Boooored

[icedark_elf]

I should be working on my Valentine's Day Yaoi Challenge fics....

Bah. Bored.

Spam me people and entertain me.

*sees how long the ignoring lasts*

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I too an ignoring worky things,,,

[purple-alicorn.livejournal.com]

Spam spam spamity spam :>

I is in bouncy mood as (a) have personal dvd player for 1hr each way daily train trips (so will finally get around to watching fma!) and cogt 2 books signed by Terry Pratchett today (icon in honor!)

I can't stop staring at this icon

[cougarfang.livejournal.com]

[seanmonster.livejournal.com]

*Does a little dance*

[ladystarblade.livejournal.com]

Eh, you probably don't want to talk to me today...the lack of snow, the covering-for-two-people-at-work, and the fact that it's goddamn Valentine's Day do not for a happy me make.

I could probably do a pretty good Godzilla impression, though...destruction! Yay!

[lanerose]

Sorry love~! Some of us went to bed early last night. ^^;;; Anyway... ummm... yeah, I really don't have anything interesting to spam you with. XDDD Let's try this:

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When Sephiroth walked into his office that ill-fated Wednesday morning, PINK was the first thing he noticed. It was everywhere - on the walls, on the ceilings, on his desk, even on the floor. He stepped cautiously into the room, trying to ignore the way the little glittery sparkles on the floor stuck to his boots. There was some red and white, too, the general noticed as he paused in the center of the room and turned slowly in a circle.

"LT. COLONEL!" He shouted. The dark-haired man in question appeared promptly in the doorway, haphazardly tossing a salute at his superior officer.

"Good morning, General Sephiroth, sir!" Zack replied, grinning cheekily at him. The pink streamers still hanging around the man's neck and glitter in his hair proclaimed him the culprit of this debacle. How unsurprising. "Something I can do for you, sir?"

"What is the meaning of this?" Sephiroth asked, glaring down sharply at the younger man.

"Just a little holiday tradition," Zack said with a shrug. Against his will, Sephiroth felt his shoulders relax. At least it wasn't some sort of elaborate prank. Zack grinned again, and Sephiroth felt his muscles tense for attack. "Wait till you see what we do in March!"

Zack would already have died several times, if it weren't too much trouble to train another assistant. The Lt. Colonel made a good assistant, diligent and capable. Who knew what the big wigs would send him next if he took this one out...

Sephiroth's hand still itched to grab Masamune, though.

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Yay spam? ^-^;;;;

[chofi.livejournal.com]

I approve of this.

...fuck it. Round Robin time.

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Two hours previously...

Unloading all the boxes didn't take as long as Zack thought it would. Yeah, everyone says not to underestimate how much paper weighed, but they didn't go through the Soldier process, did they? Still, the general was going to learn about fun if it killed him.

Zack was rather glad he'd picked up on how Sephiroth wanted an assistant trained. That meant that he could live to decorate another holiday. It was becoming something of a tradition itself to see the general's hand twitch just a little, like he wanted to grab Masamune and forgot for a split second that it wasn't there. Like what happened with the Yule log cake ("I made sure that they got the fungus on it just right. I know what a stickler for detail you are.") or the turkey sandwiches at Harvest Home ("See, all the fixings are inside the bread, so there's no sit-down dinner needed!").

Well, there was food this time around, too, a few boxes of chocolate he stuffed into desk drawers. Holidays were supposed to be a time when you gave the finger to daily dietary requirements and stuffed yourself with traditional grub.

Decorations were another tradition. Damn it, the office needed the color. Pink and red and white went with gray, right? He rooted through his boxes until he found the glitter. Well, only one way to find out.

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[the-perkygoff.livejournal.com]

*Cough*

Spammed?

[tripoverhercats.livejournal.com]

Cracks knuckles...

Right then...

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