Sun [1]

Uh huh... I know how truth or dare goes when gals and guys play together. Truth or dare with Keith? I'm up for that.


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[> [> Oh come on!!! -- ShanBan, 20:13:49 03/19/06 Sun [1]

You cant leave me hangin like that.....its not healthy!!! Please tell me your gonna finish!
P.S I lurve it! And yes truth or dare with Keith would be incredibly....hmm well interesting to say the least...


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[> [> [> Im not sure -- Rodeo, 20:52:13 03/19/06 Sun [1]

Im debating if it would be better to let you guys minds wander or not. Maybe just maybe I'll finish, depends.

Sarah


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[> But Baby, you look so good in green -- Sunny, 02:52:14 03/19/06 Sun [1]

“I am NOT coming out there,” he grumbled.

“I’m sure it doesn’t look that bad,” I answered.

“You’re not seeing what I’m seeing,” he answered, sounding testy.

“Keith, honey, we’re going to be late for the party.”

“I’m not going looking like this. I look like a shorter version of the Jolly Green Giant.”

“This coming from the man who could make a brown paper sack look good,” I responded, rolling my eyes at the shut door in front of me.

“I will not go into public like this. People will laugh and I’ll never hear the end of it. Can’t I just dress up like a rocker or something?”

“And wear the same thing you wear every day? I think not. It’s a costume party; you can’t show up looking like yourself.”

We’d been having this argument for the last half an hour. We’d been invited to a party – costumes required. Keith wasn’t big on dressing up – costume or formal wear - but I’d managed to convince him to attend the party. We went costume shopping and found two that sort of went together – in a weird, un-matching way… or we thought so, at least. I was a milk-maid, he was a leprechaun – if he’d come out of the bathroom.

I sighed and decided to try again: “You loved the idea of being a leprechaun when we were in the store.”

“That was before I put the costume on.”

“What is it that you think looks so bad?”

“Everything.”

I rolled my eyes and sat down on the floor next to the door. “You know, you won’t be the only person there wearing a lot of green – Kenny is dressing up like a turtle.” I didn’t get a response. How was I supposed to get him out of that bathroom? I spotted his acoustic guitar across the room and went over to it. I picked it up and, sitting down on the bed, began to strum. He had once called my “playing” an insult to the guitar – maybe I could tempt him out by insulting his “baby.”

“I know what you’re trying to do missy, and it isn’t going to work,” he stated through the closed door. I wasn’t going to give up that easily and added some loud, off-tune singing to my strumming. I sounded so terrible I thought even my own ears would bleed. When he hadn’t surfaced after five minutes I quit. “Thank God,” I heard him mumble.

“You know, insulting your girlfriend and making her late to a party all in the same evening isn’t the greatest way to stay on her good side.

“You sing better than that.”

“I realize that,” I said, smiling evilly. “Come out of there Keith, let me see how you look. Please?”

“No.”

“Fine, be stubborn. I’m going to go watch some TV until you decide to come out of that bathroom. And I’m putting my robe on. There will be no seeing my costume until I see yours, so you’d better still be dressed up when you finally decide to come out of there,” I told him, and then turned to leave the room. As I reached the doorway I heard the bathroom door click open. I turned back around to see a very green Keith standing in front of me. I managed to stifle the laugh that was threatening and got out what I thought was a very convincing: “You’re positively the sexiest leprechaun I’ve ever seen.”

“I look stupid and this hat is the dorkiest part,” he replied, pulling the green, feathered hat off of his head. “You, on the other hand, look very, very nice. You should really show your legs more often.”

I laughed and stuck my tongue out at him, “You don’t have to wear the hat.”

“Do you really think it looks alright?” He said, not sounding convinced.

“Yes, I do.”

“And you wouldn’t be lying to me in an attempt to embarrass the ever-loving Hades out me, would you?” He asked slyly, moving closer to me.

“Whatever gives you that idea?”

“You have that look in your eyes?”

“What look?” I answered sweetly.

“The one that makes me want to do this.” Before I could protest he had grabbed me and swung me backwards, kissing me deeply. Needless to say, we never made it to that party.


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