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For the past eleven days (but who was counting?) Hardison had...not been himself. Instead, he'd been a teddy bear, lugged around in Eliot's messenger bag or cuddled--yes! cuddled!--by Eliot whenever he was at home. In point of fact, Hardison was still a teddy bear and Eliot had dragged him around outside today, into the preserve, surrounded by bugs and pollen and all sorts of nonsense. Hardison!bear hadn't had to deal with it, exactly, being a stuffed bear and all and yet--

Well, Hardison-bear was feeling quite discontented. Inasmuch as a teddy bear could be disgruntled about anything. His Wuv you's were getting snippy and his Beary muches were downright snarky. Funny, for how much Hardison was a living Care Bear when he was himself, he was certainly aggravated by being relegated to such now.

[For the crew, please!]

Date: 2016-07-07 04:50 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (contemplative-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot. Eliot was counting. Eliot quite possibly had a tally somewhere of the minutes that Hardison was spending as a teddy bear. Sure, it was easier to deal with -- much easier to deal with -- with Parker being all properly human-shaped again, but he wanted his damn boyfriend back, please.

Wanted it enough that he'd actually spent some time cleaning any residue of the bugs and pollen and nonsense off Hardison's synthetic fur after class. Delicately. By hand. The internet said he could just throw a stuffed toy in the washer, but that seemed needlessly cruel.

He reached over for his beer to take a sip and found it empty. Which meant they were down to his last six pack. "We're running low on beer," he muttered, half to Parker, who was around here someplace, and half to himself. "Again."

Date: 2016-07-07 04:57 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Parker hung down from the upstairs banister, and said, "Do you want to be drinking something else? Would it help if I drank with you?"

A drunken Parker, plus a teddy-bear Hardison and an upset Eliot was clearly a spectacular plan.
Edited Date: 2016-07-07 04:59 am (UTC)

Date: 2016-07-07 05:18 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (resigned-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot sighed the put upon sigh of the man who's chosen home liked to fuck with his head. "I probably shouldn't be drinking. This thing started sounding sarcastic and grumpy to me with all the 'wuvs' in class, today."

Date: 2016-07-07 05:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Parker flipped off the landing, and touched down next to Eliot. She patted the Hardison-bear's head. "Or maybe he *is* sarcastic and grumpy. It's been a while now. I'm sure he's going into computer withdrawal." She reached over and carded her fingers through Eliot's hair. "But the not-drinking is probably a good plan."

Date: 2016-07-07 05:32 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (resting grump-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
"Yeah, I heard ya the first several dozen times," Eliot told the bear, even as he leaned into Parker's fingers. How did he deal with things before he had people to calm him down by playing with his hair? Right: not well. "See? Now I'm talking back to the bear."

He'd been talking back to the bear for 11 days, let's be real.

Date: 2016-07-07 05:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"Hardison," Parker said very seriously to the bear, "We miss talking to human-you. Please be a human now. Also, I'm going to start drinking your orange soda soon." To Eliot, she said, "There, now we've both done it. See?"

Date: 2016-07-07 05:43 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (angled grouch-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
Eliot had actually believed for a moment there that that might work. When it didn't, he rolled his eyes up to the ceiling and turned to go toss his empty beer bottle in the recycling.

"You already had him for the 4th, ya damn stupid island," he said, because if talking to Hardison didn't work, then talking to Fandom herself might. Or something. "You holdin' out for Labor Day, too?"

Date: 2016-07-07 05:52 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Parker sighed and leaned into Eliot, because she was serious about the orange soda. She liked it much better when she was kissing the taste off Hardison's mouth, but trying to feed it to the teddy-bear would be futile.

"And now we're talking to the Island. Island, enough is enough."

Date: 2016-07-07 06:21 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (real hug-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
It was alright, Hardison. Eliot would hold you up.

Possibly whether you wanted him to or not. For the next several hours at least.

"What the hell man don't you ever goddamn do that again at least ferrets and wolverines are alive --"

Date: 2016-07-07 06:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"IT WORKED!" Parker shrieked, and immediately threw herself into the hug-pile, saying, "No no, we saved the soda for you, it's all there, what do you mean, Fourth of July is a real holiday, it has explosions, we missed you..."

Date: 2016-07-07 03:51 pm (UTC)
vdistinctive: (kissy-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
In response, Eliot dragged him into a kiss. Not that there was much distance to drag him across. "A week and a half," he said, and kissed him again. "You don't do that again."

Date: 2016-07-07 06:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Parker hugged him from behind, looping her arms around Hardison's waist. "We were getting worried. Even though we knew exactly where you were." She sighed and rested her chin on his shoulder, watching the kissing.

Date: 2016-07-08 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Parker didn't bother even saying it, because duh. A happy, less-desperate (for having been a ferret for the first week, and never being completely alone) kiss which was still warm and welcoming and relieved. "Mmmmmm... not the same without you."

Date: 2016-07-08 01:14 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (want that-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
"Damn straight," Eliot said, pulling back enough to give Parker room, but never quite losing contact with Hardison. "Had about enough of this transformation nonsense. You weren't even animate."

Date: 2016-07-08 04:40 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"We're all even now. Right? Right?" Parker double-checked with the guys, leaning into Hardison. "Are you getting cold? Should we be putting you in bed with covers? I think we need to do that."

Date: 2016-07-09 03:56 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (team-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
"You've been a ferret twice," Eliot pointed out, relief giving over to his usual relaxed grumpiness. "And -- man -- you turned into a teddy bear. I think I got one up over both of ya."

Date: 2016-07-09 06:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"That last one. You can't warm up in a bed by yourself," Parker said emphatically, tugging on his hand, grinning. To Eliot, she said, "Don't get hurt or crazy for a year, and you can turn into a wolf if you really want to. For a week. If Hardison is okay with that. And Megabyte."

Hardison was back, Val was now Megabyte again!

Date: 2016-07-09 06:21 am (UTC)
vdistinctive: (serious-face)
From: [personal profile] vdistinctive
"You're going to give my dog an identity crisis." Grump grump grump.

Date: 2016-07-09 06:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
"She loves us giving her more names," Parker shamelessly decided, drag-hugging Hardison toward the stairs. "Even if they're not in Dog." Leaning close to Hardison she gave him another squeeze and whispered, "He's grumpy again! Not depressed! It's so good you're back!"


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