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A Stirring of Glitter
by The Hag

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Author: The Hag
Title: Home Is Where
Wordcount: 100
Characters: Bodie/Doyle (older lads), Castor and Pollux (cats)
Relationship: Slash
Companion drabble to Crackers et al

"Late Christmas pressie from your girlfriend."

"What, Yasmina? Let's have a shufti."

"Budge up, Castor." Doyle sat. "And stop that bloody shedding. Don't want the whole sofa redone ginger."

"Addressed to you as well."

"Squashed in below. Just an afterthought."

"Tall, grey and beautiful, what do you expect?" Bodie unwrapped an obviously handmade pottery bowl.

HOME IS WERE THE CAT IS was proclaimed against a background of feline figures.

"Well, who needs spelling? Mind... home... with you..."

"Don't need cats, right?" Bodie leaned forward for a kiss.

Castor and Pollux were indifferent, knowing that Home Is Where the Food Is.

Well, we were quite stewed
And totally nude,
And reckless with seasonal folly.
Our Yule decoration
Was turned to frustration
When Bodie sat down on the holly.

Oh the mistletoe bough
The mistletoe bough -
I stripped off some berries and crushed 'em,
And firmly applied
Them to his wounded pride;
His protests: more whisky soon shushed 'em.

You won't be amiss
If you think I did kiss
The pain from that muscular rear,
And yes, you are right:
Decoration's delight
Was abandoned, at least for this year!

Title: Prick Song
Author: The Hag
Slash: Bodie/Doyle
Proslib: yes

Shots exploded and Rahad's fleeing car clipped Bodie. He fell, momentarily stunned and winded. Heard Doyle's panicked shout.

Here was Doyle, rolling him onto his back, seeking his heart.

He wrapped his arms around Doyle, pulling him down into a desperate embrace. "Never knew you cared."

"Of course I bloody care!" Doyle snarled and crushed an angry kiss onto Bodie's mouth.

Bodie forced a laugh. "Never knew you cared."

And they joked about blanks in Doyle's gun.

Later, in the moments before his solitary sleep, Doyle whispered, "Of course I care," and longed to feel again that safely beating heart.

Valentine with Squirrels
by The Hag

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