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thewolfinsideWhislting one of the many holiday tunes running through his head, and the house sound system, Jason carefully wraps several colorful strands of ribbon around the small black box, looping them all into a large bow.
Gabe's name is written in gold ink on a small tag, which is then tied to the end of one of the ribbons.
Yes, the revenge for this present would be merciless, and probably humilating, but it was so worth it. Especially since the markers hadn't been as washable as first thought.
Then again, he knew sharpies weren't washable to begin with.
He carefully sets the box on Gabe's pillow, wondering just what his mate would think about this early gift. An early gift of pictures. Polaroids of Scud, curled up asleep on the counch. So trusting and cuddly looking. Covered in marker tattoos. There was a photo of the Christmas tree and presents on the side of his face, the smeared star on his nose visable. The demented elf and overflowing sleigh on his neck. The fluffy bunny heart over a field of blue on his shoulder. The demon cherub on his chest. Other assorted photos of christmas wreaths and one very good likeness of the Grinch.
At the bottom of the pile, one particular photo depicted neat, block letters done in black sharpie reading 'Prop. of Gabe' centered on Scud's lower abdomen.
Chuckling, Jason skips out of the room and heads for the rec room. He felt like watching a movie.
Gabe's name is written in gold ink on a small tag, which is then tied to the end of one of the ribbons.
Yes, the revenge for this present would be merciless, and probably humilating, but it was so worth it. Especially since the markers hadn't been as washable as first thought.
Then again, he knew sharpies weren't washable to begin with.
He carefully sets the box on Gabe's pillow, wondering just what his mate would think about this early gift. An early gift of pictures. Polaroids of Scud, curled up asleep on the counch. So trusting and cuddly looking. Covered in marker tattoos. There was a photo of the Christmas tree and presents on the side of his face, the smeared star on his nose visable. The demented elf and overflowing sleigh on his neck. The fluffy bunny heart over a field of blue on his shoulder. The demon cherub on his chest. Other assorted photos of christmas wreaths and one very good likeness of the Grinch.
At the bottom of the pile, one particular photo depicted neat, block letters done in black sharpie reading 'Prop. of Gabe' centered on Scud's lower abdomen.
Chuckling, Jason skips out of the room and heads for the rec room. He felt like watching a movie.
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Date: 10 Dec 2005 00:29 (UTC)